He speaks as if it’s real. Could it be that he truly knows so profound secret? A powerhouse of the Demon Race hesitated slightly. Xiang Shan’s deanor didn’t suggest he was bluffing; he appeared brimming with confidence.
"Don’t be fooled by him! He’s an expert at playing the mystic and beguiling demonic hearts. Otherwise, he never would have acquired so many followers!" another matriarch of the Demon Race said sternly. "Xiang Shan must die today."
"Do it! Execute him!"
At the command, the sky tore asunder. Innurable beams of Demonic Light rained down like a teor shower, each carrying an aura of annihilation capable of instantly destroying the powerful bodies of the Demon Race, ripping apart their spirits, and inflicting endless pain before death.
"Followers of the Ancestral Demon Sect, heed my command!"
Amid the sky full of Demonic Light, Xiang Shan’s expression was suprely solemn, seemingly indifferent to death. His body was covered in a radiance that made him seem as if he had transcended the mortal world.
"We could have accepted the darkness, but we have seen the light! The world spoken of by Nicholas is not an impossibility. This failure does not an we will fail in the future! Today, one of dies, but in the future, tens of thousands more will rise up to oppose all oppression! Long live the Demon Ancestor!"
He roared the last four words.
The next mont, he was engulfed by the horrific Demonic Light. The world trembled, and a blinding radiance illuminated the entire land.
"Pope!"
"Long live the Demon Ancestor!!!"
"..."
Countless Foreign Demons knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with both sorrow and resolve. They shouted "long live" until their voices were raw.
"Damn it! Causing us trouble even in death!"
In the void, the upper echelons of the Demon Ancestor’s followers fud with sha and fury. Xiang Shan’s words had undeniably strengthened the rebellious spirit in the hearts of these Foreign Demons.
"Hmph! No need to worry. Now that Xiang Shan is dead, this band of Foreign Demons is without a leader—nothing but lambs to the slaughter!"
"A dead demon is nothing! Just give us a little ti. Whether through enticent or threats, we can surely twist their thoughts back into line!"
They were certain of this. After all, faith in the Demon God had been spread throughout the Demon Realm for countless years.
Was it possible that in just over a month, every trace of faith in the Demon God had vanished from their hearts?
Impossible!
RUMBLE!
Just then, the entire Demon Sea Island shook violently, undergoing a cataclysmic change.
The seal enveloping Demon Sea Island suddenly began to ripple. Endless waves swept through the void, looking as if it might break open at any mont.
"Not good!"
The pupils of every demon contracted and their faces changed drastically. Terrifying Shadow Fiends erged from the void, their gazes locked on the source of the commotion with expressions of pure terror.
「Night Emperor City.」
An endless night surged out from the ancient Demon City, flooding the entire void like an ocean. An ancient Demonic Thought spread out, carrying the unimaginable will of a Demon Emperor, vibrating with fury: "Have the mbers of the Human Race gone mad?"
「Nightmare Emperor City.」
A woman with a bewitching figure and devastating beauty stood upon a high flight of stairs. Her eyes reflected a boundless killing intent as she gazed toward the horizon. What perfect timing!
「In a rift resembling the Abyss.」
A Demon Dragon wreathed in the flas of death soared up from the chasm, roaring in fury.
「At the very core of Demon Sea Island.」
Here lay a dilapidated ancient city that connected heaven and earth. Its infinite majesty was a faint echo of its forr glory, as if it sat at the very end of the river of ti.
But the ancient city was now in ruins, its runes dim. The Demonic Qi was dense, yet it still gave off a feeling of desolation.
This was the forbidden ground of Demon Sea Island—Initial Demon City.
At this mont, in the center of Initial Demon City, a figure in a black robe sat cross-legged upon an ancient altar. It was surrounded by an array of five-colored stones, each one densely covered with profound and inscrutable Demon Patterns that seed to contain unspeakable mysteries.
This humanoid figure was not large. Its body was shattered, with only half a torso and a third of its head remaining, resembling a corpse.
Yet its aura was terrifyingly potent. With each of its long breaths, Demon Patterns rippled outwards, every one containing enough power to destroy heaven and earth. They continuously battered the surrounding void, causing it to collapse and reform in a horrifying display.
This was not a deliberate show of force. Its innate aura alone was capable of causing such a terrifying disturbance.
RUMBLE!
The powerful tremors from the horizon reached this place.
In the void, terrifying Shadow Fiends erged, blanketing the sky. Their auras were imnsely powerful, far surpassing Demon Race lords; they were clearly figures at the Demon Emperor level.
"What’s happening? The Human Race is actually launching an attack?"
"In the war back then, our race certainly suffered heavy losses, but the Human Race’s casualties were undoubtedly far more severe. Nearly all of their top experts fell. Not much ti has passed; how could they have recovered so quickly? How dare they?"
"Sothing went wrong. The Human Race outmaneuvered us. There’s a major problem with the sacrifices!" A Demon Emperor closed his eyes for a mont, apparently receiving news from an unknown source. A vicious glint flashed in his eyes before vanishing.
"What? How could this happen? What in the world are those fools outside doing?"
"The Human Race ca prepared. Now we’re in deep trouble!"
The many Demon Emperor powerhouses exchanged glances, each seeing the worry in the others’ eyes.
If everything had gone according to their original plan, they would have repaired Initial Demon City, channeled the power of the Abyssal Tide, and awakened the slumbering top-tier experts buried beneath Demon Sea Island. Once those experts recovered their strength, their collective power would have been enough to easily crush the cultivators of Nanzhou.
They could have defeated all their enemies without breaking a sweat, secured a foothold in the Cangyuan Realm, and then planned their next move.
But now, their plan was in ruins. They no longer possessed an overwhelming advantage, and the situation had taken a sharp downturn.
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