The complexities of relationships in this world are truly profound. How arrogant were the myriad races of demons in the past?
They slaughtered humans until the rivers ran red with blood, nearly driving them to extinction.
Because humans ascended to the position of Great Emperor through martial arts, their combat power unparalleled, they, in turn, routed the demon races, crushing their pride. Not only did the myriad races of demons unite, but they also learned human martial arts and transformed into human form.
Even that was not enough. Generation after generation, human Great Emperors would eliminate the prodigies of the myriad races of demons, preventing them from catching their breath over the long years. They were forced to remain isolated, confined to three locations: the Eastern Barrens of the Small Immortal Realm, the Mortal World's Myriad Races Forest, and the Meteor Immortal Cliff.
Under such circumstances, the once immensely proud myriad races of demons, in order to have a place to reside in the Mortal World, were forced to submit to the threats of the Heavenly Court of the Immortal Realm. For generations, the demons have guarded the Meteor Immortal Cliff, their dream world serving as their place of origin.
The original Myriad Races Forest was a renowned forbidden zone. The demon race split in two. It wasn't until the previous human Great Emperor tens of thousands of years ago that the supreme being of the myriad races of demons, whose name was unspeakable, was severely injured. All elite demons migrated into the dream world. The Myriad Races Forest was left as a vast forbidden zone, but with few demons.
And now, for the demon race to emerge, they are even more compelled to cooperate with the Five Great Sacred Lands.
The Five Great Sacred Lands are truly like seeking a tiger's skin.
Yang Zijian felt like he could explode and die at this moment. Having just escaped the pursuit of the female cultivators from the Five Great Sacred Lands, he had fallen into the hands of the demon race.
Why was he so unlucky?
The female cultivators from the Five Great Sacred Lands looked at the leading middle-aged great demon and said, "Senior, you are too kind. The Sacred Lands and the myriad races of demons share a common enemy."
"The lineage of the Guardians only managed to seal the Meteor Immortal Cliff by borrowing the power of the current Dragon Kingdom's populace."
"The current Dragon Kingdom's powers are divided into three: one is our Five Great Sacred Lands' Immortal Alliance, the second is the Demonic Path sects, and the third is this Guardian system."
"If the myriad races of demons cooperate with us to eliminate the Demonic Path, our Five Great Sacred Lands' Immortal Alliance can then free up its hands to dismantle the Guardian system."
"The stakes involved are clear, and I know them well," the leading middle-aged great demon said. "These Demonic Path cultivators are ultimately human, and seemingly your enemy. Handle it yourself, and then I will accompany you to the rear to break through the front lines of the Demonic Path cultivators."
As the female cultivator from the Five Great Sacred Lands was about to make her move, looking at Yang Zijian with a blank expression.
"Hmm?"
"Who is it!" The middle-aged great demon suddenly let out a long cry, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked towards the forest to his right.
The great demons behind him also erupted with blood and qi.
The female cultivators from the Five Great Sacred Lands also instantly activated their defensive measures. Someone who could attract the attention of such a peerless great demon was definitely no ordinary individual.
In the next instant, a transformed great demon suddenly charged into the dense forest.
"Boom!"
In an instant, countless trees were blown away and broken, soil and mud splashing.
"Bang—"
A moment later.
"Plop—"
The great demon who had just flown into the dense forest was sent flying back. However, it was not alive, but a corpse in two pieces.
The pupils of the female cultivators from the Five Great Sacred Lands contracted. In the blink of an eye, a transformed great demon had been killed. Who had arrived?
Yang Zijian was startled and looked with horror, then his eyes widened: "This aura... this aura is..."
His complexion suddenly changed from deathly pale to flushed red, and a look of joy at surviving a calamity appeared in his eyes. He quickly knelt on one knee, cupped his fists, and respectfully said:
"Yang Zijian, an outer disciple of the Nascent Soul stage of the Sacred Sect, greets the Sect Master!"
From the collapsed dense forest, a figure slowly emerged. He was clad in a nine-dragon robe exuding a sacred aura of darkness, a saber and a sword at his waist, his long hair dancing wildly, his face handsome, and his expression calm.
He surveyed the scene before him, and a faint smile curved his lips:
"This is quite an interesting scene..."
"The Five Great Sacred Lands colluding with the demons."
"Qianyang Demon Lord!!!" The faces of the female cultivators from the Five Great Sacred Lands turned pale with horror.
How could he be here?
Chen Jiuyang looked at Yang Zijian, a strange glint in his eyes: "It's you. You're quite lucky. You've accidentally made a great contribution and saved your life."
He did have some impression of this Yang Zijian.
"The Sect Master flatters me! The Sect Master flatters me!" Yang Zijian's face was flushed, filled with fawning smiles: "This is all thanks to the Sect Master's immense fortune."
The leading peerless middle-aged great demon looked at Chen Jiuyang, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "Great contribution? Saved a life?"
"Sect Master of the Demonic Sect?"
"Have you perhaps made a mistake? It seems my luck is quite good. As soon as I left the tribal lands, I encountered a big fish like you."
Chen Jiuyang looked at the group of humanoid great demons and the leading peerless great demon before him, his eyes rippling slightly:
"A peerless great demon... In the ancient era, I never killed a humanoid peerless great demon like you." Before, outside the Meteor Immortal Cliff, he had faced the peerless great demon 'Ning Shang', but due to the difference in their Emperor Realm cultivation, he was ultimately unable to kill him.
Prodigies who walked the Human King's path had to witness the fierce battles of that long-past era. Those who could not manifest the imprints of the Ancient Great Emperors were unable to leave the last city of the Human King's path.
How to gain recognition? By killing demons! To engrave the fierce conflict between humans and demons deep into their bloodline, into their minds for their entire lives, unforgettable! To engrave it into the consciousness of their descendants!
"Swish swish swish!!!!"
Suddenly, demonic energy and immortal light intertwined and surged from Chen Jiuyang's body. Then, filled with killing intent, his cold yet calm voice rang out:
"Come, let me see what the power of a peerless great demon is like."
"Then remember, the great demon who killed you is the ancient..." The peerless great demon's blood and qi surged, shaking the heavens and earth, but before he could finish speaking.
Chen Jiuyang had already unleashed a punch, striking towards the peerless great demon, accompanied by his personal martial dao will that spanned heaven and earth, he uttered a few words:
"A dying demon has no need for further words."
"I am not interested in knowing."
The peerless great demon was instantly enraged: "Good, good, good!"
"Then let me see how much strength this human possesses, to dare to be so arrogant!"
"Rumble!!!"
The mountains and forests exploded. Trees and soil closer to the battlefield turned to dust, while those slightly further away were uprooted by the shockwaves, tossed into the air, and then fell onto the already altered ground.
Chen Jiuyang punched, and the peerless great demon also punched fiercely, a head-on collision!
Dragon's Roar, Tiger's Howl, Thunderous Blast!
"Clang!"
"Bang—"
The humanoid form of the peerless great demon was sent flying backward, its flesh and blood cracking and oozing blood. A look of fear appeared in its eyes:
"Why is this human's physical body so powerful!"
The arm with which he had punched Chen Jiuyang had shattered, twisted like a twisted rope!
"Crash—"
In the next instant, a saber light shot towards the heavens. Although it was a sudden moment, it ended the battle.
As the peerless great demon was sent flying backward, Chen Jiuyang's saber reaped its life, beheading it.
Chen Jiuyang held its head in one hand, his expression indifferent:
"An old demon with declining blood and qi dares to be presumptuous before me?"