Just as Ye Yunfei and his group were battling the Demon Race, other factions across Central Divine Land had also encountered Demon Race forces and were engaged in fierce combat.
"Brother Su, legends say the Demon Race is terribly fearsome, but it seems they're not so formidable after all," Situ Kong'er said smugly after unleashing his might and slaying several demons.
"No. Brother Situ, we mustn't underestimate the enemy. So far, we've only encountered relatively weak members of the Demon Race. We haven't met any of their experts yet. Moreover, I suspect there's an entire legion of the Demon Race within this Heaven Beyond Heaven, not just the scattered forces we've encountered," Ye Yunfei said with a grave expression.
Ye Yunfei had dealt with the Demon Race before and knew their overall strength was terrifying. The Demon Realm was one of the core worlds within the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds, far stronger than the Primordial Continent.
"An entire legion here? I was just saying, the Demon Race generally lives in the Demon Realm. That's the world best suited for them. Heaven Beyond Heaven is rich in spiritual energy, only suitable for us human martial artists. Why would there be a Demon Race legion here?" Situ Kong'er couldn't help but ask in surprise upon hearing Ye Yunfei's words.
"With so many of them here, there must be a reason. But who knows the specifics," Ye Yunfei replied.
Suddenly.
A vast, primal-sounding horn blast came from ahead, followed closely by a massive wave of demons surging forward like a black tide.
A full thousand demons!
"It's those few bastards! They've killed many of our clansmen these past few days! Capture them alive! Strip their skin, peel their bones, drain all their marrow and blood!" A demon leading the pack pointed at Ye Yunfei and the others, shouting loudly.
It turned out that over the past two or three days, Ye Yunfei's party had slain many members of the Demon Race. The news had spread back, prompting them to dispatch a large force specifically to deal with Ye Yunfei's group.
"Brother Su, you were right! There really is a Demon Race legion in Heaven Beyond Heaven!" Situ Kong'er felt a tingle on his scalp looking at the sheer number of demon troops. Before them, the demon ranks were orderly, complete with military horns—clearly seasoned elite soldiers accustomed to battle!
Boom...
The thousand-plus demon troops surged forward like a tide, shaking the heavens and earth with their terrifying momentum.
The demonic energy released by these demons filled the space between heaven and earth like columns of beacon smoke soaring skyward.
"Brother Su, do we fight or flee?" Situ Kong'er stood beside Ye Yunfei, watching the approaching demon forces with some trepidation.
"Fight. Only a little over a thousand demons isn't worth backing down for. Kill!"
Ye Yunfei thought for a moment, spoke slowly, then drew his longsword and charged forward.
Boom...
Ye Yunfei wielded his sword, unleashing the Sword Intent of ‘One Sword Pacifying the World.’ He sent one massive sword beam after another scything towards the demons.
Roar…
The Nine Divine Beasts roared angrily as they actively rushed forward to meet the enemy.
The Blood Clan Clone gripped a blood-red longsword, torrents of bloody mist erupting from within as it charged. In the blink of an eye, it turned the area ahead into a sea of blood.
Boom…
Five huge golden light spheres soared into the sky, transforming into five giant dragons of different colors. They unleashed terrifying energy pressure as they pounced on the demon horde.
Five Dragons Soaring!
This was the phenomenon of the fifth yang in the Nine-Yang Scripture.
As soon as the phenomenon appeared, it generated dreadful pressure. The demon troops charging near Ye Yunfei felt as if an invisible divine mountain was pressing down from the sky, slowing their movements and naturally weakening their combat power.
And so, Ye Yunfei plunged alone into the midst of the demon forces, engaging in a fierce battle.
"Fight, then! I'll give it my all too!" Situ Kong'er gritted his teeth. His figure flashed and vanished.
The next moment, he had transformed into a demon, hiding amongst the demon ranks, launching covert ambushes without moving.
The demon forces focused only on charging forward; in such chaotic battle conditions, who would notice a spy had infiltrated their own ranks? Moreover, Situ Kong'er was well-practiced in such things, always seizing the right moment to strike with great stealth.
Hu Miao, Huang Shang, and the Ice Demon also charged forward.
"Let's advance and aid our master in slaying the enemy!" the two thousand-plus slaves shouted in unison, forming two battle arrays as they surged forward to engage.
During this period, under Ye Yunfei's leadership, these slaves had constantly battled demons and demonic beasts, honing their combat skills to great proficiency. Naturally, the destructive power they could unleash had grown even stronger.
The thousand-plus demons were also remarkably fierce. In combat, each one was a reckless, life-threatening fiend, charging and killing with all their might.
This great battle lasted almost an hour.
Many slaves under Ye Yunfei were injured, some even on the brink of death. However, during the fight, Ye Yunfei kept his eyes everywhere, clearly observing every move on the battlefield. He timely rescued the injured slaves, transporting them into the Phantom Tower for recovery.
The Ice Demon, wielding his great wooden club, engaged in brutal, head-on clashes with the demons. The more he fought, the more ferocious he became. In his vicinity, a blizzard howled as white, roaring currents of bitter cold and massive, boulder-like hailstones plummeted from the sky, smashing the surrounding demons who howled in pain.
In fact, the Ice Demon's bloodline was far nobler than that of the demons before them. Although his bloodline's current rank was still relatively low, his combat power was already formidable. Faced with these grotesque-faced demons, the Ice Demon seemed thoroughly aroused to battle. The power of his bloodline erupted within him, and his combat prowess increased significantly compared to before.
Seeing this, Ye Yunfei couldn't help but smile slightly. The Ice Demon race was one that greatly enjoyed battle, relishing the feeling of heated combat, growing stronger the more they fought!
Boom...
Within the battlefield, nine enormous fox tails suddenly rose, emanating vast demonic power like nine sky-supporting pillars, rumbling as they swept toward the demons.
This was the phenomenon of the heritage technique of the Primordial Heavenly Fox race!
Hu Miao's figure was graceful and alluring, yet her attacks were swift and ruthless. Combined with illusion techniques, she befuddled the demons before her, making them dizzy-headed and unsteady, losing all sense of direction.
"Excellent. These past few days of training have greatly improved Hu Miao's strength," Ye Yunfei smiled. Then his gaze shifted to Huang Shang.
All he saw were mists of ghosts spreading everywhere, countless phantom figures, and walls of ghostly barriers trapping some demons within. Evil spirits and fierce ghosts wailed as they pounced on those demons.
"Excellent."
Ye Yunfei nodded in approval. Huang Shang's ghost cultivation techniques had already reached a commendable level.
"The most comfortable and safest one is still Brother Situ."
Ye Yunfei's gaze fell upon a particular demon among the ranks. This demon held a transparent orb and slammed it from behind onto the head of another demon, killing him on the spot.