All spells, when cultivated to their peak, had another way to be strengthened to a new height: by infusing them with the power of Sky Demons.
Each of the eight Sky Demons possessed emotions that living beings could not endure. Once someone was struck by Sky Demon power carrying those emotions, severe injuries combined with mental distortion would often drive the victim insane in an instant, even causing them to slaughter nearby comrades.
Lu Yang teleported to the lightless land of the Raging Moon Beast Race. It was the ideal place for an ambush. The Void God King sent Void Spirits out to scout while the others sat together and listened as the Arcane King explained how to cultivate secret arts.
The Void God King asked curiously, "You were once at the Saint Tier, but how do you know so much about Sky Demons?"
The Arcane King gave a self-mocking smile and said, "You have to understand, when you cultivate from God King Tier 1 to God King Tier 9, then from God King Tier 9 to half-Saint and finally to the Saint Tier, your confidence swells beyond measure. You begin to think you are heaven and earth's chosen child, the greatest existence in the world. All living beings become insignificant in your eyes. What are Sky Demons supposed to be?"
"The mind of a Saint Tier expert is incomparably powerful. For hundreds of millions of years, we had feared Sky Demons. Once we finally became Saints, even the strongest Sky Demons were merely at the Demon King Tier. We were Saint Tier experts and considered ourselves far above the Sky Demon King's rank, so naturally, we believed ourselves stronger than Sky Demon Kings."
Malthus was somewhat shocked. "So you took the initiative to learn about Sky Demons?"
The Arcane