The chaos in the capital had been within Zhang Chen's expectations. First came the bloody struggle between the six great families and the royal family, then the Zhang Family's move to loot the capital. After that, countless demon beasts and Evil Beings fell from the Spiritual World through the sky. Although the Great Thousand World had "washed and replaced their blood," some tenacious creatures had survived nonetheless. They swiftly adapted to the environment, drank the blood of the capital's citizens, and calmly grew stronger.
Moreover, after the Bloody Battle in the capital, the six great families had lost at least several hundred thousand people. Who knew how many Evil Beings those deaths would nourish, or what conditions they would provide for their growth?
Upon hearing Zhang Gaqi's report, a glint of divine light appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes. His gaze swept across the distant clouds, and he saw that the clouds in the sky seemed stained with blood-red Killing Intent.
"Evil Beings have been born within the capital. They are hiding in dark corners or attaching themselves to people. The capital will have a hard time knowing peace from now on," Zhang Chen said.
Just as Zhang Chen was surveying the surroundings, his gaze shifted beyond the capital, and he could not help freezing. Overwhelming Demonic Qi lay outside the city, like a sea churning rivers and overturning oceans, surging mightily toward the capital.
"The Demon Clan Army is here! They came so quickly!" Zhang Chen looked at the vast Demonic Qi, his eyes turning grave.
Outside the capital.
Chai Zhu stared at the overwhelming Demonic Qi in the distance, as though black clouds were pressing down upon the city. His expression was exceedingly ugly. "Old Ancestor Peacock, does your Demon Race truly intend to fight the Great Victory Royal