The End of the Story

Demon Ape Venerable's curse was branded into the bloodlines of every member of his clan, including himself.

This was his declaration of war against the Corpse Clan, his struggle against his own fate, and the heartfelt hatred he bore for those clansmen willing to sink into degradation.

Since you Corpse Clan treated my people as blood food, then from this day onward, my people would also feed on the Corpse Clan.

The moment this curse took shape, the Corpse Clan was no longer so supreme in the eyes of the Demon Ape Clan. They could not stop themselves from wanting to charge into Corpse Clan City, devour their flesh, and suck their marrow.

The servility suppressed for countless generations was completely unleashed at that moment.

War erupted. The Demon Ape Clan, once submissive and humble, followed Demon Ape Venerable in charging at the Corpse Clan.

The battle was incomparably brutal. The Demon Ape Clan lost more than half of its people, yet still could not contend head-on with the powerful Corpse Clan.

Other than Demon Ape Venerable, the Demon Ape clansmen only possessed the courage to fight the Corpse Clan, not the strength to match it.

Having realized this, Demon Ape Venerable ultimately led his clansmen through bloody battles and retreats, finally hiding in the western part of Hell Path — Second Realm, the territory of the Soul Devouring Beasts.

This was a forbidden region of the Hell Great Domain's Second Realm, as well as a death zone for soul-type lifeforms.

But Demon Ape Venerable had no choice. If they continued fighting, the clan would cease to exist, and only he himself might survive.

Though he possessed the ambition to become the strongest, Demon Ape Venerable's feelings for his clansmen had never faded.

He did not want to walk this