The war in the starry sky lasted several hours before coming to an end.
The Horned Demon Tribe's nine-million-strong army, dragged here by Yama's Hell's King Yama's Yin-Yang Inversion Great Array, was utterly defeated. Countless people used Teleportation Talismans, magical treasures, secret arts, and more to flee madly in every direction. Like a pot exploding into chaos, they had lost every shred of courage to resist.
It was not because they were weak.
In truth, for an army made up of a motley rabble, they had already been strong enough.
Every one of them possessed decent talent for military formations and Cultivation Talent.
Every one of them, even the women and children, had taken part in suppressing slave rebellions. Their hands were stained with the blood of countless slave clans, and they possessed abundant military experience. Even as a hastily assembled force, they could defeat groups of sect Dao soldiers.
Yet beneath the proactive assault of the ten Dao Sons, all that supposed resolve and Fighting Intent was nothing but illusion.
The immense army in the starry sky melted away like snow beneath the sun, leaving only countless Horned Demon Tribe members fleeing in all directions with every life-saving trump card they possessed.
Relying on their vast numbers, they instead caused more trouble than they had on the frontal battlefield.
It was estimated that the Nine Great Immortal Sects' Dao soldier units would need several months to find and kill the final survivor.
The next nine million members of the Horned Demon Tribe would surely be weaker than this lot.
Until...
Every last living being of the Horned Demon Tribe below the level of Great Emperor had died.
What had happened to the Skull Vine Demon Clan hundreds of thousands of years ago had, after hundreds of thousands of years