Ancient Road

Demon Spirit World.

Inside a dilapidated noble castle, Calamity God looked up at the God-Ascension Stairway high in the sky.

"This Zhou Leng is fairly decent."

Calamity God nodded lightly. One God-Ascension Stairway, three consecutive victories—it was rare even in higher civilizations.

During all his years in Demon Prison, he had never praised any demon Demigod like this.

But to Calamity God, whose true body was a Deity, Zhou Leng was merely decent.

He swept his gaze over the subordinates kneeling all over the floor, all manner of Witches.

He began considering how to seize new territory at a lower cost.

This game was rather fun.

Beastfolk World.

The once-lively Demigod Hall was exceptionally empty.

A single God-Ascension Stairway had killed more than half the Orc Demigods.

Though most had been newly advanced or Lower Realm Demigods, every one of them had been part of the Orcs' future.

Especially after all the Mid Demigod Realm elites had been wiped out, the place seemed even more desolate.

The Orcs had only twenty-four Upper Realm, peak, and Demigod King Realm experts combined.

The higher a Demigod climbed, the harder it became to ascend to heaven.

The Orc Demigods wore dark expressions.

Even if Orcs disliked using their brains, they understood by now that the coming Ten Realms War had already eliminated them.

They would neither earn the Demons' favor nor possess the strength to fight the other worlds.

They could only curl up and protect themselves.

They were not terribly afraid of Iron Dwarves alone, because their high-end combat power remained.

But if the Humanoid Alliance joined forces to retaliate for the Orcs' betrayal back then, the Orc Clan would be hanging by a thread.

"Who can tell me what exactly is going on with that Zhou Leng?" The white-haired Demigod King