Blood

The demons roared as the world fell...

The sky had turned black and dim. As far as the eye could see, dark clouds hung heavy. The only light came from the blazing orange flames on the battlefield. Fiends ran rampant, their tattered, decaying black cloaks fluttering without wind. Rusted armor and pitch-black, void-like faces made the monsters all the more terrifying.

The dim ruins of the small hill were illuminated by fire, and the massive stone pillars had been dyed orange.

Ash carried skyward by hot currents as it burned fell like snow, the snowflakes gray-black. The ground was blanketed in thick ash, resembling an apocalyptic scene after a volcanic eruption...

The murky gray world was stifling and oppressive. Most conspicuous were the many demon beasts and powerful humans radiating spiritual light all over their bodies, fighting the darkness to the death, their blood staining the heavens.

Most conspicuous of all was the Flood Dragon Emperor. Where he stood, it seemed as though light was trying to pierce through the black qi in the sky.

The faint brightness overhead brought hope.

The Golden-haired Monkey and the other demon emperors each had opponents locked in battle. Bai Yujun faced the Black Bone Corpse. Countless members of the Demon Race continued joining the battlefield; they only needed to hold on until the humans and demon beasts came to help. Holding her dragon spear, she summoned lightning from the sky to coil around its shaft. The pearl above her head emitted multicolored light, driving back the darkness!

Third rule of survival: Regardless of whether the enemy was strong or weak, one had to go all out when attacking—ruthless and bloodthirsty.

The scene nearly froze, every movement slowing.

The Black Bone Corpse swung its iron chain, Wolf Tooth Hammer in hand, and strode forward!