The Huai Emperor could hardly stop himself from roaring. That boy was clearly a member of the Human Race, so why was he radiating such terrifying demonic aura? If someone claimed he was a demon on the verge of Dao Integration, absolutely no one would doubt it.
"How strange. Truly strange!"
The Huai Emperor was certain that Ye Kang was a member of the Human Race. Yet the more certain he was, the more incomprehensible it all seemed.
Ye Kang himself, by contrast, had only been briefly stunned before deciding it made perfect sense.
Ever since he'd stepped onto the path of martial arts, he'd been inextricably bound to demons. And now, the Immortal Demon Manual was an unparalleled cultivation method that had forged his formidable body.
So what else could the system reward him with besides a Demon Dao Mark? This was exactly the Dao Mark he should have received!
Still, this was the first time Ye Kang had learned that a separate Demon Dao Mark even existed.
He circulated the He Dao Method and tried to communicate with the Dao Mark. To his surprise, it barely resisted him at all, as if it naturally belonged to Ye Kang. It quickly accepted his communication.
Then came the resounding echoes of war drums.
That was the Great Dao Sound, the sound unique to the Demon Dao Mark. With every rumble of the drums, another piece of information appeared in Ye Kang's mind—or, more accurately, another insight.
Everything about the Demon Dao Mark was imprinted with crystal clarity in Ye Kang's mind. He immediately began greedily absorbing these insights.
His Comprehension continued to burn at a frenzied pace, and Ye Kang gradually mastered everything about the Dao Mark.
The so-called Demon Dao Mark had nothing to do with the Demon Race.