After the Demon Race moved to the Eastern Sea, they began recuperating and rebuilding around Penglai Island and Yingzhou Island. But they never stopped expanding.
Moreover, the Demon Race's Heavenly Emperor, Di Jun, the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, Nuwa, Fu Xi, and other great powers of the primordial world were already renowned far and wide.
More and more demons joined their ranks.
Their growth was astonishingly rapid.
Bai Ze and Shang Yang took charge of recruiting demons willing to join them.
For every demon, the highest honor was to enter Penglai Island or Yingzhou Island.
Being allowed to set foot on either Penglai or Yingzhou was, to some extent, a symbol of one's strength and status.
The Dragon Clan, led by Zhu Rong, was very fortunate to have joined the Demon Race before then.
Otherwise, most of the dragons would have lost the chance to enter the two islands.
Only a select few dragons would have qualified to enter.
The Demon Race's breakneck expansion made the prospect of their ruling the primordial world seem ever more inevitable.
The crowds on Penglai and Yingzhou had grown so vast that the phrase "myriad immortals paying homage" no longer did them justice.
The Eastern Sea was teeming with demons.
However, one day,
Di Jun's expression was grave. He wasn't at all confident that the Demon Race would rule the primordial world.
He summoned Nuwa, Fu Xi, and Tai Yi to gather at the Sun God Palace.
"Heavenly Emperor, what is it? You shouldn't be interrupting our cultivation at a time like this," Fu Xi said, frowning in confusion.
As far as he was concerned, Di Jun shouldn't have done something like this.
But Di Jun only sat in silence.
Instead, he flipped his hand, and four drops of blood essence appeared before him.