Arrogant Demon Saints: The First Battle Was the Last!

"The Human Race defies Heaven's will. It deserves to be wiped out, root and branch."

"Yet His Majesty the Demon Emperor is merciful. He is willing to give the Human Race a chance to submit and become Blood Food for the Demon Clan."

"I am Fei Lian, a Demon Saint!"

"I am Qin Yuan, a Demon Saint!"

"We have arrived! Human Race Blood Food, hurry out and greet us!"

Just as Huang Tian had finished arranging everything, demonic energy surged across the skies, billions upon billions of miles beyond the Human Ancestral Hall on the Shore of the East Sea.

Two Demon Saints, their imposing auras brimming with demonic energy, glared at the Shore of the East Sea and roared.

In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color, and the East Sea boiled.

Countless living beings prostrated themselves, trembling in terror beneath the pressure of the two Demon Saints.

The hundred million Demon Clan soldiers roared in unison. Their demonic energy spread for billions upon billions of miles. It was terrifying beyond measure.

"Hmph. They're nothing but a pack of wretches. Do they really think they amount to anything?"

Just then, a cold, authoritative snort echoed through the heavens and earth like a thunderclap.

The myriad races living on the Shore of the East Sea were overcome with shock.

Fei Lian and Qin Yuan—two Quasi saint Demon Saints—had arrived, yet the Human Race had the gall to defy them.

"Human Race, do you really want to die?"

Qin Yuan's eyes turned bloodshot as he roared in fury.

If Demon Emperor Dijun hadn't instructed them to show Sage Nuwa some consideration, he would have swept away the entire Human Race without a second thought.

"Impudent! Human Race, do you know who stands before you?"

Fei Lian's face darkened as he bellowed.

They represented the Demon Clan's dignity. If they backed down before the Human Race now, wouldn't the myriad races laugh at them?

How could the Demon Clan ever maintain its place in the heavens and earth?

"Heh. The Human Race is done for!"

"Of course. They're facing two Quasi saint Demon Saints. The Human Race has only existed for a million years—how could they possibly be a match?"

"The Human Race has courage, I'll give them that. Too bad courage is laughable in the face of absolute strength."

"They could've obediently become Blood Food for the Demon Clan and preserved some of their bloodline. Instead, they chose to resist."

"The Human Race is finished today."

The myriad races chattered among themselves. No one believed the Human Race had a chance.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The next moment, the thunderous sound of war drums rang out across the heavens and earth.

Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi roiled, and the wind howled. The rampant, overwhelming demonic energy was forcibly driven back among the hundred million Demon Clan soldiers.

Above the Shore of the East Sea, demonic energy blanketed one half of the sky, while the Human Race's Blood Qi Smoke covered the other.

The two sides stood evenly matched, neither giving ground.

"How is this possible?!"

As the myriad races and the Demon Clan watched in astonishment, the Human Race's army soared into the sky.

Every soldier wore armor and carried a blade. Their treasures shone brilliantly, and Blood Qi Smoke churned around them as they formed orderly ranks to face the disorganized Demon Clan army.

"What overwhelming blood qi! Is that really the Human Race?"

"Who said the Human Race was Blood Food? I can sense Daluo auras among them!"

"There are only ten million humans, yet they're holding their own against a hundred million Demon Clan soldiers. This..."

You Chao Shi appeared with the ten-million-strong Human Race army, and the situation shifted. The hearts of countless onlookers began to waver.

They had thought the Demon Clan was certain to win.

Now, it seemed the Human Race might actually stand a chance.

"Human Race Blood Food, do you still insist on resisting?"

"Surrender! This is a chance I, your lord, am graciously granting you!"

Qin Yuan stared at You Chao Shi and the others, then shouted coldly.

He was an early-stage Quasi saint. He could sense that You Chao Shi, Zi Yi Shi, and Sui Ren Shi were merely late-stage Daluo. They were no threat to him!

Don't mistake a Quasi saint for an ordinary saint!

"The Demon Clan sure talks a lot. No wonder the Witch Clan beat you so badly that you can only hide in the Thirty-three Heavens and cling to life."

You Chao Shi met Qin Yuan's words with an impassive, cold snort.

"Good! Very good!"

"Warriors of my clan!"

"The Human Race defies Heaven's will and dares to resist our Demon Clan. What should we do?!"

Qin Yuan sneered and roared at the hundred million Demon Clan soldiers.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Amid a chorus of bloodthirsty cries, the hundred million Demon Clan soldiers revealed their true forms.

The already terrifying demonic energy surged even more fiercely, forcing the Human Race's Blood Qi Smoke to contract by two-thirds and teeter on the brink of collapse.

"Worthless trash will always be worthless!"

"Summon your Martial Dao Dharma Images!"

Seeing this, You Chao Shi calmly raised the supreme-grade Postnatal Merit Spiritual Treasure, the Primordial Fire Lamp, and gave the order.

"Rumble!"

The heavens and earth shook. The skies changed color.

The ten million humans all summoned their Martial Dao Dharma Images. Some towered a hundred thousand zhang, others a million. Their Blood Qi Smoke churned, once again matching the Demon Clan's demonic energy and refusing to yield.

The Human Race had only ten million soldiers, while the Demon Clan had a hundred million.

To stand evenly matched meant the Demon Clan was the one at a disadvantage.

For Qin Yuan, a Demon Saint, this was a disgrace he couldn't endure.

"You're asking for death. Kill!"

Qin Yuan bellowed and struck first.

One-tenth of the hundred million Demon Clan soldiers broke formation and charged at the Human Race.

"Kill!"

You Chao Shi gave the order without hesitation.

The Human Race's blood qi surged into the sky, treasure-light gleaming around them.

In the blink of an eye, living beings fell like rain across the plain on the Shore of the East Sea. Severed limbs lay everywhere.

"Hiss!"

The scene left the watching myriad races dumbfounded.

"No probing attacks?"

"The first battle is the last?"

"The Demon Clan seems far too determined to wipe out the Human Race. Aren't they afraid Saint Nuwa will punish them?"

The myriad races chattered among themselves as the fighting between the Human Race and the Witch Clan grew ever fiercer.

You Chao Shi, Zi Yi Shi, and Sui Ren Shi kept their eyes on Qin Yuan while the ten million Human Race soldiers fought the hundred million Demon Clan soldiers.

The Human Race was outnumbered, but You Chao Shi and the others were confident.

As long as no Quasi saint-level beings joined the battle, their ten million soldiers could beat the heads in of the hundred million Demon Clan soldiers.

There was a simple reason.

Every member of the Human Race had cultivated the Method of Natal Divine Weapons.

They refined Postnatal Spiritual Treasures into Natal Spiritual Treasures, and there was no limit to how many they could use.

From their boots to their armor and helmets, to the eighteen kinds of weapons in their hands—every piece was a Postnatal Spiritual Treasure.

Armed to the teeth, the Human Race could kill enemies two minor cultivation realms above them.

How could the Demon Clan, relying on nothing but flesh and blood, withstand the killing power of Postnatal Spiritual Treasures?

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Before long, the expressions of Qin Yuan and Fei Lian froze.

They had thought they would crush the Human Race. Instead, it was their Demon Clan being crushed.

It took nearly several hundred Demon Clan soldiers to take down a single human.

At this rate of casualties, it wouldn't be long before the hundred million Demon Clan soldiers they'd brought were wiped out.

"How does the Human Race have so many Spiritual Treasures?"

"As expected of a race created by a Sage. They're incredible."

"A Postnatal race that's existed for only a million years can already fight the hundred million Demon Clan soldiers to a standstill. They're terrifying!"

"The Human Race is indeed strong, but it's useless. One Quasi saint is more formidable than a hundred Daluo."

"Only top experts at the Quasi saint level can truly decide the outcome."

"Give the Human Race more time to develop, and they might not be any weaker than the Demon Clan."

"A pity. The Human Race has only three Daluo in its ranks. Its fate is already sealed."

The Human Race had gained the upper hand, and the myriad races discussed it among themselves. Yet they still favored the Demon Clan.

In the Primordial World, the hierarchy was simply too rigid.

Only a heaven-defying Spiritual Treasure like an Innate Supreme Treasure could let a Daluo overcome a Quasi saint.

Qin Yuan and Fei Lian, two early-stage Quasi saint Demon Saints, led the army. The pressure they brought was overwhelming.

The Human Race had no chance of winning!