The Bliss Demon Sect was an oddity among the demon sects. Whoever rose to power, it swiftly attached itself to them, never remaining loyal to any one faction.
For that reason, it was the only one of the Seven Demon Sects never to have produced a Devil Master.
Yet despite never producing a Devil Master, the Bliss Demon Sect had never lacked people who brought chaos to the world. Every generation's sect leader possessed beauty that could topple kingdoms and captivate all living beings.
A thousand years ago, one such leader captured the hearts of both the reigning Devil Master and the leader of the Righteous Dao. The two nearly plunged the righteous and demon paths into war over her.
What happened three hundred years later was even more startling: that same sect leader, who had once shaken the world, willingly became a Soul Slave to the master of the overseas Outer Dao.
A Soul Slave surrendered both body and Divine Soul entirely, willingly becoming another's slave.
When word spread, the righteous and demon paths flew into a rage and nearly joined forces to launch an expedition overseas and destroy the Outer Dao. Just then, a new Devil Master slew the incumbent one, and the uproar gradually subsided.
Thinking of this, you shook your head. These three factions now spent almost every waking moment tripping up the other two.
Their balance was delicate. If one faction showed the slightest weakness, the other two would seize the chance to rob it amid the flames.
Among the Seven Demon Sects, only four had arrived so far.
You studied the immense ships closely. Each concealed three or four Great Dao Golden Core elders whose auras ran deep, surpassing even Duanmu Xiwei of Mount Fangcun.
Though the demon sects had been driven to the