The countless races of the Monster Realm, the countless members of the Demon Race, were truly sorrowful.
Over the years, they had given birth to batches of little demons and raised countless livestock. The emergence of all kinds of facilities had helped the Demon Race grow strong.
Just when life had finally begun to look promising, everything was suddenly gone.
Although, at Zhang Yang's call, the Golden Crow Monster Clan was using its power to burn the corpses, while several Immortal King Realm experts employed earth-element Dao arts to bury all the remains deep underground, everyone was merely going through the motions.
Many members of the Demon Race were lost and bewildered. Was there still any meaning in doing this?
"All suffering is a stumbling block on the road to a better life!" Zhang Yang gathered the great demons of every race and began preaching once more. "When we encounter a stumbling block, we can go around it, move it aside, or smash it to pieces—but we must never stop!
If we stop, then we have been defeated.
We can accept a temporary defeat, but we must never admit defeat.
When we finally attain the life we desire and look back upon the hardships we have endured, they will be the finest medals upon our bodies and the greatest proof that we are strong!"
He began preaching again.
There was no other choice. He had to first reignite the spirit of these great demons before he could turn the situation in the Monster Realm around.
If even these great demons gave up and rotted away, then the Monster Realm would be finished.
After all, these great demons were the ones newly educated in this new era.
The Monster Realm's first enlightenment had taken nearly a hundred years before it finally