As Daochen issued one command after another, the entire Primordial World grew jittery, hearing enemies in every gust of wind and crane's cry. Wave after wave of the Demon Race was relocated to the Primordial Heavenly Court.
Then, after Bai Ze and Fuxi reorganized them, they were assigned to military camps.
Great Luo Golden Immortals became Demon Generals, Grand Unity Golden Immortals became Deputy Generals, Golden Immortals became Thousand-Man Commanders, and Profound Immortals became Hundred-Man Commanders. Everyone below them was enlisted as a Demon Soldier.
The Demon Race was unruly, and such sweeping moves by Daochen naturally provoked resistance from quite a few wild, defiant demons.
Yet resistance had only one outcome.
Heads rolled!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
As wave after wave of demons was slaughtered,
the remaining unruly demons finally behaved themselves, each waiting to be reorganized by Bai Ze and Fuxi.
As for those demons entangled in karma, greedy, bloodthirsty, and stubbornly unrepentant,
in Daochen's words, what was the point of keeping them? Better to use them as fertilizer.
And so another great batch died in short order.
As the unruly, greedy, and bloodthirsty demons were killed, the Demon Race's fortune did not diminish. Instead, it grew considerably stronger.
This was something many of the Demon Race's higher-ups had never expected.
With the Demon Race undertaking such enormous operations, Bai Ze, Fuxi, Dijun, and Eastern Emperor Taiyi-the four who held the power of life and death over the Demon Race-were run off their feet.
They were the busiest people in the entire Heavenly Court.
Of course, strictly speaking, there was one other person who was rather busy.
That was Kunpeng...
At this point in the Primordial World, the myriad methods of cultivation had yet to be developed. Although Hongjun had preached the Dao three times, those who could attend