The demons instead felt a surge of respect for Taowu.
Most demons were reckless brutes; few made use of their intelligence.
They primarily cultivated their bodies, and being able to assume human form already showed considerable spiritual awareness.
Most demons disliked taking human form and preferred fighting in their original bodies.
They fought with utter disregard for their lives.
But even so, they fell far short of Taowu.
"Commanders, say no more. Against the puny Human Race, my sand eagle generals will be more than enough." The sand demon Sha Mohe looked exhilarated. He thumped his chest and guaranteed that he would slaughter every last human.
Soon, the sand demon led his demons in a charge.
By then, the humans had also reacted, gathering most of their people at the Eastern Seashore.
Several thousand tribes had assembled here, densely scattered across the battlefield.
Bai Ze and Fuxi stood among the crowd.
"Fuxi, what do you think of these demons?"
Fuxi stroked his beard and sighed. "Those minor demons are no cause for concern. With me here, our Human Race has all it needs to deal with them."
"My only concern is those experts at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and above."
"I examined them carefully. There are twelve Quasi-Saints alone, and those are just the ones we can see. What about those we cannot?"
"I keep feeling that Daoist Randeng has ill intentions. He definitely has something else up his sleeve."
Fuxi was deeply wary of Ran Deng. Just hearing about Ran Deng's last surprise attack on the Human Race had sent a chill through him.
Had he succeeded, the Human Race would certainly have suffered devastating casualties.
Even though he had failed, the humans had still lost many experts.
Many tribes had lost their chiefs, and some had