A Million Demons, the Song of Righteousness Manifested, a Sage Artifact Stirred, and the Shock of a First Rank

Chen Kingdom.

Over a month had passed since Xu Qingxiao ordered the cities massacred.

Blood qi now surged skyward throughout Chen Kingdom.

Terrifying blood qi hung over the entire kingdom. Nearly a hundred million commoners had been slaughtered, along with countless warriors and soldiers.

Resentment, hatred, unwillingness, and every other negative emotion erupted in full, and these were precisely the things demons prized most.

Normally, with the Great Wei Literary Palace around, there would have been little cause for concern. Sending just one or two Heaven-and-Earth Grand Confucians would have been enough to suppress such a calamity.

But after everything that had happened between the Great Wei court and the Literary Palace, the two had severed ties. Naturally, this drew out many demons.

Now.

Demons swarmed everywhere around Chen Kingdom, packed densely as far as the eye could see. There were many different kinds. Those of lower ranks directly devoured corpses and their blood essence.

Higher-ranked demons absorbed resentment. Even some evil cultivators had come, refining the vengeful souls of the masses into magical artifacts. It was a carnival for them.

At first, however, the demons had not been so brazen. They acted furtively, and whenever the Great Wei Army discovered them, they fled obediently, not daring to confront its edge.

Above all, they feared Great Wei would send Heaven-and-Earth Grand Confucians.

But later, they gradually noticed something amiss. Although the Great Wei Army kept hunting them, no Heaven-and-Earth Grand Confucians appeared. Little by little, the demons grew bolder.

After all, these vengeful souls were worth more than anything else in their eyes. Devouring a single one saved them days of arduous cultivation. If they could devour and refine so many souls, advancing an entire rank would be no difficulty.

How could the demons not be excited? How could they