"Ha ha ha..." Xiao Hua burst into laughter at the thought, transforming into a rainbow and flying into the distance. It took that demon nearly the time it took to finish half a meal before he struggled up from the ground. As though waking from a dream, he shook his head, flapped his wings again, and cried, "Damn it, who was that human? How could he be so formidable? I must have had too much idle time on my hands. Instead of using this fine power of the stars and moon, why did I think of devouring humans? With the stars and moon filling my body, it rivals years of previous cultivation. Why the hell was I wasting my time?" Muttering to himself, the demon drew countless starlights into his body and began tempering his demon physique.
Just as that demon had said, the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons was even livelier now than when Feng Wu had become the Seven-Star Great Sage. This was the power of all the stars, far beyond the previous power of seven stars. Countless demons, wherever they had been cultivating in seclusion, activated the secret techniques of their own races and drew starlight and moonlight into their bodies. Realms that had remained stagnant for ages were slowly pushed forward amid that vast tide of stellar and lunar radiance. At the same time, above every cultivating demon in the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons, a thread of faith and reverence—undetectable by ordinary methods such as the naked eye or divine sense—passed through space toward Xiao Hua, falling onto the crystalline divine spark outside his Niwan Palace, which could not be seen.
Naturally, Xiao Hua's current cultivation could not perceive such a phenomenon. Seeing that all the demons were cultivating, he concealed his aura