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" The Ten Thousand Demons Illustrated Compendium "?
Han Xuanji focused his attention and found the Ten Thousand Demons Illustrated Compendium in the System Space.
As the scroll unfurled, it shone with boundless light, revealing countless Demon Race figures depicting a magnificent scene of ten thousand demons rushing forth and paying homage to the emperor, faintly emanating a powerful aura.
[ The Ten Thousand Demons Illustrated Compendium: A special treasure created by the Demon Emperor to consolidate his supreme power, fused with the destiny of the Demon Race race. It possesses absolute suppressive power against Demon Race below the Immortal Ascension Realm. The holder can command all demons and also rapidly improve their cultivation through the power of the records. It contains its own small world, capable of holding all things.]
"It's a good thing, I guess."
Han Xuanji ran her fingers along the cold edge of the painting, lost in thought.
This catalogue itself is a symbol of the Demon Emperor's authority, a sacred object capable of driving the entire Demon Race mad. However, it's of little use to a Human Race cultivator like him.
However, it is a decent Law Treasure against Demon Race enemies.
He probed the inner space of the catalog with his Divine Sense.
The space is indeed quite large.
However, the Spiritual Qi was thin, and the atmosphere was deathly still.
Han Xuanji shook his head slightly, thinking to himself:
"It's fine for displaying inanimate objects, but useless for cultivation. However... it could be used to instantly teleport a large army?"
He still felt it was somewhat pointless.
After all, the battles at the top are often the key.
However, if the Demon Race finds out that this thing is in his possession, it will surely attract Demon Race Undying pursuit and killing.
"However, the Samsung check-in spot can only be used once now. It seems the Daoist essence here isn't very good either."
Han Xuanji was not disappointed.
Given his current level of cultivation, he wouldn't be able to stay in this place for very long anyway, and since it's a place rich in the Dao essence of the Demon Race, most of the things he obtains will likely be of little use to him.
It would be better to return to the Immortal Abode Space.
With a thought, Han Xuanji quickly left the place and returned to his cave dwelling in the Divine Profound Sect cave abode.
After thinking for a moment, he sat on the Dao Comprehension Meditation Cushion and entered the Immortal Abode Space again.
The Ten Thousand Demons Province, the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.
Yao Qi permeates the air here.
The Demon Emperor Hall.
A suffocating atmosphere enveloped the massive palace, its walls adorned with ancient, primitive demonic patterns that seemed to stare wide-eyed.
The hall was filled with demon kings and demon saints from the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, whose auras were either ferocious and overwhelming or as deep and unfathomable.
These powerful figures, who could shake the Ten Thousand Demons Province with a mere stomp of their feet, now had expressions of shock and solemnity on their faces.
Because the current Demon Emperor, who sits atop the dark golden dragon throne, has just announced a Potian piece of news:
The Azure Scale Demon Saint has fallen.
That's a demon saint at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, possessing the bloodline of High Antiquity Variant. He is incredibly powerful and ruthless, and it's said that he's been carrying out a secret mission and has been lying in wait within Human Race territory for many years.
I never expected him to die like this.
Even the usually composed Demon Master couldn't help but confirm this news with the Demon Emperor once again:
"Your Majesty, is this news true?"
"The soul lamp went out completely without any warning, indicating that the death was swift."
The Demon Emperor's voice was deep and majestic, like muffled thunder rolling through the palace.
He was tall and imposing, with bulging muscles beneath his dark gold robe, and wore an ancient dragon crown. The aura emanating from him proclaimed his supreme lineage.
After a brief silence, suppressed murmurs rose up like a tide.
"In Eastern Cang Province, there isn't even a single Bandit Cultivator on the surface. What happened?"
"Could it be that a hidden monster from the Human Race has made its move?"
"It's hard to say..."
"Quiet!"
A calm voice rang out, silencing the chaotic discussion.
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man dressed in a plain-colored robe, with a refined and scholarly demeanor.
He stood to the lower left of the Demon Emperor's throne, his aura restrained, his Yao Qi almost nonexistent, resembling a well-read Human Race scholar.
However, all the demon kings in the hall wisely kept quiet, after all, the person who spoke was a famous demon master of the Demon Race. He had assisted three generations of demon emperors, and his strategies were flawless. He was the strategist of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.
The Demon Master stepped forward, bowed slightly to the Demon Emperor, and spoke in a clear and calm voice:
"Your Majesty, the fall of Azure Scale demonstrates that the strength of the Human Race in the Nine Provinces Non-Self previously assessed."
Since there is someone capable of overwhelming Tribulation Transcendence Realm demon saint lurking in the shadows, it means that the opponent's strength is at least at the Late Tribulation Transcendence Realm.
Opposite the Demon Master stood a burly figure, clad in a wide black robe, with disheveled hair and a hint of ferocity between his brows—none other than the Divine Wind Demon Saint of the Iron-Blooded War Faction of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.
"The war between good and evil, coupled with the war between the two great dynasties, presents a golden opportunity."
"Although the old monsters in the Late Tribulation Transcendence are strong, His Majesty has already inherited the divine power of the Demon Emperor, comparable to a living Demon Immortal. How could he not take down a small place like Eastern Cang Province?"
Suddenly Divine Wind Demon Saint knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in supplication, and asked for permission:
Your Majesty, I am willing to be the vanguard, leading my Peng Race to crush the Human Race defenses of Eastern Cang Province. If we encounter that so-called mysterious powerhouse, I implore Your Majesty to lend a hand and uphold the divine might of my Demon Race!
" Divine Wind is mighty!"
"Crush the Human Race!"
Several demon kings who advocated war were also fired up and echoed his sentiments.
Inside the main hall, a stark contrast quickly emerged.
One side, led by the Demon Master, advocated for a cautious investigation and a postponement of the plan; the other side, led by the Divine Wind Demon Saint, insisted on seizing the opportunity and launching an immediate attack.
The Demon Emperor sat high on his dragon throne, his golden vertical pupils slowly sweeping over the two sides arguing.
He did not immediately express his opinion, but tapped his fingers lightly on the cold armrest of the dragon throne, making a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound. Each sound seemed to strike the hearts of the demons, causing the argument to subside involuntarily.
Each generation of Demon Emperors, as long as they inherit the power of the Demon Emperor, are at least comparable to Immortal Ascension.
Even so, it doesn't mean they're invincible.
The land of Nine Provinces is full of hidden talents and powerful figures. The previous Demon Emperor was ambitious but was killed by a Sword Immortal from the Central Province.
Therefore, the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom decided to change its strategy and instead expand the territory of the Demon Race, spreading the power of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom to the surrounding areas.
Of course, this does not mean that the Human Race will be completely expelled, but at least the Demon Race should be allowed to develop in more places and occupy more Spirit Mountain and blessed lands.
Finally, as the hall fell into a suffocating silence once again, the Demon Emperor spoke.
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.
" Divine Wind."
The Demon Emperor's gaze fell upon the kneeling, burly figure.
"Since you're in such a hurry, then I'll let you move a little."
A glint flashed in the eyes of the Divine Wind Demon Saint: "What does Your Majesty mean...?"
"In the midst of Human Race infighting, you can secretly support one side and disrupt the situation."
The Demon Emperor's voice was as cold as frost.
"We can simply deplete the Human Race's power. If we encounter that mysterious expert, we should first investigate his origins and not act rashly."
"Yes!"
The Divine Wind Demon Saint responded in a deep voice, a glint of bloodthirsty excitement flashing in his eyes.
He commands a powerful Heavenly Peng Shadow Guards, who played a crucial role in wiping out the White Tiger Lineage of the Tiger Race.
Three days later.
When the Divine Wind Demon Saint arrived at Heavenly Severance Ridge, he could only sense a powerful remnant of Sword Intent.
Even after several days, it still moved him deeply.
"The local demons said that Human Race cultivator came here to Tribulation Transcendence not long ago."
He was able to kill the Azure Scale Demon Saint as soon as he entered the Tribulation Transcendence.
The thought of the Divine Wind Demon Saint filled me with dread.
Fortunately, he didn't encounter it.
However, this Human Race cultivator did not linger, presumably choosing a random place to Tribulation Transcendence, while Azure Scale, that fool, most likely clashed with him.
"Forget it, they didn't leave any information anyway, let's just leave it alone."
After thinking it over, the Divine Wind Demon Saint decided he didn't want to continue the investigation.
What if they discover someone he can't afford to offend? Wouldn't that be disastrous for him?
It would be better to carry out the Demon Emperor's orders first, disrupt the Human Race's situation, and secretly weaken the Human Race's power in Eastern Cang Province.
With this in mind, the Divine Wind Demon Saint quickly made contact with the local Demon Race.
They learned that the Heavenly Devil Cult had begun to unite forces, intending to destroy the Divine Profound Sect.
"That's a good opportunity."
A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Divine Wind Demon Saint.