"Martial Dao was merely a minor path beneath the Celestial Immortal Realm."
"Though its combat power was weak, nearly most of the Human Race cultivated it. It could strengthen their bodies and help them labor more effectively."
"While it could not grant immortality, it was deeply beloved by the Human Race."
"Below Celestial Immortal? Forget it. There was no need to bring up such useless information."
"Our top priority was to wipe out the Hengshan Tribe and gather their souls and blood essence!"
"We would use them to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword and ultimately destroy the Witch Race. Only then could our Demon Race unite the Primordial Wilderness. Even Sages would not be feared by our Demon Race in the future!"
The Nine-Infant Demon General could not be bothered with matters concerning Martial Dao.
Even saying one more word about it would have been a waste.
Below Celestial Immortal, there had seemingly never been such a concept in his previous understanding.
Only after the Human Race emerged did he discover that there were actually Postnatal Races beneath the heavens in the Primordial Wilderness.
Did such trash deserve his commentary?!
Instead, he placed greater importance on the souls of the Human Race and the Witch-Slaying Sword.
Just as the demons prepared to head out and slaughter them.
A furious voice suddenly rang out from above:
"As expected of fiends. You truly deserved to die!"
"If you wish to slaughter the Hengshan Tribe, that will depend on whether you have the life to do so!"
As soon as the words fell.
A supreme and noble purple ruler appeared.
It rapidly expanded to a hundred thousand feet.
With a thunderous boom, it smashed down from the sky.
The top-grade Postnatal merit treasure, the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler.
A full-force strike.
How could its might