The Demon Lords' Gluttonous Feast!

Three months.

At the Kunyuan Mountain, the wind has stopped and the clouds have settled.

Shi Jian sat cross-legged at the entrance of the secret realm, his purple and white robes spotless. He closed his eyes like a stone statue, and every breath he took was accompanied by Lei Ming!

White Crane crane stands to one side, fanning itself.

On the outskirts, the Demon King of the Sea Ape and Flood Dragon clans sat on the ground, occasionally letting out a few sinister laughs.

The three Nascent Soul of the Human Race, Qingxuan, Purple Yang, and Wenxuan, stood on their respective flying boats, their faces ashen, each day feeling like an eternity.

No one dared to leave, and no one dared to move.

Click.

A crisp sound rang out from the void.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of spiritual light shone from the Kunyuan Mountain, and the spatial rift twisted violently, transforming into a void portal tens of feet wide.

The secret realm is open!

"They're out."

True Lord Qingxuan murmured.

Then, dozens of streaks of light rushed out from inside the portal. The disciples of the Grand Purity Sect were all injured and looked exhausted, but their eyes revealed joy.

With a flick of his sleeve, Qingxuan shielded the group of disciples behind him. He scanned them with his Divine Sense and, seeing that several core disciples were unharmed, nodded slightly.

Subsequently, disciples from the Supreme Purity Sect and the One Qi Dao Gate emerged one after another.

Purple Yang and Wenxuan both took action, guiding their disciples back to the flying boat.

All factions suffered losses; of the hundreds who went in, only two or three out of ten came out alive. But those who came out alive brought back a considerable amount of spirit medicine herbs and precious materials.

The Human Race Nascent Soul breathed a slight sigh of relief.

At that very moment.

A joyous shout erupted from within the portal to the secret realm.

"Quick! Protect our senior brother!"

"The source of Dao of Lightning energy! We've found the source of Dao of Lightning energy!"

More than a hundred sword cultivators dressed in the robes of the Righteous Qi Gate formed a sword formation, protecting a young man covered in blood as they rushed out of the gate.

The young man clutched a jade box tightly in his hand, its surface crackling with lightning.

The moment the Righteous Qi Gate disciple rushed out, the ecstasy on his face hadn't faded before it froze.

The sky transformed into a sea of thunder.

A net of lightning sealed off the void within a radius of more than ten miles.

They didn't see their ancestor, True Lord Zhengyi, nor did they see True Lord Jianling. They only saw a handsome young man in a purple and white robe slowly opening his eyes.

His eyes were icy cold, filled with indifference.

"Righteous Qi Gate."

Shi Jian stood up and straightened his cuffs.

"Where is the patriarch?" The leading youth looked around in terror, his face ashen.

On the three Human Race flying ships, Qingxuan, Purple Yang, and the others all turned their heads away, remaining silent and not looking at them.

"Wrong!"

Realizing something was wrong, the young man roared and drew his sword, slashing at the tightening lightning net.

Bang!

Shi Jian flicked his finger.

A beam of Purple Pivot Lightning shot out and pierced directly through the young man's Dantian.

The young man screamed and collapsed to the ground.

The remaining disciples of the Righteous Qi Gate were merely Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, no match for the power of a Nascent Soul, and they didn't even have time to beg for mercy.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred disciples were captured by the lightning net.

His Storage Bag, Law Artifact, personal belongings, and many other treasures were all plundered by Shi Jian, who thoroughly searched his body.

Shi Jian smiled and turned his head to look at the group of Demon King on the periphery:

"Brother Yuan Shan, Brother Ao Hai, thank you for your assistance. I am hosting a banquet today, please enjoy this exquisite delicacy!"

"Hahaha! Brother Shi, that's great!"

Yuan Shan laughed loudly and strode over.

The two dragon kings, Ao Hai and Ao Lie, licked their lips, their eyes gleaming with ferocity.

With a wave of his sleeve, Shi Jian conjured a giant long table atop Kunyuan Mountain, from which several large stone chairs rose from the ground.

The Demon King took their seats, resembling great demons cloaked in human skin!

In an instant, cries, pleas for mercy, and curses Yunxiao.

It became a gluttonous feast for the demon lords!

(P. S.: This section was warned about, so a portion was cut. I hope you understand.)

On the three Human Race spaceships.

Thousands of disciples turned pale, and many vomited.

True Lord Purple Yang watched this scene coldly, but he was actually quite pleased. He blamed the Grand Purity Sect for ruining his Supreme Purity's millennium plan.

If one is not Grand Purity, one will abandon righteousness and pursue personal gain.

With the Supreme Purity Sect suppressing both the domestic and international communities, how could it possibly give the Demon Race a chance to turn the tide? The Grand Purity bears the primary responsibility for today's tragic state!

True Lord Qingxuan closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently.

True Lord Wenxuan turned away, unable to bear to look any longer.

Among the dignified Nascent Human Race Nascent Soul of the human race, not a single one was willing to make a move. They would rather watch helplessly as their kin were devoured by Demon Beast in public than draw their swords.

humiliation.

The ultimate humiliation!

But this was exactly the effect Shi Jian wanted.

He wanted to crush the spines of these Human Race and let them know that the Profound Spirit Continent had completely changed!

The Demon Race has returned, and once again stands tall on this continent!

Several hours later.

The incessant screams finally subsided.

At the Kunyuan Mountain, only shattered bones and glaring bloodstains remained.

More than a hundred elite members of the Righteous Qi Gate all became the Demon King's meal.

Shi Jian stood up, grabbed a piece of white silk, and wiped the blood off his hands.

"Everyone, please eat and drink well."

Yuan Shan let out a burp, picking his teeth, and said, "Brother Shi, this meal was truly delicious!"

Ao Hai transformed into human form, his mouth full of blood. "Next time something like this happens, remember to call your brothers. From now on, we three realms will stand together against a common enemy."

Shi Jian turned his head and glanced at Qingxuan, Purple Yang and the others in the distance.

"The matter of the secret realm is settled."

"I will not keep you any longer."

Shi Jian's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable domineering air.

True Lord Qingxuan opened his eyes and gave Shi Jian a cold look.

"Walk!"

The Grand Purity Sect's flying boat changed direction and vanished in a streak of light.

Neither True Lord Purple Yang nor True Lord Wenxuan uttered a word. They led their respective disciples and fled in haste. Today's events would surely become a disgrace to the Human Race!

From then on...

In the Myriad Demon Domain, the fearsome reputation of the Purple Pivot Demon Lord terrifies the four kingdoms.

To block the secret realm and devour flesh and blood in front of a group of True Lord is a disgrace, an indelible shame.

The Righteous Qi Gate was reviled by all Human Race and declined further.

And the Demon Race has truly risen up!

Shi Jian watched the flying boat disappear into the horizon, and the lightning mark between his brows faded away, his Dao power dissipating by more than half.

"Let's go back to the mountain."

Shi Jian strode into the void, followed by White Crane was waving his fan.

The two lords have returned, to the Myriad Demon Domain!