Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

"Everyone is just an ordinary member of the Human Race, this time your military merit is counted as one thousand three hundred and twenty-six, Rong Quan, don't be complacent," seeing the historical kinship between my Mahogany Demon Dog Clan and your Fire Demon Dog Clan, I feel obliged to offer you a piece of advice."

"Now we are merely standing on the shoulders of those four great beings from the Four Pole Firmament Great Array in the Demon Realm, using a bit of luck to open the portal and catching the Human Race off guard. The battles to come won't be this easy."

"In the clan's records, it's mentioned that the human species is quite interesting, some are immensely powerful while others are weak and frail, some are greedier than even the greediest Demonkin, yet there are selfless individuals among them—these people are the most terrifying. Fortunately, their numbers are very few, and most are just ordinary people scared of getting involved, protected by the braver ones within the Human Race."

"There's an old human saying that goes, 'Knowledge is power,' Rong Quan, you should spend less time chasing after the beauties of the Mahogany Demon Dog Clan and more time reading our clan's ancient texts, it's good for you."

"Thank you, Uncle World, Rong Quan understands," said the dog-headed Demonkin as he rose and bowed with his hands clasped, though there seems to be a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The wisdom of the previous generation of kings from the Four Great Demon Kingdoms was profound like the ocean, remembering history, when the Human Race was once just a servant clan to the Demon Clan but then, in a single stroke, overthrew the Demonkin from their dominant position, relying on high organizational skills and knowledge transfer.

Meanwhile, the Demonkin fought individually and waged war against each other, their powers greatly reduced after being manipulated by wise humans, providing space for the rise of the Human Race.

Therefore, the mighty rulers of the Four Great Demon Kingdoms unanimously started to emulate and learn from the Human Race within their domains, building clan identities and propagating the supremacy of the Demon Clan through supreme martial force.

Although constrained by the great diversity of Demonkin species, and lacking the elegance of humans—resembling a dog attempting to draw a tiger—it was still a great improvement compared to the disunity they previously demonstrated.

"My Fire Demon Dog Clan belongs to the Blue-blood Demon Race, born with innate spells, possessing strong physical bodies, and capable of slowly growing stronger even without cultivation. Knowledge as a form of power is nonsense; bloodline is the real power. Uncle World, you are indeed getting old, the future belongs to us, the new generation of Demonkin."

The dog-headed Demonkin bowed his hands and then promptly strode away.

This was but a minor incident, as the tragedy on Qiluan Peak continued unabated.

One by one, bodies were dumped into the Demon Pool under the guidance of numerous Demonkin, as a mist of strange blood fog poured into the interdimensional portal, which gradually grew taller, eroding away a larger space.

All at once, two huge purple-black wolf claws reached out from the portal, followed shortly by a ferocious wolf head.

No, that's wrong.

There were many heads.

Countless wolf heads of various colors were crowded together, chilling to the bone at the sight.

Struggling against an unknown alien force that hindered their progress, the Demon Wolf roared furiously as it exerted its claws, attempting to cross over into this world.

"It's Lord Wolf, the Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf!"

"The Lord is about to arrive, everyone, give it your all!"

As the wolf heads appeared, countless Demonkin, led by three pig-headed Demons, knelt down to pay their respects amid eyes filled with a mix of awe and fear.

In the Western Extreme Demon Country, the Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf led the Black Demon Legion, his reputation well-known both domestically and abroad, notorious for cunning and brutality. Wolf, an Alien Species among the Demon Wolf Clan, had awakened various negative eye spells, earning him the title, Plague Wolf.

Even the Blood Dragon Demon Marshal of the Eastern Extreme Demon Kingdom, a prodigy of his age, had to be cautious around the madness of Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf Wolf.

"A bunch of fools, flesh... I need flesh, more flesh to nourish the Demon Pool. What are you staring at? Go collect more flesh for me!"

The earth-shaking roar of the Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf echoed between heaven and earth.

...

...

Great Qin, Eastern Region, Heavenly Wind City.

Known as the City of the Eight Peaks in the Eastern Region, Heavenly Wind City has been peaceful for many years. Over the course of thousands of years, the bells that once signified war and danger in the memory of the citizens of Heavenly Wind slowly faded with the passage of time.

However, at this moment,

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The incessant bell tolls rang out.

Inside the City Lord's Mansion, representatives from nearby Sects and officials from Great Qin, including the City Lord of Heavenly Wind, Feng Xinglie, gathered together, each with solemn expressions.

Above Heavenly Wind City, the City-Protection Array swayed with dense ripples under the spells of the demon army outside, and the seemingly impregnable barrier began to quiver slightly.

Feng Xinglie's hair was flecked with white, and his demeanor a bit anxious.

He was of advancing age, looking forward to retirement, and no longer possessing the potential to break through to the Dao Mastery Realm. That's why he leveraged his previous connections to spend his remaining years in Heavenly Wind City.

But in less than three years, he found himself caught up in a demonic calamity—the likes of which only recounted in history books.

Such a turn of events almost brought him to tears.

"Nearby Heavenly Wind City, over a dozen towns have lost contact, countless residents are homeless, being hunted by Demonkin and Ferocious Beasts."

"Just an hour away from Heavenly Wind City, the supporting Qifeng City sent its last call for help... Now, there's complete silence."

"The midsize and small Sects near Heavenly Wind, like the Water Virtue Sect and the Fire Movement Sect, couldn't evacuate in time from the demon onslaught... They have perished."

"..."

News came in droves like snowflakes, yet not a single piece of good news.

"Lady Feng, when exactly will Great Qin's reinforcements arrive? The Demon Army is mighty, and by the looks of it, I'm afraid Heavenly Wind City won't survive the night!" a woman clad in Sect garb couldn't help but ask anxiously.