The sky was overcast, shrouded in layers of dark clouds, like a heavy stone pressing down on people's hearts.
The demon and monster races stood clearly demarcated on the open plain, all watching the black figure on the high platform.
Tian Mo took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. After feeling his emotions had calmed, he took a three-legged incense burner from his storage space and placed it on the table.
Then, he took out a stick of incense from his sleeve.
The long incense stick was entirely black, and as it swayed, one could vaguely see peculiar patterns covering its surface.
Tian Mo continuously twirled the top of the incense stick between his fingers.
Before long, small points of light ignited above the incense.
Faint wisps of smoke curled upwards, gradually ascending into the clouds.
Tian Mo devoutly looked up at the sky, his palms sweating slightly.
Finally, this day had arrived.
The incense continued to burn, the smoke unabated, and the dark clouds in the sky grew denser, with the faint rumbling of thunder.
Man Niu flicked its tail impatiently.
It felt an indescribable discomfort.
And it wasn't just it.
Behind it, a commotion would erupt from time to time.
If not for the presence of two great demons guarding the area, some of the demon race would have already left.
Ba Wei Bai Hu Zhi Duo remained silent, quietly observing everything before him. An unbelievable guess was taking shape in his mind, but it was so astonishing that he could not bring himself to believe it.
Thus, he became even more taciturn.
Time ticked by, and the previously restless demonic beasts, at some unknown point, ceased their movements. The vast space became terrifyingly quiet.
Rumble—
Thunder roared.
The air grew damper, and a light mist drifted down.
Boom!
Another loud sound.
The world's colors changed.
Raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky onto the bodies of the demon and monster races, causing them to tremble simultaneously, unable to distinguish if it was pain or fear.
Then, a powerful pressure descended abruptly.
Countless demons and monsters were forced to their knees under the pressure, with booming sounds echoing within their bodies.
Di Mo also knelt on the ground, unable to conceal his astonishment. "Could it be..."
He gritted his teeth, exerting all his strength to maintain an upward gaze. What he saw then was a scene that filled him with extreme terror.
In the boundless darkness, a spectral figure slowly emerged.
The person had handsome features and an elegant demeanor, with rays of light flashing with every movement, as if a deity.
"Demon King... Lord..."
A faint whisper escaped Di Mo's lips, but he was shouting wildly in his heart.
The Demon King!
It was actually the Demon King!
So, Tian Mo's final move was to summon the Demon King who had already ascended to the upper realm!
No wonder Tian Mo remained ambitious and appeared to have victory secured, even after suffering successive setbacks.
As Di Mo was shocked, a bitter taste spread through his mouth.
He had always wanted to replace Tian Mo, become the leader of the Eighteen Demon Lords, and even become the new Demon King.
He now realized how laughable his ambition was.
Tian Mo was the Demon King's representative on the Kyushu Continent, and he could never defeat him.
He could only feel fortunate that he had not yet accumulated enough strength to completely break ties with Tian Mo.
"Welcome the Demon King's descent!"
Tian Mo gazed at the figure in the sky with fervent eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably.
The Kyushu Continent would ultimately belong to the demon race!
The Demon King looked down at all beings, his gaze landing on Tian Mo's kneeling form. "Tian Mo, you have done well."
Tian Mo's expression was excited, and he said respectfully, "I dare not forget the Demon King's teachings."
The Demon King nodded faintly. "Then are you willing to dedicate your all to the demon race?"
"I am willing!" Tian Mo replied without hesitation.
"Very good, the demon race will not forget your achievements."
Upon hearing this, Tian Mo's eyelids twitched, and a sense of foreboding arose.
He hesitated, about to speak, when a pulling force struck him. His body was uncontrollably pulled upwards.
Tian Mo's eyes widened. "Lord Demon King, I... Ah! Ahhh!!!"
Hearing the screams from the sky, Di Mo pressed his body even lower, his pupils filled with panic.
Ba Wei Bai Hu's body suddenly tensed, the soft fur on its tail bristling like steel needles. Regret washed over it like a tidal wave, threatening to consume it.
If it had known this would happen, it would never have agreed to join forces with the demon race in the first place. This was akin to seeking aid from a tiger.
Now, they had a common enemy with the demon race, and could still cooperate. Once the human race disappeared from this continent, they would be next.
The Demon King would not leave any hidden threats behind for the demon race.
Ba Wei Bai Hu closed its eyes in despair.
After a while, the Demon King, having absorbed all of Tian Mo's memories, descended to the high platform, retracted his pressure, and said coldly, "Demon and monster races, heed my command! Depart immediately and spill blood across Kyushu."
"Yes!"
At this point, both the demon and monster races understood what had just happened.
Tian Mo was dead. Now, the Demon King from the upper realm occupied Tian Mo's body.
This realization left them with no will to resist.
Conversely, the confidence they had lost after being scattered by the human race was gradually returning.
With the Demon King present, this battle was sure to be won.
The Demon King watched as the vast armies of the demon and monster races marched forward, a strange smile appearing on his face.
However, the smile quickly vanished, and he frowned slightly.
As an cultivator from the upper realm, coming to this place required significant cost, one part of which was the repulsive force exerted upon his body by this world.
Even though he temporarily occupied Tian Mo's body, he could still feel the ubiquitous repulsive force.
Moreover, this repulsive force would gradually increase with time until it completely expelled him from this world.
Therefore, he had to hurry and end everything before he left.
"This continent should belong to the demon race..."
At the same moment.
Within the ice mountains of Shenzhou's Lan Han Lake, a crystal ice sculpture stood.
Crackling—
Suddenly, fine cracks appeared on the ice sculpture.
Crackle.
Ice chips fell.
Bai Shan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
He looked towards Shenzhou, his gaze carrying a hint of understanding.
The inheritance had spoken correctly. The passage to the Kyushu Continent had indeed been opened, the Demon King had descended, and the crisis for the monster race had begun to show.
Bai Shan clenched his fist tightly, a surge of power flowing through his body.
He sighed softly.
"What a pity..."
What a pity that the person he most wanted to see was not here.
In fact, after today, they would be mortal enemies.
Bai Shan lowered his eyelids, concealing the complex emotions in his eyes. He composed himself and, following the teachings in the inheritance, chanted a mantra, his fingers moving rapidly across the ice surface.
The spiritual energy within him was rapidly drawn out. His complexion, once like white jade, became even more radiant, his eyes increasingly bright.
His fingers, due to constant friction, bled, and a red array gradually took shape.
When Bai Shan made the final stroke, a formidable power erupted instantly.
Caught off guard, his body was flung outwards.
The ice mountain vibrated violently, cracking open with countless fissures, and large chunks of ice fell.
Boom boom—
After a deafening roar, the ice mountain disintegrated.
On Lan Han Lake, silence reigned.