The main world of this realm is called the Vast Sea Realm, divided into three major regions: the Northern Border, Central Continent, and Southern Demon Kingdom.

The Northern Border and Central Continent are divided by the Longjiang River, making it difficult for cultivators from both sides to communicate, living their lives without interaction.

The Southern Demon Kingdom is located at the southernmost side of the Central Continent where many demon clans have established nations and sects, raising humans, making it a forbidden human territory.

In the core heartland of the Southern Demon Kingdom, there is a vast area shrouded in black fog all year round, boundless in expanse.

Amidst this, mountains rise steeply, each one reaching into the sky, known as the greatest power of the demon clan, the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

But these mountains have strange and varied forms.

Some are sharp triangular shapes like normal mountains; some stand erect like a tall, straight pillar; some spiral upward to the sky; and others form jagged, curved lines...

At the most core areas, besides their height and black-gray color, their shapes bear no resemblance to mountains at all.

Some resemble bears spreading their arms as if to pounce, some like wicked tigers standing slightly askew, while others are like mighty rocs spreading their wings boldly.

The tallest resembles a prehistoric tyrannosaurus with its blood-red mouth wide open, filled with an aura of ferocity and evil.

Powerful, multicolored beams of light shoot rapidly into it.

Upon entering the giant mouth of the tyrannosaurus, one would find a different world inside, akin to an alien palace.

The mouth cavity of the tyrannosaurus has become the four walls of the palace, with each sharp tooth connecting the upper and lower jaws serving as supporting pillars like stone columns.

The papillae raised on the gigantic tongue have become platforms wide enough for creatures to sit, now full to capacity with demons.

All demons have shrunk to sizes not much larger than humans, whispering to each other, in animated discussions.

"Old Deer, you never like attending the gatherings. What wind has blown you here today?"

"I couldn’t not come. My grandson is still training in the Celestial Abyss. I heard a human adversary appeared there, yet it refuses to return, making me very worried..."

"I also heard the rumor—one person killing eight hundred demon generals? How could that be possible? I don’t believe it!"

These demons.

Some have deer heads and human bodies, with golden antlers that constantly emit circles of golden halos, giving off a sacred radiance;

Some appear as merely small red-haired squirrels, but with eyes that are eerily white whirlpools, likely to draw in the soul of anyone who gazes upon them;

Others are a cluster of hazy starlight without a physical body, with each starlight inside trembling violently, emitting sounds as loud as tsunamis.

To attend the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain conference, the minimum threshold is to be a Great Demon, and even among Great Demons, one must have exceptional combat power or status.

Amidst the discussions of the demons, a figure silently appeared above.

It was full of red feathers, with a head resembling a crane, a snow-white beak, and having only one leg beneath the body.

Around it, red, blue, purple, white, and black flames would occasionally float past, causing the void to tremble endlessly, with spatial cracks occasionally flashing by.

This demon looked down upon the Great Demons below with cold, emotionless eyes, making any demon it noticed look down humbly, not daring to meet its gaze.

The demon clan hierarchy has always been strict, more so than the human race regarding status and rank.

What’s more, this demon belonged to the Demon King of the Red Flame Bird clan, bearing the lineage of the ancient divine beast, Bi Fang.

In terms of strength and bloodline, it stood out among those present.

Once the Demon King of the Red Flame Bird arrived, two more figures soon appeared beside it.

One was a hunched old monkey with grayish-white fur and cloudy eyes, leaning on a wooden cane, appearing sickly.

However, it had two pink ears on each side of its head, one large and one small, looking somewhat peculiar.

The other was even stranger, appearing as merely a pure black bullhead, with no other body, its eyes tightly closed, quietly floating in midair.

Only a Demon King can stand on equal footing with a Demon King.

Clearly, the old monkey and black bullhead are also kings among demons, equivalent to a True Monarch of the human race, standing at the pinnacle of the world’s food chain.

"Almost everyone is here, so I won’t waste any more time. You should all know the purpose of this gathering today." The hollow voice of the Red Flame Bird Demon King resonated in the scene.

Seeing many Great Demons still showing perplexity.

The Red Flame Bird Demon King sent forth a beam of light, forming a massive, colorful light screen in midair, like a 4K epic film beginning to play.

In the image, a human man enveloped in red light stood suspended in the air, relying on nothing else.

In the next moment, his body began to enlarge continuously, until it matched the size of mountains, not much smaller than some of the Great Demons’ true forms on site.

Then, with each giant palm strike, he could kill dozens or hundreds of demon generals, almost flattening entire mountain ranges, an astonishing momentum...

"This one is named Red Hero, a human loose cultivator persecuting many of our clan members on the first layer of the Celestial Abyss...

He even declared that if we dared to target any human sects again, he would forbid all clansmen from entering the Celestial Abyss for three hundred years!" A bird demon under the Red Flame Bird Demon King narrated the incident swiftly along with the imagery.

For many of the demons on scene, it was their first time witnessing this image, and almost all of them widened their eyes in shock.

"So this is the human loose cultivator who arrogantly claimed to ban demons for three hundred years? His strength is indeed astonishing, almost beyond the scope of the Second Realm."

"I once witnessed a scene in an Illusion Realm where a demon clan underwent bloodline transformation nine times during the Ancient Era.

But compared to this human, it is indeed inferior. How could there be such a powerful Second Realm cultivator in this world?"

"What does he have to be arrogant about? If it were the main world, I’d kill him with a single slap!"

"In the main world, any one of us could easily kill him, but that’s the first layer of the Celestial Abyss; can you go there?

When he breaks through to the Golden Core and reaches the same realm as you, fear that a slap from him will reverse and kill you instead!"

The many Great Demons were left quite stirred witnessing Lou Yi’s actions.

Those expecting to be entertained found it hard to remain calm.

Lou Yi transformed into Red Hero, showcasing an unprecedented terrifying potential.

In the Foundation Establishment Stage, he could be termed as invincible in the same realm, perhaps even the strongest in history.

If he breaks through to the next realm, given enough time, he is bound to be invincible at the Golden Core and Great Demon Realm.

Further beyond... that’s too terrifying to think about.

The Red Flame Bird Demon King raised a wing, and all the discussions below fell silent again.

"This Human Race Loose Cultivator seems to only care about the safety of his sect, as long as we don’t intentionally target him, he won’t retaliate.

What do you think, should we agree to his demand?"

As soon as the Demon King’s words fell, the group of Great Demons below rushed to answer, but their attitude was exceptionally unanimous.

"How is that possible? Just a mere Foundation Establishment trying to threaten our entire Demon Clan!"

"Our Demon Clan does not fear sacrifice; our current status was won through battle, not by compromising!"

"This guy is too arrogant, he must be killed!"

Upon hearing the Great Demons’ responses, the Red Flame Bird Demon King satisfactorily nodded its head, then looked in another direction and asked, "Esteemed guests, what say you?"

The direction it faced was a secluded corner below.

Standing alone were four figures, each fully shrouded in black clothes emitting treasure light, and surrounded by a faint white mist concealing them.

Among the demons were many with special eyes, or those who practiced powerful eye techniques, capable of seeing through disguises, seeing through Illusion Realms, and seeing thousands of miles away.

But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t discern the true faces of these four individuals.

It was clear the other side was fully prepared, all for the sake of preserving their identity.

"Human Race?"

Some demons showed shock, although they couldn’t see through the faces, from the silhouettes and subtle leaked aura, they could tell these figures were from the Human Race.

In recent millennia, countless conferences big and small have been held on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, but this was the first time humans were invited.

After all, since ancient times, humans and demons have been irreconcilable, with deep-seated hatred, and numerous clan wars erupted.

The shock among the Demon Clan was no less than when they just saw Red Hero ’displaying divine might’.

The four silhouettes heard the Red Flame Bird Demon King’s question and bowed in unison.

One person spoke, with a voice intentionally metallic: "Respected Demon King, we humans have a saying, ’Only name and tool cannot be entrusted to others.’

The Celestial Abyss’s first layer possesses numerous Heaven and Earth Wonders, countless spiritual beings, numerous Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, which concern the path of ascension for your and our clans’ Great Demons and Golden Cores, and the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of entire clans. How can it be in the hands of an unknown entity?

Moreover, according to our estimation, this person may not belong to the Body Cultivation lineage; his identity is extremely dubious..."

However, he stopped speaking at this point, evidently unwilling to delve further.

Another person beside him also spoke: "Even if he belongs to our Human Race, his origins are unknown, neither part of the Immortal Alliance nor Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, who knows if he’ll abide by the rules.

If he suddenly harbors ill intents or goes mad, wouldn’t the elites of our two clans be in danger?

Can such the fate of the clan be entrusted to the mercy of one person?"

Upon hearing these words, the Demon Clan also nodded repeatedly.

Qi Cultivation, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul; Minor Demon, Demon General, Great Demon, Demon King are the four realms for human and demon cultivators.

Red Hero’s power is close to surpassing the Second Realm, able to control the first layer of the Celestial Abyss; the core forces of both humans and demons almost have to act according to his will.

Equivalent to having a ’nuclear weapon’ in private hands, which both Ten Thousand Demon Mountain and Immortal Alliance absolutely do not permit.

"This person must be assassinated!"

Another demon king floating in the air, the four-eared old ape, spoke with killing intent.

Don’t be fooled by its old appearance; it is the ancestral figure of God Ape Peak, one of the Mountain Masters and decision-makers of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, with an extremely noble status and strong power, having the blood of same-level experts under its claws.

After it spoke, the tone of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain conference was thoroughly set.

’Not be threatened by Red Hero, and find an opportunity to kill him.’

However, this left all the demons troubled, as the task is hard to accomplish.

"He is in the first layer of the Celestial Abyss, with Celestial Abyss Law restriction, we cannot go there, how can we kill him?

If Demon Generals are sent, even with seven or eight bloodline transformations, they are just offering themselves!"

"I don’t care, my bloodline was slaughtered by him; I must revenge!"

"Don’t worry; Ten Thousand Demon Mountain with its ten thousand years of accumulation surely can handle a Human Race Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator."

Many Great Demons thought hard but couldn’t come up with a strategy, so they all looked up at the three Demon Kings above.

"If we go to the Celestial Abyss, we will be under the gaze of the Celestial Abyss Consciousness; if anyone exceeds the layer limit, it will unhesitatingly erase them."

The Demon Kings did not speak, however, one of the human silhouettes stepped forward with a confident smile, "But the Celestial Abyss Consciousness has its limits and cannot focus all the time.

If there is someone proficient in Heavenly Mechanism Skill to obscure it, it greatly increases the chances of survival for the one going there.

The person going finds that arrogant fellow and safely retreats after a strike."

"That’s still gambling; it’s merely a difference between dying early or later." The toad Great Demon from the floating island shook its head and said, "Our cultivation is hard-earned, not to be erased by one thought of the Celestial Abyss; that would be too unjust."

"I have heard that the Demon Clan has a lineage whose ancestors originate from the Celestial Abyss, possessing a trace of the bloodline of native fierce beasts of the Celestial Abyss." The human silhouette continued, "If experts from this lineage are sent, combined with Heavenly Mechanism Skill, it should be failproof."

Upon hearing this, many Great Demons turned their heads to look in the same direction.

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