This journey to the north was undertaken by Su Luo alone, while the New Heavenly Demon Sect continued to strengthen its combat power, with no need to venture out.
If the New Heavenly Demon Sect lacked sufficient strength, how could they speak of restoring the glory of the Heavenly Demons?
They would wait—until one day, the Heavenly Demon Sect would once again command the attention of the major sects.
At the same time, all the demonic beasts of the cultivation world began to stir, charging wildly toward the north.
Ordinary beasts would run for a while before gradually calming down and returning to their homes.
But the demonic beast army was different—they pressed on relentlessly toward the north.
No matter what, the bloodline of the Demon God was their faith.
Its emergence was like a call to them, compelling them to march forward even at the cost of their lives.
This movement naturally drew widespread attention across the cultivation world.
Though the demonic beast armies in both the South Continent and the North Continent were not particularly large compared to the desolate wilderness, they still represented a significant force.
Moreover, the demonic beast army was unwaveringly advancing in a single direction. Some charged directly into sect territories, only to be slain. Others crashed into cities...
In short, the synchronized northern march of the demonic beast army caused considerable damage wherever they passed.
Di Haoran of the Emperor Heaven Sect remarked, "Something has happened in the desolate wilderness. The Beast Lord—has he awakened the bloodline of the Demon God?"
The Sect Master of the Seven Stars Sword Sect said, "The heavens are changing, and it doesn’t bode well."
The Ancestor of the Celestial Radiance Sect observed, "A powerful figure has emerged among the demonic beast army..."
Powerful figures across the land turned their gazes northward, each voicing their thoughts.
The demonic path had long declined, leaving few to speak up—except for the Earthly Fiend Sect.
The Right Envoy mused, "It seems the world is descending into chaos."
The West Extreme Demon Lord asked, "So then, what action should we take?"
"Patience. Our strength is still insufficient."
Recently, the righteous path had been suppressing the demonic path relentlessly. Unable to locate the New Heavenly Demon Sect, they had begun targeting the Earthly Fiend Sect instead.
How infuriating.
The Right Envoy was furious but dared not act out.
If even the Heavenly Demon Sect had failed in the past, what right did the Earthly Fiend Sect have to step forward now?
The West Extreme Demon Lord was speechless. It was clear to him that the Right Envoy lacked any grand ambition, always hesitating and second-guessing.
"Biding our time?" He scoffed internally.
Aloud, he said, "I’ve heard Su Luo has established a new Heavenly Demon Sect. What do you think?"
"Su Luo? Hah! What level of cultivation does he even have? He won’t hold the name of the Heavenly Demon Sect for long."
The Right Envoy recalled who Su Luo was—though his cultivation had advanced quickly, he was still too young, and his strength had only reached the Hollow Void stage.
The New Heavenly Demon Sect didn’t even have a Mahayana cultivator. They were just making a small fuss.
The West Extreme Demon Lord was once again left speechless.
At least Su Luo had courage—far more than the Right Envoy, it seemed.
Of course, he couldn’t say that outright.
Instead, he suggested, "True. Should we invite him to join our Earthly Fiend Sect?"
"No need. Let them draw the righteous path’s attention while we develop in secret."
Before the Right Envoy could finish, he produced a portrait.
"We should focus on Lin Xuan. I suspect he will be the greatest obstacle to our Earthly Fiend Sect’s rise."
"Agreed."
In matters of decision-making, the West Extreme Demon Lord usually deferred to the Right Envoy. Moreover, having recently assassinated a high-ranking member of the Earthly Fiend Sect, he felt obliged to compensate by listening more to the Right Envoy’s counsel.
Meanwhile, in the desolate wilderness...
The Beast Lord slowly emerged from the darkness, each step leaving deep imprints in the ground.
Fresh from his breakthrough, he had yet to fully control his immense new power.
Standing three meters tall, his body was a mass of powerful muscles, crowned with the head of a black tiger adorned with white whiskers.
Upon his forehead was the unmistakable character for "Beast."
His secluded cultivation had succeeded.
His cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the Mahayana stage, and he had awakened the ancient bloodline of the Demon God, elevating his power in every aspect.
Moreover, he had mastered many of the ancient Demon God’s divine arts and supernatural abilities.
In short, he was far stronger than before.
The Grand Priest had long been waiting in reverence, his heart brimming with excitement.
After so many years, someone had finally awakened the bloodline of the Demon God. This time, the Beast Lord would surely lead the demonic beast army out of the desolate wilderness.
Generals Qingyi and Chilin were also present, sharing the Grand Priest’s joy.
Accompanying them were three of the Beast Lord’s personal guards, each formidable in their own right.
"Congratulations, Beast Lord." The Grand Priest tried to maintain his usual solemn demeanor—after all, as the Grand Priest, he was expected to exude confidence and mystery.
But he couldn’t suppress the grin spreading across his face.
The Beast Lord nodded.
"Awakening the Demon God’s bloodline was indeed unexpected. But with this power, we can now annihilate humanity."
As he spoke, the Beast Lord unleashed a crushing wave of oppressive aura to emphasize his ambition.
The surrounding demonic beasts trembled—not in fear, but in exhilaration.
The stronger the Beast Lord, the closer they were to victory.
After retracting his aura, the Beast Lord began refining his control over his newfound strength, gradually adapting to it.
Truthfully, the Beast Lord wasn’t entirely confident in humanity’s destruction—but as their leader, he had to speak with conviction.
Witnessing his confidence, the Grand Priest and the others couldn’t help but exclaim, "Long live the Beast Lord!"
"Enough. Tell me, what has humanity been up to lately?"
The Beast Lord’s last knowledge of human affairs was the demonic beast army’s defeat at the Northern Heaven Gate.
After that, he had entered seclusion.
"They’re tearing each other apart. The demonic path has declined, and humanity’s overall strength appears to have diminished significantly."
The Grand Priest was aware that several experts of the Heavenly Demon Sect had fallen, countless demonic cultivators had perished, and even the righteous path had suffered losses.
To the demonic beast army, it didn’t matter whether their enemies were righteous or demonic—all humans were foes.
"So, the time is ripe for us?"
The Beast Lord felt as though the heavens themselves were aiding him—everything had aligned perfectly.
"Yes. I believe the moment has arrived." The Grand Priest still had some reservations, but in his excitement, he momentarily cast them aside.
The bloodline of the Demon God—such immense power! Surely, they could succeed.
The thought alone reignited his fervor.
"Prepare. The time has come for our demonic beast army to leave this desolate wilderness behind."
The Beast Lord’s declaration was filled with dominance.
"As you command."
Just as the Grand Priest and the others turned to leave, the Beast Lord called out, "Generals Qingyi and Chilin, stay. I will elevate your strength further."
"Our gratitude, Beast Lord."
Having awakened the Demon God’s bloodline, the Beast Lord now possessed methods to enhance the cultivation of his subordinates.
For the battles ahead, the demonic beast army needed to grow even stronger.
Despite his bold words, the Beast Lord did not underestimate humanity.
Meanwhile, Su Luo, having settled affairs in the New Heavenly Demon Sect, set out northward with Little Yu and Jiang Ningshu.
With the demonic beast army looming as a threat and the demonic path—bolstered by Su Luo’s inheritance of the Demon God’s legacy—posing a potential danger given enough time, the righteous path also faced challenges.
But the righteous path had its own trump card.
The inheritance of the Immortals.
And the location of this inheritance?
The desolate wilderness.
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