The collapse of the Immortal Territory caused all the cultivators who had stayed in the Immortal Territory to panic. At this moment, they couldn't care less about what they could take away and what they couldn't. For the time being, escaping was the most important thing. Otherwise, the Immortal Territory would really become a ghost town.
At this moment, it wasn't just the Immortal Territory that was shaken. There was another secret place.
This was an independent Small World. However, the area it covered was extremely large. It was even larger than several Hades.
In this Small World, there were tall forests, mountains, rivers, and swamps. It seemed like an undeveloped world. However, the essence of the world was extremely rich. In fact, it was even close to the Immortal Territory. It could be said to be a paradise.
At this moment, on the peak of one of the mountains in this Small World, a burly man was lying down lazily and basking in the sun.
This burly man's hair was withered and yellow. However, there was a faint 'King' character on his forehead. A dignified aura radiated from him. Even some of the small beasts in the surroundings trembled in fear. They quickly distanced themselves from the mountain peak.
At this moment, a handsome middle-aged man dressed in silver armor suddenly appeared beside the burly man. However, there was a trace of evil in his eyes. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Wind-splitting Tiger King, you're still in the mood to bask in the sun at a time like this. Haven't you sensed what's going on outside?"
Regardless of whether it was the burly man basking in the sun or the handsome middle-aged man in armor, they weren't cultivators of the Jianghu. Instead, they were members of the Demon Clan that had been forced to live in seclusion since ancient times!
Back then, the Demon Clan had signed a contract with the Human Emperor. They had agreed to give the world to the Human Clan. All the Demon Clan members had entered this Small World called Dreamy Cloud Swampland to cultivate in seclusion. Over the past ten thousand years, apart from Qing Li, no one from the Demon Clan had dared to leave their seclusion. This wasn't because the Demon Clan didn't want to compete with the Human Clan. It was because they really didn't have the strength to do so.
In the past, the Demon Clan had almost been completely destroyed by the Human Sovereign. If the Human Sovereign had not been busy cleaning up those who opposed him in the Human Clan, perhaps the Demon Clan would not have existed now.
But even so, the Human Sovereign had killed less than 10% of the Demon Clan. Now, there were less than 100,000 Demon Clan in the Dreamy Cloud Swampland. Compared to the huge number of Human Clan warriors, this number was pitifully small. Perhaps the Human Clan didn't even need to do anything. After another 10,000 years, the Demon Clan would slowly die out.
The two who were speaking were also part of the 72 Daemon Monarchs in ancient times. When they became Daemon Monarchs, they weren't considered old. With the long lifespan of the Daemon Race, even after 10,000 years, they were still in their prime.
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the Wind-Splitting Tiger King replied lazily, "So what if I feel it? Our Demon Race has already decided to live in seclusion. What else do you want? Perverted Wolf King, you've been cooped up in here for ten thousand years. Could it be that you can't hold it any longer and want to go out and play with human girls? "
The Wind-Splitting Tiger King emphasized the word 'perverted'. His tone was full of ridicule.
The handsome middle-aged man's eyes flashed with anger. Powerful Demon Qi erupted from his body. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wind-Splitting Tiger King, if you dare to call me Perverted Wolf King again, don't blame me for being impolite!"
This middle-aged man was the Silver-winged Wolf King of the 72 Daemon Monarchs in ancient times. Because he had refined 108 top-grade Heavenly Weapon longswords into a pair of sword wings, he was called the Silver-winged Wolf King. Of course, there were also people who called him the Silver-winged Wolf King.
However, the Silver-winged Wolf King was a womanizer. No matter if it was the Demon Clan or the Human Clan, he wouldn't reject them. When the Demon Clan ruled the world, the Silver-winged Wolf King had tens of thousands of women. Even now, he still had more than 100 wives and concubines. Therefore, the other Daemon Monarchs gave him the nickname of Perverted Wolf King.
Seeing the Silver-winged Wolf King's angry expression, the Wind-Splitting Tiger King narrowed his eyes and said, "What? You don't like being called Perverted Wolf King? Little wolf cub, you want to spar with me? "
A trace of anger flashed in the Silver-winged Wolf King's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it because he knew that this fellow was a madman. There was no reason to reason with him.
In ancient times, the Silver-winged Wolf King was the most warlike of the Demon Clan. Now that he was trapped in the Dreamy Cloud Swampland, without the experts of the Human Clan to fight with him, he would find other Daemon Monarchs to fight every few days. When they were unwilling to fight, he would pester them endlessly. The Silver-winged Wolf King had already suffered a lot from him.
Of course, the most important thing was that the Silver-winged Wolf King couldn't defeat this fellow.
If the Silver-winged Wolf King's strength wasn't enough, he would have been killed long ago. How could he have survived until now?
Forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart, the Silver-winged Wolf King said in a low voice, "Stop fooling around. With such a huge commotion outside, I'm afraid that the so-called Immortal Domain has already begun to collapse. In the past, my Demon Clan's divine diviner, the Turtle King Luo Shui, predicted that when the sky collapses, it will be the day of the Human Clan's calamity! Isn't this the chance for my Demon Clan to reappear in the world? "
The Silver-winged Tiger King said disdainfully, "You actually believe that old bastard's nonsense? If his divination was accurate, why didn't he predict that he would be crushed to death by the Dao Ancestor's Heaven-Severing Finger? Even his turtle shell would be stripped off by the Dao Ancestor and refined into an Eight Trigrams diagram?
The real Demon Clan has long perished. What's the point of saying so much? Just obediently struggle on in the Dreamy Cloud Swampland.
I'm not trying to be disheartening, but look at the Dreamy Cloud Swampland now. There aren't even a hundred thousand of them, and they're all just small demons. In the past ten thousand years, there hasn't been a single newly ascended Daemon Monarch. With just us old geezers holding the fort, how are we going to fight against the Human Clan? "
The Silver-winged Wolf King waved his hand, "Now, my Demon Clan is indeed struggling at death's door, but do you think the Human Clan is any better?
Back then, during the incident in the Immortal Realm, the spies of our Demon Clan who were secretly left outside saw it clearly. The Human Sovereign had already brought most of the elites of the Human Clan into the Immortal Realm. Those who stayed in the lower worlds were mostly mediocre people.
Now that the Immortal Realm has collapsed, the Human Clan will definitely suffer heavy losses. This is a great calamity for the Human Clan, but it's also the Demon Clan's hope! "
The Silver-winged Tiger King raised his head and asked, "Even if the Human Sovereign is gone, do you think the Human Clan's Reaching Heaven State experts are useless? How do you expect the Demon Clan to fight against any one of them?
In the past, seven of our Demon Clan's Great Sages died at the hands of the Human Sovereign. Among the 72 Daemon Monarchs, the top ten Daemon Monarchs could barely fight against the Reaching Heaven State, but seven of them have already died. The Sacred Peacock King is nowhere to be found, and the Sky-devouring Lion King is in a deep slumber due to his severe injuries. Only the Northern Dragon King is left.
But the Dragon King isn't young anymore. Can he still fight? He hasn't left the Dreamy Cloud Swampland for ten thousand years. How can he go out and play with you?
Anyway, I don't think it's a good idea. Unless you can persuade the Old Dragon King to agree, you can go somewhere else. Don't disturb me from sunbathing! "
In the war in ancient times, the Demon Clan's strength could be said to be less than one-tenth of its original strength.
The Realm of the Demon Clan was different from that of the Warriors. Usually, there were only four levels: Small Demon, Big Demon, Demon King, and Great Sage. As for the strongest Demon Emperor, it had long been a legend.
Ordinary small demons had not yet taken human form. Like wild beasts, their strength was also uneven.
The strength of the Big Demon that had taken human form was also unpredictable. Some were not as good as the Innate Warriors, while some were comparable to the Yang Spirit. It all depended on one's race.
It was the same for the Demon King, whose strength was between the Dharma Form of Real Martial Arts and the Reaching Heaven State.
Ordinary Demon Kings were about the same as the Real Martial Arts Realm. Middle-class ones were between the Real Martial Arts and the Spirit Bridge State. The upper-class ones, like the Silver-winged Wolf King and the Wind Splitting Tiger King, were comparable to the Spirit Bridge State.
As for the top ten of the 72 Demon Kings, they were between the Spirit Bridge State and the Reaching Heaven State, and they could barely fight against the Reaching Heaven State.
The Seven Great Sages could really fight against the Reaching Heaven State of the Human Clan, but they had all fallen at the hands of the Human Sovereign.
The Silver-winged Wolf King laughed and said, "Of course, I have to ask the Old Dragon King about such a big matter before I dare to make a decision. Just now, I have persuaded the Great Golden Roc King, the Long-Armed Ape King, and the others to go with me to see the Old Dragon King. It just so happens that you can come with me. If the Old Dragon King agrees, then the Demon Clan will make a last stand. If the Old Dragon King doesn't agree, then I will naturally not mention this matter again."
The Silver-winged Tiger King thought for a while and nodded. "Well, I will go with you."
As he spoke, the Silver-winged Wolf King stepped into the air with the Silver-winged Tiger King and flew northward.
Most of the Dreamy Cloud Swampland was covered with beautiful forests and swamps. Only the northern side was a somewhat desolate mountain ridge. The ground was dry and cracked, and everywhere was earthy yellow. Only a few places had a hint of green. This was the residence of the Dragon King of the Northern Region, one of the Ten Great Demon Kings of the Demon Clan.
At the moment, there were already several figures with towering Demon Qi waiting at the foot of a mountain ridge. When they saw the Silver-winged Wolf King and the Silver-winged Tiger King, they all greeted them and walked up the mountain ridge with solemn expressions. They did not choose to fly in the air, as this was a form of respect for the Dragon King of the Northern Region.
These unruly Demon Kings respected the Dragon King of the Northern Region not only because the Dragon King of the Northern Region was powerful, but also because they had more or less been indebted to the Dragon King of the Northern Region.
Among the Demon Clan, the Dragon King of the Northern Region was definitely a qualified elder. He did not have any prejudice against the other clans. In ancient times, he had helped many weak Demon Clans.
Take the Silver-winged Tiger King for example. Although he was crazy and unruly, he truly respected the Dragon King of the Northern Region.
Because in his early years, before he was a Daemon King, he had once offended a powerful Daemon King of the Demon Race because of his warlike and crazy personality. That Daemon King had even threatened to skin him and use his tiger bones to make wine.
It could be said that if it were not for the Dragon King of the Northern Region's protection, the Silver-winged Tiger King would not have been able to escape. Therefore, even now, the Silver-winged Tiger King was grateful to the Dragon King of the Northern Region. As long as the Dragon King of the Northern Region agreed, he would definitely agree.
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