"Damn it..." When the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor saw the likes of the Undying Lord and others appear, his heart began to sink. As one of the pinnacle existences of the Extraterritorial Evil Race, he had long since gained a comprehensive understanding of the peak Sovereigns in the Great Thousand World. So he instantly recognized who these individuals were. These people—all of them—had reached the Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign level, with several even approaching the later stages. This kind of lineup was no weaker than the Ten Thousand Demon Hall itself.
If he had been at full strength and Xiao Yan hadn't been present, he might still have had the confidence to deal with these powerhouses. But now, his injuries had yet to recover. Even without Xiao Yan intervening, defeating them would be difficult. And knowing Xiao Yan, there was no way that guy would just sit by and watch.
In fact, the Extraterritorial Evil Race had once planted a hidden card in the Great Thousand World, intended to assist the Heavenly Evil God's unsealing. That card was the Heart Demon Seed buried within Qin Tian. If activated at the right moment, it could have helped relieve their pressure. Unfortunately, the only one who could activate it—the Clan Leader of the Heart Demon Clan—was precisely the same Heavenly Demon Emperor who had been effortlessly slain earlier by Xiao Yan. And with his death, that plan was completely scrapped.
In contrast to the grim expressions of the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor and his kin, those emerging from the spatial rift—like the Azure-Robed Sword Saint—were filled with excitement. They could feel the weakened state of these Heavenly Demon Emperors. Now was the perfect opportunity to strike. So even without Xiao Yan giving the order, they charged without hesitation, going full force against the demonic leaders.
The Azure-Robed Sword Saint and the others held nothing back. After all, they were deep in enemy territory—the very heart of the Extraterritorial Evil Race. If they dragged this battle out, it was highly likely that other evil clans would soon swarm in support. That would complicate things tremendously. So their best option was to end it as quickly and decisively as possible.
The Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor and his faction naturally understood this too. While they desperately tried to fend off the vicious barrage, they also fired off urgent distress signals into the void. Unfortunately for them, Xiao Yan wasn't about to give them that chance. As the Undying Lord and the others pressed their offensive, Xiao Yan moved like a phantom through the battlefield, delivering sudden and lethal strikes.
With his current strength—far beyond that of the average Heavenly Demon Emperor—his sneak attacks were almost unfair. Each time he struck, a Heavenly Demon Emperor would be either gravely wounded or instantly slain. Even the powerful Dark Heavenly Demon Emperor fell in a single exchange, gravely injured before he could mount a proper defense.
For the Great Thousand World, the greatest threat posed by the Extraterritorial Evil Race, aside from the still-sealed Heavenly Evil God, was these thirty-two clan leaders—the Heavenly Demon Emperors. But now, under Xiao Yan's overwhelming offensive, these tyrants fell one by one like crumbling mountains. Soon, only a few, including the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor, remained stubbornly resisting.
Even the Undying Lord and the others hadn't expected the battle to be so one-sided. They had anticipated a brutal war between dragons and tigers. But now, things were completely lopsided—all thanks to that black-haired youth standing at the center of it all.
Eventually, under the joint assault of the Undying Lord and the Azure-Robed Sword Saint, the heavily wounded Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor could hold on no longer. Glaring at Xiao Yan, who stood amidst the heart of the battlefield, he let out an unwilling roar.
"Xiao Yan! My Sacred Race's plan—devised and prepared over tens of thousands of years—was ruined by your hands. I am not resigned to this fate!"
But before he could say more, Xiao Yan appeared before him in a flicker. That slender hand pierced his chest with ease, and the mighty Saint Demon Flame within was forcefully extracted.
"If you're going to die, just die quietly. What's the point of wailing like that? Since you're so unwilling, let me help you out—I'll make sure you die without heart or soul. When you reach hell, don't forget to thank me."
"You... Our god... will not let you go!" The Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor gritted his teeth and glared fiercely.
"Relax. I won't let him go either." Xiao Yan smiled faintly. He knew exactly who this so-called 'god' referred to—none other than the still-sealed Heavenly Evil God. Though that being remained shackled, the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor clearly retained blind faith. But since that was the case, Xiao Yan might as well put an end to that foolish hope for him.
"It won't be long before he joins you. I don't care where you creatures come from. You provoked me, so prepare to be erased completely."
As the final word left his lips, the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor's body turned to ash and dispersed into the sky.
The remaining powerhouses of the Great Thousand World watched silently as the leader of the Extraterritorial Evil Race turned to dust in Xiao Yan's palm. For a moment, they were filled with mixed feelings. But very quickly, their awe turned into uncontainable joy.
After all, the Demon Emperors of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall were the undisputed leaders of their respective clans. With their deaths, the Extraterritorial Evil Race was now a snake without a head. The Great Thousand World could finally breathe easy.
"Everyone," Xiao Yan's voice rang out clearly, interrupting the cheers, "though the upper echelon of the Extraterritorial Evil Race has been eliminated, there's an old saying—the centipede dies but never falls completely. The remaining evil clans are still a potent threat. If a new demonic genius emerges and unites them, it will be troublesome. We must act now and wipe them out."
The mood turned serious. The Undying Lord and the others nodded solemnly. They knew Xiao Yan was right. This was a once-in-ten-thousand-years opportunity to completely eliminate the Extraterritorial Evil Race. None of them would dare squander it.
Thus, with Xiao Yan's directive, they immediately began mobilizing their armies, targeting all territories previously seized and corrupted by the evil race.
As Xiao Yan had predicted, the remnants of the Extraterritorial Evil Race still put up a fierce resistance. On even ground, the Great Thousand World's forces struggled. But without the support of the Demon Emperors—and with the Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns joining the fray—the momentum shifted. The evil race's forces fell into disarray, their occupied lands swiftly reclaimed.
But all of that no longer concerned Xiao Yan.
His role in this counteroffensive had already been pivotal. The follow-up matters were left in the hands of the Azure-Robed Sword Saint and the others. While the Endless Fire Domain had dispatched a contingent to assist, Xiao Yan himself had completely withdrawn from the battlefield.
Upon returning to the Endless Fire Domain, the first thing he did was begin refining the Saint Demon Flame.
This flame... its power was even greater than the Blazing Heaven Spirit Flame. It was a testament to the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor's mastery of fire. But now, all of that mastery and strength—was destined to become Xiao Yan's.
(End of Chapter)
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