The curtain of darkness was like night, devoid of sunlight.

Layer upon layer of deep darkness swallowed the Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals of the Bridge-Claiming Army, inciting them to turn against their own comrades.

Wind Moon Tiger was one of the Demon Generals in the Bridge-Claiming Army.

At this moment, he discovered in horror that his body did not heed his call. Especially his hands, which were actually clutching a red-tasseled spear, its spearhead pointed at his younger brother, Wind Moon Leopard.

"No! NO!" Wind Moon Tiger cried out in terror.

Yet the movements of his hands did not slow, still thrusting toward his younger brother, Wind Moon Leopard, who stood before him.

Wind Moon Leopard, puzzled, turned back in confusion.

SCHRRRIP—

The red-tasseled spear easily penetrated the dark-colored battle armor, piercing Wind Moon Leopard’s heart.

Wind Moon Leopard’s mouth fell slightly open, looking at his brother with bewilderment. Until the moment his life faded away, he had no idea what had happened.

His brother, who was always the least willing to see him suffer...

"SOB... SOB... SOB..."

Two lines of blood tears streamed down Wind Moon Tiger’s face.

Under the influence of a strange force, he tightened his grip and shook the red-tasseled spear, instantly causing his brother’s mutilated remains to disintegrate into a bloody pulp.

He was like a humanoid puppet, manipulated by a strange force to strike down his own clan members.

This was not an isolated incident. Similar scenes of comrades slaughtering each other played out in various parts of the Bridge-Claiming Army.

The tide of battle had already irreversibly turned, and the power of the "See Me Causing Division" Divine Power had far exceeded Hong Yuan’s imagination!

This moment fully showcased the terrifying aspects of Slave Tao.

Enslaving objects, beasts, humans, the very heavens...

「By the Dragon Transformation Pool in the Dragon God Sacred Land」

Many Demon Saints watched the aftermath of the "See Me Causing Division" Divine Power and couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

"This, could this be an Earth-class Slave Tao Divine Power!?" Mad Bull Demon Saint exclaimed, his brass bell-like eyes wide.

A sixth-rank Demon Saint corresponded to Human-class Holy Artifacts and Divine Powers, while a seventh-rank Demon Saint corresponded to Earth-class.

Originally, Hong Yuan’s consecutive use of several Divine Powers had made these Demon Saints quite restless. They began to think that Hong Yuan possessed the power of a Demon Saint.

And now, the appearance of this seemingly Earth-class Slave Tao Divine Power completely confirmed that Hong Yuan indeed possessed the power of a Demon Saint!

"No, it’s not an Earth-class Divine Power. Xuan Guangqiao’s body definitely doesn’t have ten thousand Tao Marks."

"Since ancient times, enslaving souls has been an inseparable concept. This Slave Tao Divine Power is only so powerful because of Xuan Guangqiao’s profound Soul Foundation," the Blue Fox Great Saint quickly interjected, yet his heart remained unsettled.

The Blue Fox Great Saint, who could open a gambling house in the Dragon God Sacred Land, was naturally widely experienced and knew many secrets.

The Ancient Emperors in the Demon Realm usually had tens of thousands of Tao Marks of their main cultivation path.

This junior before them possessed such qualifications. With a push, he might break through the limits and reach the level of a hundred thousand Tao Marks.

Xuan Guangqiao, truly a terrifying junior. It seems that the so-called Demon of the current calamity referred to by those old immortals must be him.

Almost unanimously, the Demon Saints reached this conclusion, gazing deeply at Hong Yuan’s Demonic Body.

...

[Life Span +3,000]

[Life Span +3,000]

[Talent +1]

[Blood Tao +100]

[...]

On the proficiency panel, data records leaped rapidly, refreshing one entry after another.

Hong Yuan’s lips curved slightly upwards, his heart filled with a hint of joy.

Fortunate that I had prepared the Sub-banner of the Flood Gathering War Banner in advance; otherwise, so much Demon Beast Essence would have been wasted.

In the Gale Sea Area, the Demons participating in this war numbered at least a hundred million.

And at this moment, most of them had turned into nourishment for Hong Yuan’s growth.

BUZZ! BUZZ—

In Hong Yuan’s body, new red Blood Tao Marks slowly appeared, one after another, their number at one point even surpassing that of the Ice Tao Marks.

The Flood Gathering War Banner also turned from sky blue to a dark red due to the dense blood energy, appearing extremely demonic.

Over eight thousand Tao Marks now...

Hong Yuan gripped the Flood Gathering War Banner, instantly calculating the number of his Tao Marks.

However, these eight thousand-plus Tao Marks were composed of marks from multiple cultivation paths, making it difficult for Hong Yuan to utilize all of them at once.

Sometimes they would even negate each other, causing conflicts.

Under numerous constraints, the power displayed by these eight thousand-plus chaotic Tao Marks was even less than that of a single Power Tao path with over five thousand marks.

The conflict of Tao Marks was an eternal problem that many Great Emperors could not solve. One could only major in one path while supplementing with another.

But Hong Yuan was open to all comers, taking them all in.

At this moment, Hong Yuan encountered the perennial problem of conflicting Tao Marks.

The conflict of Tao Marks... I’ll ponder this issue later. The immediate priority is to annihilate the enemy forces.

BOOM!

Hong Yuan stepped forward into the void, an Azure Lotus rising behind him, his hand gripping the war banner as he marched on.

Everywhere he went, a blood mist formed, and screams echoed continuously.

Liu Hongde, seeing the Killing God-like Hong Yuan charging at him, his complexion drastically changed. He hurriedly led the few hundred Mad Bull elite soldiers he had just gathered to form a battle array in defense.

A Purple Thunder Banner Bull emerged from the battle array out of thin air, surrounded by serpentine lightning, carrying a majesty as if it were divine punishment upon mortals, exceedingly terrifying.

Hong Yuan’s expression did not change; with a swing of his hand, the dark-red battle banner thrust forward, stirring up boundless violent winds.

With a single collision, the Purple Thunder Banner Bull was impaled, its head grabbed and eyes gouged out, before it turned to dust.

PFFT!

Liu Hongde spat out a mouthful of heart blood, his complexion pale as paper, his breath feeble.

His Mad Bull elite soldiers fared no better, all turning into puddles of blood, dissipating from the world.

"Your strength... you were still hiding some of it—" Liu Hongde thought in horror, his words cut short.

Before he could finish, Hong Yuan no longer paid him any attention.

With a sweep of the battle banner, Hong Yuan struck him down like a dead dog, incapable of any further action.

A barrier of violent bloody energy suddenly rose around Liu Hongde, protecting him and preventing him from dying in the chaotic battle.

Demon Saint’s methods...

Hong Yuan glanced sideways at the sky, holding the war banner, his body transforming into frost lightning as he rushed straight at the other two Tao Species.

The chaotic battlefield was filled with Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals blinded by rage.

One after another, Sea Area Monarchs caught in the crossfire found themselves in dire situations. In the end, they could only rely on their Demon Saint backers to barely cling to life, surviving with difficulty.

Amidst the flames of war, two forces were rapidly retreating, intending to exit the Gale battlefield.

One was the Wolf Devouring Army led by the Tao Species Lang Fanyun; the other was the Overlord Pig Army led by the Tao Species Zhu Jiushi.

"Great King, Xuan Guangqiao is coming!!!" Bei Buzi shrieked in terror.

Before the battle for the Ten Thousand Domains began, Bei Buzi, a Wisdom Tao Great Demon, had very little regard for Hong Yuan, believing him to be nothing more than a straw king, a forerunner for a true sovereign.

However, Hong Yuan repeatedly proved him wrong with his strength, causing Bei Buzi’s face to swell.

Therefore, upon seeing Hong Yuan take action, Bei Buzi was extremely afraid.

DRIP. DRIP...

The sound of water droplets falling; a foul smell of urine emanated from below him.

"Hmm?" Lang Fanyun frowned and glanced at his military advisor. "If that’s the case, then have all units advance towards Zhu Jiushi’s direction."

Hong Yuan’s speed was too astonishing, leaving a deep impression on Lang Fanyun. If they continued to flee separately, he feared none of them would likely escape. Joining forces to resist, perhaps there was a sliver of hope.

Zhu Jiushi was indeed Lang Fanyun’s lifelong friend; as soon as he spotted Hong Yuan’s movement, he also rushed towards Lang Fanyun.

By the time Hong Yuan charged to the forefront, they had already united.

Two Tao Species, two super armies.

Anyone who saw this lineup would be shocked, but Hong Yuan merely let out a cold laugh and waved his battle banner.

"A rabble!"

With a long howl, he charged forward.

The attack was so ferocious that mountains crumbled and the sky darkened.

The so-called super armies not only failed to support the two Tao Species but became tools in Hong Yuan’s hands, allowing him to unleash his full might.

Had it not been for these two super armies, Hong Yuan would not have dared to exert too much force. Otherwise, killing the two Tao Species would leave him with a hard explanation for the group of Demon Saints.

"HEH... HEH..." Zhu Jiushi gasped for breath greedily.

He took a deep look at his friend Lang Fanyun, who, sensing something, looked up and met his gaze, then suddenly widened his eyes.

"Youngster, do not be arrogant!!!"

Zhu Jiushi bellowed in anger, his body swelling as he revealed the Ancient Overlord Pig’s True Body, charging recklessly towards Hong Yuan like a juggernaut barreling towards mortals.

In the wake of his passage, the void shattered like broken mirrors.

Lang Fanyun felt a twinge of pain in his heart but was left with no choice but to make his escape, darting into the clouds, leaving alone.

It’s rumored that the two Demons have an irreconcilable feud, sworn enemies to the core. Yet, looking at them now, they seem more like friends willing to die for each other. Hong Yuan’s eyes were slightly closed.

With a thrust of the banner, Zhu Jiushi stood still in mid-air, the light in his eyes fading significantly.

SMACK—

Hong Yuan flicked him aside and pursued Lang Fanyun.

But moments later, an unusual disturbance broke out within the Bridge-Claiming Army, forcing Hong Yuan to return to the Gale Sea Area to deal with the aftermath.