BOOM BOOM BOOM~

A series of thunderous bangs rang out in the air. The Red Flame Demon Race standing beneath the Thunder Palm Seal had their bodies blown apart on the spot.

Blood mist immediately filled the air as large chunks of shattered flesh were thrown skyward, raining down heavily to the ground below.

However, it was obvious that these higher-cultivation demons had far stronger self-healing abilities.

As soon as they hit the ground, the broken corpses quickly began to glow blood-red, drawing in similar flesh nearby, attempting to resurrect themselves through fusion.

"Second, they're all yours!"

Jiang Che glanced at Fang Yuan, who was already itching to act, and gave the command.

Before making his move, Jiang Che had already considered that Second could refine these demons into Primordial Demonic Qi, so he didn't just destroy them outright with thunder. Instead, he shattered them with the Thunder Palm Seal, giving Second a chance to reap some benefits.

"Heh, thanks, Boss!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan beamed with gratitude, unable to wait as he activated the Demon Refining Array.

RUMBLE~

Instantly, the Demon Refining Stone Mill, which had just stopped, began to revolve once more. Blood light interwove with Demonic Qi as powerful suction swept across the entire Demon Valley.

Immediately, the chunks of demon flesh about to merge were dragged uncontrollably into the Demon Refining Stone Mill.

As the stone mill continued to turn, bloodcurdling screams began to echo out from the gory remains inside.

"No! No! Damn you Profound Yellow Realm natives! You'll pay for offending the Red Flame Demon Race! You'll all die horribly!"

"Aaah~ Kill us if you dare, even if you're Imperial Realm powerhouses from the Profound Yellow Realm, the Red Flame Demon Race will avenge us! When the Ancestral Demon Realm legions arrive, you'll be ripped to pieces, not even your bones will remain!"

"Ah—stop! Stop—ah..."

"..."

Jiang Che and the other two paid them no heed at all—just more demon bluster.

The spatial channel was inside Tiger King Ridge. As long as the Ancestral Demon Realm still eyed the Profound Yellow Realm, they'd never abandon Tiger King Ridge.

After all, Tiger King Ridge was the Ancestral Demon Realm's beachhead and stronghold for invading the Profound Yellow Realm.

Meaning, whether the three of them killed these demons or not, as long as they refused to cede Tiger King Ridge, they'd inevitably be enemies.

So whether it was the Red Flame Demon Race or any others, none could truly threaten Jiang Che's safety.

"Aaah—aaah—"

With time, the Demon Refining Stone Mill relentlessly ground down the Red Flame demons' flesh. When the screams finally ceased, the mill slowly came to a halt.

And floating above the Demon Refining Stone Mill were several hundred drops of Primordial Demon Liquid.

Staring at those pitch-black, faintly-bloody drops, Fang Yuan's eyes gleamed. His heart was already pounding in anticipation.

He had a strong hunch: as long as he could refine all this Primordial Demon Liquid, his cultivation would very likely break through.

"Boss, I'll trouble you both to stand guard while I refine this Primordial Demon Liquid!"

Fang Yuan forced himself to calm down. He first looked at Jiang Che and the other, speaking up.

"Go on! Refine without worries. With me here, nobody will disturb you!"

Jiang Che nodded in response.

Jiang Che was, of course, happy to see Fang Yuan's strength rise.

After all, the two of them would soon head together to the unknown Ancestral Demon Realm. Any power Fang Yuan gained would mean a bit less danger there.

Fang Yuan then flew above the Demon Refining Stone Mill, swallowed hundreds of drops of Primordial Demonic Qi, and lay prone, closing his eyes in concentration.

The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Scripture began spinning at full force, rapidly refining the liquid so that faint blood light rolled across his body.

As Fang Yuan fell ever deeper into meditation, Jiang Che turned to the bored Nangong Luo and said, "Sis, with me here, there shouldn't be any major trouble during this trip to the Ancestral Demon Realm. You'd better return to Peach Grove Valley and hold down the fort!"

"Things here won't settle quickly, and when they do, Fang Yuan and I will head straight to the Ancestral Demon Realm. We can't leave Peach Grove Valley empty. If anything happens and Tiger Vanguard comes looking, it'll get messy!"

"Fine."

Though a little reluctant, Nangong Luo finally nodded.

She was only a Peak Seventh Rank; her strength was still a bit lacking. If an Eighth Rank demon popped up in the Ancestral Demon Realm, she'd be no match. Even staying here in Demon Valley, she wouldn't be much help.

"Boss, you and Second Brother take care. If it becomes impossible, just retreat from the Ancestral Demon Realm for now."

Nangong Luo turned around, a little worried as she gave Jiang Che some last advice.

"Don't worry, Sis!"

Jiang Che chuckled and nodded.

"Then I'm off."

Nangong Luo then turned into a golden streak, shooting out of the Demon Valley toward Peach Grove Valley.

Jiang Che watched Nangong Luo's departing shadow.

RUMBLE~

Suddenly, the spatial channel below started shaking again, Demonic Qi raging and blood light erupting. It looked like more demons from the Ancestral Demon Realm were about to warp in.

Hearing this, Jiang Che glanced at Fang Yuan, still refining the Primordial Demon Liquid, before turning his icy gaze back to the spatial channel below.

The next second, dozens of figures filed out of the channel—all six- and seventh-rank demon elites.

Before these demons could even look around, a massive Thunder Palm Seal slammed down.

BOOM~

They barely had time to scream before the Thunder Palm Seal crashed down, snuffing out their lives.

As the palm seal vanished, only pieces of still-struggling flesh remained on the ground below.

Of course Jiang Che wouldn't give these guys a chance to come back. With a wave, the flesh flew aside and was suppressed by thunder.

At any sign of fusion, a flash of lightning would scatter it all over again.

After that, batch after batch of Ancestral Demon Realm demons warped over through the spatial channel, with each wave larger than the last. But most were pulverized by Jiang Che's strikes.

A few, more cunning ones, sensed the danger and darted back through the channel before Jiang Che could get them.

As time ticked by, the mound of corpses—formed from demon flesh beside the spatial channel—grew taller and wider, like a hill pressed down by thunder.

Waves of Demonic Qi started rolling outward from the corpse mountain, its bloody scent filling the Demon Valley and making Jiang Che wrinkle his nose.

The blood and flesh of these demons had a peculiar and especially pungent stench.

BUZZ BUZZ~

But just then, the spatial channel quivered again—more demons teleporting in.

Suddenly, a figure flashed out from the channel.

Jiang Che's eyes filled with killing intent—he was ready to strike.

"Hear me! Imperial Realm expert of the Profound Yellow Realm—stay your hand!"

"I am a Demon Emissary! I represent my people and wish to negotiate with you!"