"How is this possible?"
Seeing the black bear split in two by a single sword strike from Ian Song, not only the hundred-thousand-strong elite demon army but even the two remaining Tribulation demon kings were stunned.
As for the dozens of Fusion-realm demons, they all shuddered collectively. Luckily, the three Tribulation kings had stepped up; otherwise, even if they all attacked together, they'd just be throwing their lives away!
"Now it's your turn!"
Ian Song's gaze shifted to the giant serpent and the ghost-faced spider, the two remaining Tribulation demon kings. As for killing the black bear with one strike, he didn't show any particular reaction—like it wasn't even worth mentioning.
Targeted by Ian Song, both demon kings felt a sudden panic in their hearts.
The next moment, the ghost-faced spider suddenly bared two rows of jagged teeth: "Human, who are you? Why have you come to invade our Demon Race?"
Ian Song, who had intended to keep fighting, paused at the question. He asked in a deep voice, "Tell me—who leaked my whereabouts?"
"Why should we tell you?" The giant serpent sneered.
"If you don't tell me, I'll kill you both!" Ian's eyes grew cold, and he raised the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword in his hand. Even that tiny motion made both demon kings extra wary.
The giant serpent growled, "Human, don't get cocky. This is Demon territory!"
"Talk too much, die!"
Before the words were even finished, Ian Song stepped forward.
"Splat!"
A shadow flickered; Ian Song appeared from inside the serpent's skull. The serpent's head was now a mess of pulp, its Primordial Spirit shredded to pieces.
"You—!"
Seeing this, the ghost-faced spider was utterly terrified and instinctively backed away.
"Let me ask you again—who leaked my whereabouts? Don't test my patience!" Ian Song fixed his gaze on the ghost-faced spider.
Faced with Ian Song's interrogation, the ghost-faced spider didn't dare hide anything: "We have agents planted in the army on the other side of the tunnel. The agent reported that a powerful human expert was sneaking in with suspicious intent!"
Hearing this, Ian Song sneered inwardly. Now he could be completely sure—the so-called rescue was just a plot targeting him.
"Silver Fox, you've really let me down!"
Shaking his head slightly, Ian Song asked the ghost-faced spider again, "Are you from the Chilong Kingdom or the Underworld Phoenix Kingdom?"
Since he'd already surrendered, the ghost-faced spider saw no need to put on airs. "Sir, we belong to neither the Chilong Kingdom nor the Underworld Phoenix Kingdom."
"Oh? Isn't the Ten-Yao Continent supposed to be ruled by Chilong and Underworld Phoenix?" Ian was a bit confused.
The ghost-faced spider explained, "Sir, you may not know—our Ten-Yao Army is an independent force. No matter who rules the Ten-Yao Continent, they never interfere in our affairs, and we never meddle in their wars. Our only mission is to guard the passage and prevent human invasion!"
"So that's how it is!"
Ian Song looked enlightened. "So what's the situation on the Ten-Yao Continent now?"
The ghost-faced spider continued, "Sir, recently the Chilong Kingdom crushed the Underworld Phoenix Kingdom in battle. Now, the Underworld Phoenix Kingdom has lost more than ninety percent of its territory—less than a tenth remains. It won't be long before the Chilong Kingdom swallows it completely!"
"Since you're at least sensible, I'll spare you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ian Song vanished in a flash of light.
Seeing that Ian Song had finally left, the ghost-faced spider let out a long, relieved breath—he'd managed to keep his life.
"Sir, should we report this to the Chilong Kingdom's ruler?" A late-stage Fusion demon cultivator stepped forward and asked cautiously.
"No need!"
The ghost-faced spider returned to human form and waved his hand. "That human may be strong, but he's not enough to threaten the Chilong Kingdom. It's just... our Ten-Yao Army has fallen so far. Otherwise, we wouldn't be in this mess..."
At this, the ghost-faced spider's face grew despondent. Back at their peak, the Ten-Yao Army had several Demon Immortals and dozens of Tribulation demon generals.
Now? Not a single Demon Immortal left, only three Tribulation generals holding the line. And now two more had just been killed—he'd be struggling alone from now on.
"Whoosh!"
With a flicker, Ian Song landed atop a small mountain, holding an ancient map—a human-drawn terrain map of the Ten-Yao Continent.
Using the map, Ian Song confirmed his current position.
The Ten-Yao Continent is only one-third the size of the Southsky Continent and is divided into five demon domains: Azure Dragon Demon Domain, White Tiger Demon Domain, Black Tortoise Demon Domain, Vermilion Bird Demon Domain, and Ten-Yao Demon Domain.
Each demon domain is further divided into various demon cities.
The Chilong Kingdom's capital is set in the Azure Dragon Demon Domain, while the Underworld Phoenix Kingdom's capital is located in the Ten-Yao Demon Domain.
Right now, he was in the White Tiger Demon Domain. According to the map, there was a demon city twenty thousand li ahead—Victor Wu, Silver Fox Princess's second brother, had been captured in that city.
Putting away the map, Ian Song slowly scanned his surroundings. The place felt desolate and run-down.
The ambient spiritual energy here was extremely thin—barely a tenth of what you'd find in the Southsky Continent. No wonder the demon race always wants to invade Southsky.
Thin spiritual energy means scarce cultivation resources.
It's just like the main world—the spiritual energy there is so thin that the strongest experts are only late Foundation Establishment.
No wonder the demon race wants to seize the Southsky Continent.
If they don't invade, the human race will eventually leave them behind. When that day comes, it might be humans invading them instead.
After all, demon cores, bones, blood, and flesh are all extremely valuable to cultivators. If the demon race falls too far behind, humans will have every reason to attack them.
Of course, even though Ian Song understood the demons' plight, he couldn't pity them—after all, he was human too.
With a flicker, Ian Song vanished from the mountaintop.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of a demon city twenty thousand li away.
Compared to human cities, demon cities were much more primitive. The gate guards were demon soldiers who hadn't fully transformed—some still had animal features.
The sudden appearance of Ian Song stunned the demon soldiers. Then, awe filled their faces.
Since he'd hidden his aura, the demon soldiers only saw him as a high-level transformed demon—maybe even a Fusion-stage demon.
Among demons, the law of the jungle rules—strength is everything. So when Ian Song strode right into the city, the guards didn't dare make a sound.
As soon as he entered, Ian Song unleashed his Primordial Spirit, covering part of the demon city.
Compared to human cities, demon architecture was a chaotic mess—buildings of all shapes and sizes. What surprised him even more was that, within his Primordial Spirit's range, the strongest demon cultivators were only at the Nascent Soul stage, and they were few and far between.
With a thought, he quickly scanned the entire demon city, and found only one early Soul Split demon cultivator.
In a demon city with over a hundred million inhabitants, there was only one Soul Split expert? The demon race was really lacking in power.