Zhang Yuhe dashed forward at high speed, annihilating multiple contingents of the Demon Clan Army in succession.

Every time he struck, it was as swift as rolling thunder and as fierce as blazing fire.

Before the Demon Clan Army could even react, he had wiped them out completely.

Thus, even after striking repeatedly, those Demon Race Great Ascension cultivators had not noticed anything amiss.

...

Yuanxing Prefecture, Ming Province.

A massive Demon Race force was marching westward in grand and mighty ranks.

Suspended above the army was a palace exuding a magnificent aura.

The palace advanced rapidly forward alongside the Demon Race force.

Inside a certain grand hall within the palace.

Mo Yuetian sat solemnly in the seat of honor.

The Twelve Demon God Guards sat quietly below.

Zhao Mingyue, cult master of the Demon God Cult, was among them.

At this moment, Zhao Mingyue felt anxious inside.

She was thoroughly baffled by Mo Yuetian's actions.

The Demon Race's strength was so formidable; why didn't they advance quickly and strike directly at the Dao Saint Sect's mountain gate?

Instead, they marched at a leisurely pace along the way, as if they were on an outing rather than waging an invasion.

She had once suggested that Demon Race Great Ascension experts lead a group of elites, detach from the main army, and launch a surprise attack directly against the Dao Saint Sect's mountain gate.

In that case, perhaps in less than half a year, there might no longer be any resistance left in the entire Yu Fantian.

However, Mo Yuetian completely dismissed her suggestion.

This left her deeply disappointed.

Zhao Mingyue did not know what Mo Yuetian was wary of. Could there still be some terrifying existence within the Dao Saint Sect?

Something making Mo Yuetian afraid to take risks,

which was why he adopted this strategy of steady advancement?

In fact, it was not only Zhao Mingyue who was puzzled by this; even the Twelve Demon God Guards

were somewhat dissatisfied with Mo Yuetian's actions.

They felt that Mo Yuetian was wasting far too much time doing this.

Did Mo Yuetian not understand the principle that delays invite unforeseen trouble?

At this moment, Wu Tian, the First Demon God Guard seated below, spoke up rather urgently.

"Palace Master, if we advance this slowly, when on earth will we reach the Dao Saint Sect? Why not let me lead a detachment to set out first and strike directly at the Dao Saint Sect?"

"Indeed, Palace Master, why don't we split up and take down the Dao Saint Sect's mountain gate first?"

"Right, as long as we breach the Dao Saint Sect's mountain gate, the entire Yu Fantian will have no power left to resist our Sacred Race."

...

After the First Demon God Guard Wu Tian spoke up, the other Demon God Guards also chimed in to urge him strongly.

Yet Mo Yuetian remained unmoved. He spoke indifferently,

"Do not think so simply of the Dao Saint Sect. As an orthodox lineage passed down by an Immortal, if it could be destroyed so easily, would it have lasted until now?"

"But Palace Master, doesn't the Dao Saint Sect have only one Great Ascension Cultivator left? How could Feng Xiaotian alone possibly withstand our assault?"

Saying this, everyone turned their gazes toward Zhao Mingyue standing at the very back.

The news that the Dao Saint Sect had only one Great Ascension left had been provided by Zhao Mingyue.

Over these past days, they had tried to verify it, and indeed the information seemed to be true.

Seeing that everyone was still stubborn, Mo Yuetian spoke slowly.

"What we want is the entire Yu Fantian, not merely defeating the Dao Saint Sect."

"Furthermore, who knows what kind of hidden measures that Immortal Founder of the Dao Saint Sect left behind in their mountain gate?"

"If we assault the mountain gate and Feng Xiaotian activates the measures left by the Immortal, are you confident you can withstand them?"

"This..."

Hearing Mo Yuetian's words, everyone fell silent.

No one dared to underestimate the means of an Immortal.

Even if it were a backup left by an Immortal a million years ago, once triggered, they would likely find it difficult to survive.

Still, did the Ancestor of the Dao Saint Sect really leave behind any hidden measures?

No one could say for sure.

Logically speaking, the probability was indeed quite high.

Just like their Demon God Palace, they could communicate directly with the Upper Realm in case of emergencies.

The Immortals in the Upper Realm could even send reinforcements down to the Lower Realm.

Of course, this would inevitably require paying a tremendous price.

Moreover, reinforcements from the Upper Realm had strict limitations.

It was rumored that at most, Great Ascension Perfection Demon Race cultivators could descend to the Lower Realm; as for Demon Gods comparable to Immortals, they could not descend to provide support.

They did not know what level of strength the Dao Saint Sect's backing in the Immortal Realm possessed,

or whether they could descend to the Lower Realm to reinforce them.

If the Dao Saint Sect's backing in the Immortal Realm could truly send reinforcements down,

a direct raid on the Dao Saint Sect's mountain gate would indeed be extremely perilous.

If the Immortal Realm sent down several Great Ascension Perfection Cultivators while they barged right in,

wouldn't they just be delivering themselves on a silver platter?

And even without reinforcements from the Upper Realm, they could not underestimate the arrangements laid down by an Immortal.

For instance, the Dao Saint Sect's mountain gate Formation was likely left behind by an Immortal back then.

Nobody knew what kind of might those Formations possessed now.

It was quite possible that it could trap all of them.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Mo Yuetian nodded in satisfaction and continued speaking.

"There is no need to rush. We will first purge the local living beings in the territory we already control, then transplant Demon Trees to convert Yu Fantian's Spiritual Qi into Demonic Qi, turning it into a Demon Domain."

"Once we transform more than half of Yu Fantian into a Demon Domain, we won't need to fear whatever tricks the Dao Saint Sect might pull."

"When that time comes, this world will be ours sooner or later."

"Palace Master is wise."

After listening to Mo Yuetian's explanation, everyone could not help but be filled with admiration.

Mo Yuetian's method seemed clumsy and slow to show results,

but it was exceptionally safe and steady.

Once they transformed the entirety of Yu Fantian into a Demon Domain, Cultivators would be unable to survive in this realm.

When that happened, even if the Dao Saint Sect's backers from the Immortal Realm descended to help, they would no longer be able to alter the situation.

However, completely converting the Spiritual Qi of an entire realm into Demonic Qi would take a very long time.

But they truly had no need to rush.

The Demon Race had a long Lifespan; even if it took ten thousand years, they could afford to wait.

Seeing the Demon Race Great Ascension experts quickly reach a consensus again, Zhao Mingyue, standing in the back, could not help but knit her delicate brows.

Yet she did not speak.

Due to the disparity in strength, and as a member of the Human Race,

she had no voice at all among the Demon Race.

Mo Yuetian kept her by his side merely to gather more intelligence.

Suddenly, Zhao Mingyue produced a mirror, formed a hand seal, and cast an incantation into it, whereupon lines of text appeared on its surface.

This was the latest information sent by cult members in Ling Province.

After examining it carefully, Zhao Mingyue hurriedly said to Mo Yuetian,

"Reporting to the Palace Master, I have just received news that the Dao Saint Sect is constructing fortresses in the Flowing Cloud Corridor of Ling Province, hoping to use them to block the advance of our Sacred Race's army."

"Hmm?"

With a wave of his hand, Mo Yuetian presented a massive map before everyone's eyes.

Looking at the map, everyone quickly located the position of the Flowing Cloud Corridor.

Observing the terrain of the Flowing Cloud Corridor, all the Demon Race members furrowed their brows.

"This place is a bit troublesome. Once the Dao Saint Sect chokes off the Flowing Cloud Corridor, we won't be able to continue advancing west."

"Is there no way to pass through the flanks?"

"Of course not. I heard of the fearsome reputations of the Shattered Moon Void and the Boundless Sea 100,000-year ago; those two places are absolute death zones. Even Immortals cannot venture deep into them, let alone us."

Mo Yuetian stared quietly at the map.

After a short while, he spoke indifferently,

"Ignore it. We will simply advance steadily. Even if the Dao Saint Sect holds the Flowing Cloud Corridor, they will only be guarding a small portion of Yu Fantian's territory."

"As long as we occupy everything east of the Flowing Cloud Corridor, most of Yu Fantian will be in our hands."

"True. As long as we convert everything east of the Flowing Cloud Corridor into a Demon Domain, the Dao Saint Sect will be reduced to desperate death throes."

Right at this moment,

Wu Tian, the First Demon God Guard, suddenly pulled out a mirror to check, and then gasped in surprise,

"Not good, several of our detachments have suddenly lost contact!"

...