Walking out of the stone wall, a strange picture appeared in front of Ye Xiangyang.
The dark mountains continued to stretch into the distance, and the vast fields were covered with black vegetation. If there was anything different about this world, it was that it was filled with a strong aura of the Heavenly Demon.
The people working on this land are all skinny and sallow, with only skin and bones left. Even the monsters are the same, skinny and emaciated.
They worked on the flat ground below the mountains, their bodies trembling.
There were tents set up in the fields, and inside the tents sat six celestial demons, all of them golden in color, with three sides of their heads facing forward, with a total of six eyes, three noses, three mouths, and three ears. There were also bulges on the top of their heads, like straight horns, pointing straight up into the sky.
They have six arms and three legs.
They looked at the people working in the fields with grim eyes.
Suddenly, a celestial demon stretched out his hand, his arm grew hundreds of feet long, and grabbed a burly, big-boned man.
The man had no strength to resist. His arms and legs were flailing in the air, but he could only speak a few words.
The demon grabbed his neck and dragged him into the tent as if he was picking up a chicken, duck or goose.
When he got into the tent, the man was shaking all over like a sieve, with fear in his eyes. However, he no longer had any cultivation skills. In this world, he simply did not have the energy to cultivate. After thousands of years of hard work, his cultivation skills had completely degraded.
Tian Yao looked at him with excitement in his eyes, as if a gourmet saw delicious food.
He grabbed the man's wrist, his nails were like knives, and with a slight loud "puff" sound, the man's wrist was cut and blood gushed out.
The celestial demons let out a sneering laugh, as if they smelled blood, which was almost like giving them a shot of stimulant.
They held the jade cups, took one, and the demon who captured him threw it casually to the place where he had just worked, and it fell to the ground with a bang.
They laughed and poured the cup of blood into the wine, turning it into blood wine.
While drinking, they were talking about something, but Ye Xiangyang couldn't understand the language of the celestial demon.
After drinking, a celestial demon stretched out his hand and grabbed a demon woman who had a furry tail behind her butt. In front of so many people, he pushed her to the ground without any scruples.
They were having fun in public, and with so many hard-working people, no one showed any sign of pity on their faces. One could imagine that they were used to it and were not surprised by it.
Ye Xiangyang discovered that this person was absorbing the life essence of this woman...
Damn it! Ye Xiangyang's fists were clenched until they made a crackling sound. He drank human blood, abused others at will, and treated these people as slaves and lambs to be slaughtered at will. He turned this world into a world where only they, the celestial demons, could survive. How could this be tolerated
Ye Xiangyang flashed into the tent, and reached out to grab Tian Yao who was abusing the woman: "Damn it."
With a crackling sound, the demon's head was crushed into a pulp by him.
"You bastard, your conscience is seriously broken."
"You will be rewarded with death, Lord Akassa, and your soul will not be able to escape."
"We will arrest your soul and keep you from coming back alive for eternity."
The five or six Sky Demons under the tent looked at Ye Xiangyang with red eyes, threatening him. They had been here for so many years, and no one had been so bold as to dare to resist and murder their noble Sky Demon race.
Even the woman who was being raped and insulted screamed, "No, don't kill him."
"If we kill him, more than 500 of us will die."
The woman watched in horror as Ye Xiangyang's hand crushed the demon's head. The demon's golden head was completely shattered, and the golden brain matter in his head burst out.
The woman didn't care to cover her shame, her eyes were wide open, and there was only one thought in her mind: it was all over, it was really all over, the sky demon Lord Agashe was dead, and now all five hundred of us would die under the sky demon's butcher knife.
She hugged Ye Xiangyang's legs: "You, you, you killed all of us here."
There was hatred in his eyes when he looked at Ye Xiangyang.
The other five demons were about to kill Ye Xiangyang with their weapons in hand. Ye Xiangyang turned his eyes and scanned these people. They were about to kill Ye Xiangyang, but their bodies trembled and they slowly fell to the ground. In the woman's horrified expression, these five demons turned into five fat wild boars.
Hehehe, hehehe, their consciousness is still their own consciousness, but their bodies have turned into pigs.
The law of creation, this is the law of creation. In a single thought, one can transform people with lower cultivation than oneself into other species. This is the method used by masters.
The throne can deal with people of low cultivation at will, and the laws of creation can be useful to everyone under the throne.
What's more, these celestial demons were some people with the cultivation level of Xuanzong, and they were transformed into wild boars by Ye Xiangyang with just a glance.
The demon woman with a tail screamed, and the people, demons, and monsters outside who were planting crops for the sky demon in the fields came over quickly and surrounded the tent.
The demon woman then pulled up her tattered pants and told everyone everything she had seen.
When people looked at Ye Xiangyang, they did not see the feeling of seeing a savior in his eyes, but instead fear and uneasiness.
The Heavenly Demon has issued an order that anyone who dares to kill the Heavenly Demon will have his entire clan wiped out.
Although their area is relatively remote, there are still five or six hundred people here. Now one celestial demon has died and five have turned into wild boars. This is a heinous crime and must be forgiven. This is going to drag all of them into the abyss of death.
"You killed Lord Akassa, you turned them into wild boars, and insulted them. More than 500 of us will be buried with him."
"No matter how well we lived, at least we were still alive. Now, you have pushed all of us into the grave of death."
"Even if you have great abilities, can you resist the army of tens of millions of demons, can you resist the poison of the demons, can you resist the throne of the demons and the emperor of the demons?"
"You thought you were chivalrous and you thought you were helping us, but you pushed us into a death trap."
"Lord Akassa is dead. Who can revive him?"
"Resurrection? You're kidding! Even if we can be resurrected and Lord Akassa can forgive us, I'm afraid we will still lose our heads by then."
Two or three hundred people pointed at Ye Xiangyang and shouted. They had no gratitude for being rescued, no joy for being freed from oppression, but were full of hatred towards Ye Xiangyang.
Ye Xiangyang understood that this was because they had lived under the oppression of the Heavenly Demon for millions of years, and their fear of the Heavenly Demon penetrated deep into their hearts. Any oppression from the Heavenly Demon was right, and any oppression could not be resisted.
The tyranny of the Heavenly Demon is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Everyone will remain silent when facing even a weak Heavenly Demon.
Ye Xiangyang felt no anger, only sadness and pity. What did these people rely on to survive in this world? How deep was the fear hidden in their hearts
None of their flesh, blood, bodies, or souls belong to them.
The celestial demons could drink their blood, rape them, and absorb their souls without restraint, yet they would still be held responsible for the deaths of the celestial demons.
How twisted their souls have become.
This is what is left of the remains of the Eight Emperors. Maybe when they were about to occupy Xuanwu Continent, Xuanwu Continent looked like it is now. Just imagine, the countless races that fought each other fiercely on Xuanwu Continent would become slaves who were terrified at the sight of the Sky Demon. All species on Xuanwu Continent would become delicacies for the Sky Demon. What a heartbreaking scene that would be.
No wonder, over the long millions of years, the Xuanwu Continent has produced many talented people, generation after generation of heroes, regardless of race, gender, or bloodline, when facing the celestial demon, there is only one way: kill!
Every time there was a great catastrophe of the Heavenly Demon, countless races and forces in the Xuanwu Continent worked together, one after another, and spared no cost to kill the Heavenly Demon, just to prevent the Xuanwu Continent from reaching this point.
Perhaps, the situation was just as tragic in the hometown of the four sacred beasts, so they sought secret places to quietly search for their descendants.
Ye Xiangyang's face was serious. He bowed to everyone and said, "Everyone, I understand your feelings. Then I will tell you that I can really resist the army of the Heavenly Demon, I can really resist the throne masters of the Heavenly Demon, and I can really resist the Heavenly Demon Emperor."
"So many years have passed, you have been oppressed by the Heavenly Demon, raped by the Heavenly Demon, had your flesh and blood sucked by the Heavenly Demon, and had your soul devoured by the Heavenly Demon. Do you still want to live like this?"
The leader was an old man with white beard that was almost stuck together and skin and bones. Ye Xiangyang could tell that this man was a one-star Emperor.
"Young man, I know you are the one who came in during this trial. You know, I also came in during the trial. Back then, I was also full of passion, but the horror of the Sky Demon is beyond your imagination."
"If you can't unlock all the levels here, if you can't kill all the celestial demons here, I tell you, you won't be able to get out of this secret realm of the Eight Emperors' remains. By then, you will become a humble existence here like me."
"The horror of the celestial demon is definitely beyond your imagination."
Ye Xiangyang looked at the old man with complicated emotions in his eyes. Thinking back to the time when this old man was also a passionate martial artist from Xuanwu Continent, and now he has fallen to this state, he feels endless sadness in his heart. Who knows what he has experienced in this deep secret realm
"Old man, let me recite you a poem about our Xuanwu Continent's fight against the Sky Demon: The spirit platform has no way to escape the divine arrow, and the storm is as heavy as a rock, darkening the old home. I send my wishes to the cold stars, and I will sacrifice my blood to Xuanyuan."