Chapter 936

Although the Demon King’s combat power was formidable, under Li Yi’s support, he could stir up no significant turmoil, and the demons inhabiting this continent clearly sensed the tide had turned; whether willing or not, they all had to flee.

On their flight, many Demon Kings began to gather together spontaneously.

For every Demon King understood that if they did not unite now, they would be crushed by the combined forces of Earth’s evolvers, and none would escape death.

At this moment.

Seven or eight Demon Kings had gathered on a small island offshore, where demonic clouds filled the sky, and countless heavenly demons and great demons lurked within—yet they had lost their former arrogance, appearing instead weary and uneasy.

Across this sea, scattered great demons dotted the waters, all gazing southward, alert for Earth’s evolvers crossing the ocean.

“The evolvers from Earth have come to Qingsuan us—this is no petty skirmish; if we’re careless, the entire Demon God Realm may be annihilated. We Demon Kings must unite—no more fighting alone. When I fled earlier, I sensed the deaths of Xuantan Demon King and Tianwei Demon King. Their strength is immense, utterly unlike before.”

A Demon King named Qingjiao spoke up immediately.

“Our handful of Demon Kings together aren’t enough. I moved fast enough to escape their encirclement—do you know how many top-tier elites they deployed to hunt down just one Demon King? Six. Six entire ones. Who among you believes they can survive being hunted by six peers?”

The Phantom Demon King, furious, snapped: “This is utterly shameless. If you’ve got guts, fight one-on-one. What’s the point of ambushes?”

Though he himself had once loved ambushing enemies, he never wanted to be the one ambushed—such Ziwei was unbearable. Several Demon Kings, despite wielding heaven-shaking power, had helplessly met their end.

“We’ve become stray dogs. Even if we flee to other continents, no other Demon Kings will accept us—only mockery, and possibly even internal wars. The only way to change this is to summon the Demon God to uphold justice.” The speaker was a wounded Demon King, head bowed, his expression desolate.

“Summon the Demon God?” At this, the Demon Kings fell silent.

The Demon God Realm did indeed harbor Demon Gods—but their whereabouts were elusive; most slept endlessly, indifferent to worldly affairs.

Yet after a brief silence, the group felt this proposal was profoundly correct.

“As I understand, the legendary Demon Gods include the Purple Dragon Demon God, the Golden Crow Demon God, and the Fire Phoenix Demon God—but the Demon God Realm hasn’t seen a Demon God appear in ages. Who knows where to find them?”

The Phantom Demon King shook his head, helpless.

But Qingjiao, after a moment’s thought, gritted his teeth: “I know where the Purple Dragon Demon God lies. If you’re willing to accompany me, face the Demon God, and explain our plight, perhaps we can persuade him to intervene.”

He had never wished to reveal this secret—but now, he had no choice.

“You know the location of the Purple Dragon Demon God?” The other Demon Kings stared at him, stunned.

Qingjiao said: “All great demons and Demon Kings in the Demon God Realm who possess dragon-blood lineage trace their origin to the Purple Dragon Demon God. Through bloodline perception and inherited memory, I can roughly determine his slumbering site.”

“But I’ve never gone there myself. Should the Demon God awaken in fury, you and I may face annihilation. Only if we all go together will I lead the way.”

For the ancestral progenitor of his bloodline, Qingjiao felt genuine awe—and he could not fathom the Demon God’s temperament. He needed everyone to share the risk of awakening him.

The group fell silent again.

Soon, several Demon Kings made their decision.

“Fine. I’ll go with you to find the Demon God. Better to die by the Demon God’s hand than be ambushed by Earth’s evolvers.” The Phantom Demon King gritted his teeth and agreed.

“Then let’s try. There are no Demon Kings who flee like stray dogs—only those who die fighting.” The wounded Demon King rose, eyes blazing with fury. He could not accept that a Demon King had been defeated by base Earthlings—this vengeance must be paid.

“Earth’s evolvers are sweeping across an entire realm. When the nest is destroyed, no egg remains whole. Qingjiao, I’ll go with you to summon the Demon God.” Another nearby Demon King spoke with finality.

At this level, one had vision—they understood how dire the situation was. Demon Kings would not evade; they must confront the tribulation head-on.

Soon, most Demon Kings agreed to seek the Demon God. A few declared they would travel to other continents to spread word of Earth’s invasion, so all Demon Kings would be alerted and avoid suffering the same fate.

After brief deliberation, a decision was reached.

The Demon Kings split into two groups and moved swiftly, without a moment’s delay.

At this moment.

Li Yi’s Immortal Warship halted at the edge of this continent, where beyond lay an endless sea—proving the first strategic objective had been achieved: they had successfully seized this battlefield.

Next came consolidating gains and awaiting the Demon God Realm’s counterattack.

Yet no one knew how many Demon Kings this operation would rouse. He hoped it remained within manageable limits—otherwise, another bloody war loomed.

“Li Yi, Earth’s high command has acted. They plan to activate the Planet-Slayer to sink the other two continents.” Suddenly, Vice Dean Sun Boxiu contacted the AI Hong Ji, delivering a critical message.

“Activate the Planet-Slayer? Sink the other two continents?”

Li Yi’s expression shifted: “Why this sudden tactical shift? Even activating the Planet-Slayer won’t kill Demon Kings—they’ll sense the attack and evade or defend instantly. The Planet-Slayer can hardly kill them.”

Though technology was powerful, cultivators’ spiritual senses were terrifying. No Demon King would stand firm against a Planet-Slayer’s strike; if they avoided the main impact, the residual force was but a tickle.

“After we breached the Demon God Realm, Earth’s high command deployed multiple smart satellites and scanned the other two continents extensively. Data shows their Demon Kings, great demons, and earth demons are rapidly assembling—numbers are staggering.”

Sun Boxiu paused, then said: “And the sea creatures have erupted in chaos. The Demon God Realm’s reserves are far stronger than we imagined. Hence, high command decided to activate the Planet-Slayer—to reduce their numbers. Otherwise, when full-scale war begins, we’ll be vastly outnumbered.”

“I approved this plan. What’s your opinion, Li Yi?”

As the initiator of this cross-realm operation, Li Yi’s opinion was vital—if he opposed it, Earth’s high command would abandon the plan.

“Sink two continents? The Demon God Realm will be reduced to rubble.” He thought silently.

Yet compared to destroying a world, victory in this war mattered more.

And as Sun Boxiu said, the Demon God Realm’s reserves were too deep. Even though they’d caught the Demon Kings off guard and driven them away, the enemy’s overall strength remained. Give them a few days, and they’d recover swiftly—then united, who would win? Unclear.

“If Earth’s high command decides to proceed, I have no objection,” Li Yi said calmly. “This is a war of life or death. No mercy. When the Demon God Realm invaded last time, the casualties were already too great. Blood demands blood—it’s only right.”

“Good. That’s all I needed to hear.” Sun Boxiu nodded slightly, then severed the link, relaying Li Yi’s stance back to Earth’s high command.

Li Yi slowly withdrew his gaze, no longer gazing toward the sea’s horizon. He signaled all cultivators: after completing their missions, retreat northward and assemble at designated points—do not cross the sea in pursuit.