Chapter 112: The Demon Calamity of Opening Heaven, the Demon Trial of the Ten Thousand Realms (4k)

Arrogant, tyrannical, vicious, yet with a touch of artistic flair.

This was the most immediate impression the gods had of the newly emerged Beast Clan.

“Wait a moment?”

A god suddenly realized, “They said the Beast Emperor is who? Shen Ni?!”

“Beast Emperor, Shen Ni?”

Among the great gods, after much calculation, they indeed arrived at the name “Shen Ni.”

“This terrorist has an entire massive clan behind him!”

“Evil God Palace, Beast King’s Court, Envoy Division, Vanguard Legion… damn, this structure is fully developed—Shen Ni hid himself well!”

“Look at those banners—they seem soaked in the true blood of gods! I sense Shen Ni’s aura within them!” cried a holy one, and the banner “Wan Shou Wu Jiang” instantly drew countless gazes.

Indeed, those twelve banners radiated Shen Ni’s aura!

“There’s no doubt—it’s definitely Shen Ni!”

Most gods had already believed eight out of ten.

What status did Shen Ni hold in the hearts of the Hong Huang gods?

He was the number-one lunatic who summoned the Chaos Demons and sought to wreck Hong Huang.

This Beast Clan clearly wasn’t anything wholesome—nine out of ten, Shen Ni had secretly engineered it!

“It seems we truly cannot underestimate the gods of the world, especially those who stir trouble and still bounce around in the Ten Thousand Realms!” Yun Lu, the Divine Lord of the Qilin Clan, had just been shattered again and was only now resurrected, only to be trapped within the Beast Array.

The Five Elemental Qilin Kings formed a formation, continuously resisting the overwhelming blood-sha: “We always thought Shen Ni was merely a madman—now we see we underestimated him.”

“He’s a madman with depth and strategy—all his previous behavior was likely just an act to deceive us!”

“That makes sense!” Zhu Que, the Crimson Sky Goddess of the Nine Heavens, frowned seriously.

“The Shen Ni we’ve seen is merely the tip of the iceberg.”

“Perhaps this Beast Clan isn’t even the full extent—He may have even grander plans.”

Nearby gods all nodded.

Previously, encountering Shen Ni, they had simply assumed he was a madman.

Later, they discovered he consorted with the Chaos Demons.

Now, in an instant, he’s created a vast Beast Clan!

And he’s even transformed himself into the Beast Emperor, revered by all beasts.

Who knows what this lunatic will do next?

At this moment, not only gods unfamiliar with Shen Ni were suspicious—even a god who claimed “unbreakable trust” with Shen Ni was stunned.

“Beast Clan, Beast Emperor Shen Ni?” As the corpse of Xiang Gu watched from the void, listening to the beasts’ chants, He felt bewildered.

Those twelve banners were unmistakably identical to Shen Ni’s aura.

After bewilderment, a surge of intense emotion rose in Xiang Gu’s heart—he felt betrayed by Shen Ni.

“You big-eyed, honest-looking Shen Ni! I’ve always stood by your side, loyal to the core—and yet you’ve secretly built such a massive scheme!”

“I had no idea at all!”

As the unshakable ally who always shielded Shen Ni with his own body and guarded his rear during every crisis, Xiang Gu launched a merciless internal condemnation of Shen Ni!

“Today he dares to conceal a Beast Clan from me.”

“Tomorrow he’ll sacrifice me to the Chaos Demons!”

“I dare not even imagine what he’ll do the day after!”

Xiang Gu pondered long and hard—he realized he had never truly understood Shen Ni over all these eons.

This lone, close brother had quietly built such a vast clan—and He hadn’t noticed a single hint!

“No good. When I return, I’ll pry open His coffin lid and demand to know how many secrets Shen Ni has hidden from me!”

Since the incident of the Creation Dao Fruit, Xiang Gu had never sought out Shen Ni—he assumed the other was still lying inert in the Immortal Death Mountain.

Unbeknownst to Him, the Beast Emperor Shen Ni had already been slain and sacrificed to the banners by his “loyal subordinates.”

Only because Shen Ni fled swiftly did His Chaos coffin escape being seized by these beasts.

Had it been captured, the beasts could now stage a “Coffin-Bearing Campaign.”

The effect would be absolutely perfect.

“Alas, Our Emperor holds you all in contempt—had He chosen to show mercy, you’d have witnessed His Virtue!”

Recalling the voice, face, and laughter of the Beast Emperor Shen Ni, that eternal image seemed permanently etched into the hearts of the beasts.

This granted them boundless strength—the beasts’ eyes glowed red, and they grew even more frenzied.

“Battle the Ten Thousand Realms, sweep all directions; Only Our Beast Emperor attains Eternity!”

“Kill kill kill kill!!!”

In the Chaos, the Evil God Array rotated, boundless sha-energy surged and clashed.

Colliding with the Opening Heaven Realm, space shattered, time stagnated, and terrifying energy waves radiated in all directions.

A grand Dao scene appeared in the void: corpses littered the ground, living beings wailed, mountains and rivers lost their color, blood soaked the earth.

Death and slaughter marched together, stripping away infinite vitality—this scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood gradually became the new backdrop of Chaos.

Whether the Three Thousand Divine Demons or the Celestial Saints, all suffered indiscriminate attacks.

“They’re even more fearless than the Qilin Clan!”

The Three Thousand Divine Demons stared at the sea-like tide of beasts and felt their own entry had been rash—there were too many variables!

The Qilin Clan came for opportunities, the Nine Heavens Goddess came to lend support, other saints came to slack off.

But this Beast Clan came solely to die!

“Dying for the Dao, refusing to live—Beast Emperor’s Virtue shines through eternity!”

“Had Shen Ni never been born, eternity would remain as dark as night!”

“In the name of the Beast Emperor, I send you all to your doom!”

“Kill kill kill!!”

These beasts, like madmen, shouted Shen Ni’s name and charged toward the Opening Heaven Realm!

“Pangu’s axe! How the hell did Shen Ni train these bastards?!”

“Damned Shen Ni, wait till I get my hands on you!”

“Hold them back, hold them back!”

The Qilin Clan’s divine lords and Qilin Kings still held firm.

The divine demons and saints were locked in chaotic combat.

The battlefield was a mess—no one could tell friend from foe.

And the Beast Army kept pouring in endlessly—no matter how many you killed, more kept coming.

Killed one instant, resurrected the next within the array.

“Beast Emperor immortal, Beast Clan indestructible!”

“Hahaha, scared yet?!”

Yuan Chu, the Primordial Ancestor, laughed maniacally and kindly revealed the “secret” of the Beast Clan to the gods.

At the core of the Opening Heaven Realm.

Chaos had evolved into the state of Yin-Yang separation; two primordial deities stood unmoving, awaiting the final moment of Creation.

“Brother, is this also one of your preparations?” Nv Wa gazed into the distance.

“No.”

Fu Xi’s divine eyes flickered; He gazed upward and downward, observing all phenomena of the Ten Thousand Realms, deducing the ultimate principles of Creation.

“But I know who has entered the stage.”

Fu Xi did not elaborate further—now was not the time.

“Can we seize it?” Nv Wa asked, turning her head.

Fu Xi smiled: “Yes.”

Upon receiving a definite answer, Nv Wa smiled brilliantly.

She silently drew the Heaven-Ming Divine Knife from her sleeve.

“Wait—there’s another party!” Fu Xi gripped Nv Wa’s divine blade and turned his gaze toward the heavens above the Ten Thousand Realms.

A vast demonic heaven descended.

Then the Demon Dao Heavenly Gate opened wide; boundless demonic energy spread from the bodies of the Demon Kings and Demon Lords, their auras linked, constantly shifting forms—among them, all Demon Kings wore robes of dark runes, crowned with Heng Tian Crowns, and wielded Demon King Swords at their waists.

The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou ascended to the high heavens; the Five Demon Kings descended to the mortal realm.

Behind the Demon Kings stood the Four Demon Generals guarding the four directions, while countless demonic creatures flew and drummed.

“At the moment of Opening Heaven, the Demon Calamity shall descend!”

“Are you all ready?”

The Great Dao demonic voice of Yuan Shi Tian Mo echoed through the Ten Thousand Realms.

The atmosphere of the Opening Heaven Realm changed again.

Vast Chaos, boundless void—immense calamity energy filled every direction; billions of calamity lights rose, merging with the vast demonic heaven.

The Dao’s laws continuously evolved; every time-space trembled.

“Demon Calamity of Opening Heaven? What is this?!”

“That’s not right—I came as a divine demon summoned by the Dao, yet I’m enveloped by this demonic calamity?”

“Pangu’s axe! Even watching isn’t allowed? Just glancing in gets you caught in the calamity?!”

“Huh? Are you kidding? We’re ferocious beasts—do ferocious beasts even endure demonic trials?”

The Qilin Clan, the Nine Heavens Goddess, the idle divine, the divine demons born to endure the trial, the disruptor ferocious beasts, spectators from all timelines…

One and all, they felt the influence of the demonic trial.

The demonic kings of the myriad heavens either stay hidden—or when they appear, they shock all the gods in heaven beyond words.

“This demonic trial is neither killing nor sin, neither punishment nor cruelty—it is a grand test of the demonic Dao.”

The voice of [Yuan Shi Tian Mo] arose from within the hearts of the gods, layers of demonic thoughts striking them so hard their hearts nearly skipped a beat. “This demonic test has six aspects: Heaven, Earth, Yin, Yang, Divine, Ghost!”

“The subtleties within—may you all ponder them deeply!”

What?

A grand demonic test? What is this?!!

Before the myriad gods could react, the demonic heavens shifted—and in an instant, the demonic trial began!

“May I ask, honorable friend, what divine being are you?”

[Shui Shui Shen Mo] Zu Long was pulled into the grand demonic test,

He opened his eyes—and saw his examiner.

Within the demonic heavens, a demonic king wore a cyan crown spanning the heavens, clad in a fur of cyan feathers, draped in crimson robes, girded with the Sword of the Demon Lord, adorned with a cyan tiger-head sash, and above his head, the demonic heavens stretched boundless.

“I am Tong Tian Mo Jun.”

Zu Long, seeing the boundless demonic aura flood the horizon, was stunned: “Which demonic trial does the Demon Lord oversee?”

Li Ming held the Soul-Grabbing Chain in his left hand, gripped the Demon Lord’s Sword in his right, and activated the demonic-modified “Wind Roar Array.”

He spoke without expression: “Those whose desires surge, whose hatred and resentment stir, whose minds are troubled and burdened—this is the Yang Demon Trial!”

“This is the Yang Demon Grand Trial!”

“Huh?”

Zu Long, upon hearing this, turned worry into delight: “There’s such a thing?”

“If you’re running a Yang Demon Trial like this, are there any succubi?”

“To be honest, I have some ties to your demonic sect—I’m quite close with those succubi.”

Li Ming gave Zu Long a long, piercing look: “Try it yourself and you’ll see.”

Zu Long readily agreed: “Of course, of course!”

“Bring it on!”

Moments later, a high-pitched dragon’s roar echoed.

Filled with a hint of furious embarrassment.

“Aaaoo!!”

“Wait a minute—where are the succubi you promised? Aaa~~ I’m done! Let me go! Aaaoooh!!”

“Hehe, I’m the Demon Lord’s g…”

“Did your demonic kings make a mistake? I’m a divine being of immense merit!”

“Why did I end up facing the Yin Demon Trial?”

Jie Yin Dao Ren, disguised as [Ji Mie Shen Mo] under the guise of Qian Ti’s mask, was now deeply agitated.

Wu You Da Mo Wang regarded Jie Yin with a strange expression—she saw he wore layer upon layer of masks.

“Those whose thoughts are impure, whose conduct is unseemly, who disturb the divine heart and primordial spirit—this is the Yin Demon Trial!”

“Don’t try to deny it—you encountered me precisely because your thoughts are impure.”

“Nonsense!”

Jie Yin flatly rejected it: “I, Qian Ti Dao Ren, walk upright, sit upright, possess immense merit, and have never harmed anyone!”

“Your grand demonic test must be malfunctioning!”

He, a divine being of pure merit, was subjected to the Yin Demon Trial!

Was this intentional?

He’d gone through so much trouble to layer his masks, slipped in to play around, pretending to be a divine demon born to endure the trial.

Now not only were his masks gone—he’d been stripped bare!

How could he ever face the divine circles again?

The more Jie Yin thought about it, the angrier he grew, trembling all over.

“Who the hell is running this demonic exam?”

“Don’t your demonic kings respect divine privacy?”

“Don’t you understand this is a violation of divine authority?”

“I’m filing a complaint! I’m filing a complaint!”

[Wu You Da Mo Wang] Meng Wu You looked at Jie Yin with pity: “I advise you not to get worked up yet—you’ll have plenty to be worked up about soon.”

“What do you mean?” Jie Yin’s heart sank—he sensed something terrible was coming.

Meng Wu You silently drew her Wang Jian.

“Before setting out, I replaced my demonic sword. This one is called: Yin-Yang Mother-Son Sword.”

“Its effect is simple: Yin becomes Yang, Yang becomes Yin.”

“One strike—and you bear six children.”

“To break it, first call upon the Dao Mother.”

Jie Yin froze in place.

What kind of Yin Demon Trial is this? This is so unorthodox!

Swap Yin and Yang, bear six children, and immediately recognize your mother!

Who the heck came up with this idea?!

“I’ll kill Him!” Jie Yin shook with rage.

Demonic aura churned, divine power surged—Jie Yin’s vision went black, and he plunged fully into the Yin Demon Trial.

Like Zu Long, his Dao heart would face a severe trial.

“My lord, the Heavenly Demon—could you please show me some mercy and let me go?”

Xiao Yue Shen Chang Xi encountered [Yuan Shi Tian Mo].

Before her eyes appeared countless forms: canopies, banners, flowers, a hundred kinds of heavenly incense, strange clouds covering all, and celestial music echoing in her ears.

This was the Heavenly Demon Trial.

Xiao Yue Shen looked pitifully at Xiang Xuanqing.

“My sister knows your Demon Ancestor!”

“I haven’t done anything destructive!”

“I still have little rabbits at home I haven’t fed!”

“My sister will worry if she can’t find me…”

Chang Xi now deeply regretted it—demonic kings were terrifying; she should’ve just stayed quietly in the Moon Palace.

Why did she ever go wandering?

“Sister, save me!”

“I really don’t want to take this exam!”

Tears like tiny pearls streamed down Chang Xi’s cheeks.

Her acting was truly superb—it left Xiang Xuanqing speechless.

“The demonic exam hasn’t even officially started yet!” Xiang Xuanqing reminded.

“Huh?”

Chang Xi blinked, instantly stopping her tears: “Then I’ll cry later.”

“Don’t worry—my examination is very orthodox,” Xiang Xuanqing said, truthfully.

The Heavenly Demon Trial was personally overseen by Yuan Shi Tian Mo.

It was the most orthodox among all demonic trials.

In the Heavenly Demon Trial, if the examinee maintains a steady mind, myriad demonic illusions arise according to their thoughts—phantoms, divine beings, strange apparitions—all manifest as omens.

In other words, whatever you think of becomes your exam content.

What Chang Xi thought and saw—canopies, banners, flowers, heavenly incense, strange clouds—were all orthodox things.

So, fundamentally, there was no problem.

But—

“I can’t let up either.”

Xiang Xuanqing stared at Chang Xi for a long moment, then suddenly asked: “You’ve always wanted to suppress your sister, haven’t you?”

“No, I haven’t! Don’t make things up!”

Chang Xi’s almond eyes widened, like a little rabbit caught in her thoughts—she leapt up with a *whoosh*.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!

Demonic clouds churned—the grand trial began.

“Sister?”

“No, you’re fake! Take this!”

“Ahh! Sister, don’t hit me, I’m sorry~~”

“But I still plan to suppress you next time!”

This opening of heaven’s demonic calamity arose from Fuxi and Nüwa’s opening of heaven, yet the Demon Kings’ trial of the Dao spans all major timelines and dimensions.

Such a scene is utterly unprecedented.

It can be called the “Greatest Examination of the Zhu Tian Wan Jie!”

Whether you are a “Fishing Elder” seated high in the heavens, or a brand-new “noob” just entering the arena.

Whether you like it or not, you must participate in the demonic trial.

Even if you are a spectator who did not enter the fray in any of the major timelines, you must first receive two slaps.

Then submit an answer sheet.

This is tyrannical!

And utterly demonic!

The Demon Kings of the Zhu Tian Wan Jie roam unchecked, causing ripples to surge across the already turbulent land of heaven’s opening.

The primordial deities tremble in fear, the three thousand divine demons quake in dread, and the Dao Lords of Taiyi cry out in despair.

“What kind of nonsense is this?!”

“I’ll never join in the chaos again.”

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