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At these words, the guard captain and the other demonkin stared, stunned.

Was there truly such a doctrine?

Why had they never heard of it?

One demonkin suddenly spoke up. "Now that you mention it, someone once proposed that old trees must fall for new branches to grow. But he was reported and swiftly executed."

The others nearby nodded in agreement. "Indeed, such a thing did happen."

The guard captain sighed deeply. "A true sage..."

Xiang Yuan suddenly pointed at the Sacred Demon Tree, exclaiming, "Look! Something's happening!"

All turned their gazes toward the tree. Cracking sounds emerged from within.

Its bark rapidly turned translucent.

Moments later, the towering Sacred Demon Tree had withered to a thin, papery husk.

Then, a fierce gust of wind scattered its remnants into countless fragments, carried away by the storm.

Beneath the ancient tree now stood a new one—crimson as blood.

It was tender, fragile even, yet pulsed with vibrant life.

Suddenly, the demonkin sensed an invisible force surge into their bodies.

One cried out, "My... my power—it's grown stronger!"

Another gasped, "Mine too! I've reached Seventh-Tier Demon Supreme!"

Even the guard captain lowered his head, examining his hands and limbs.

He could feel his blood boiling, his muscles roaring.

"Yes! This is it! This is the feeling!"

He threw his head back and laughed.

His cultivation surged without pause—from the Ninth Layer of the Transcending Earth Realm straight to the First Layer of the Unrestrained Heaven Realm!

Every demonkin present experienced growth, though the extent varied.

Their gains clearly correlated with the purity of their bloodlines.

Mo Mingyu suddenly yelped, "Sage Mo, my body—"

Shen Mo turned. Mo Mingyu's aura had already soared effortlessly into the Second Layer of the Unrestrained Heaven Realm.

Even the bone spear she carried now bore traces of ancient power.

It had become a Dao Sage Artifact!

The guard captain fixed his gaze upon her, then dropped to one knee. "Hail, Saintess!"

The other demonkin gaped in shock.

Ever since the Sacred Demon Tree withered and the demonkin declined, a prophecy had endured.

One day, a saintess would appear and restore their people's lost glory.

Yet generations passed, searching in vain. Many had long abandoned hope.

Now, against all expectations, she stood before them—in their very midst!

"Yes! Is she not the prophesied saintess?!"

"Indeed! The one foretold to return our clan to its peak!"

"Hail, Saintess!"

Every demonkin fell to one knee in unison.

Mo Mingyu froze, flustered, and instinctively looked to Shen Mo for guidance.

He merely smiled.

"This is your destiny."

"You are the saintess ordained by fate."

Taking a deep breath, Mo Mingyu steadied herself, then hurriedly raised the guard captain. "Please, rise. There's no need for such formalities."

Just then, a demonkin blurted out, "If we've grown stronger, then what of our Great Kings...?"

The guard captain stared toward the battlefield. "I see it—our Great King has reached the Unrestrained Heaven Realm!"

"But neither the Netherdeim nor Celestial Corpse Tribes have advanced a single soul."

"The Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse forsook the Sacred Demon Tree. Thus, the newborn tree forsakes them in return."

He turned to Shen Mo.

With a sweeping gesture, Shen Mo declared, "To the battlefield!"

On the battlefield, the Blood Frenzy Tribe's warriors found themselves encircled and overwhelmed.

Fierce soldiers and generals from the Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse Tribes surged forth like tidal waves, relentlessly slaughtering the Blood Frenzy forces until they could scarcely retaliate.

Even six of the Blood Frenzy King's own sons had fallen in combat—a testament to the battle's brutality.

Yet the king remained atop his high platform, twin swords in hand, coldly surveying the front lines.

A recent, ferocious assault by the Netherdeim Tribe had nearly breached his position, advancing within ten paces of where he stood.

Before him lay the corpses of countless Blood Frenzy warriors—all who had given their lives shielding him.

For their sake, retreat was unthinkable.

He was the king of the Blood Frenzy Tribe.

Should even he withdraw, defeat would be inevitable.

"Why persist?"

A mocking laugh echoed from afar—the heart of the Netherdeim formation.

The voice belonged to the Netherdeim King.

"You know well we demonkin are kin to the Demon Race. To the myriad clans of the cosmos, we are but hounds and swine."

"To ally with such creatures—you shame all demonkind."

The Celestial Corpse King's rasping voice followed, "Surrender now, Blood Frenzy King."

"Your tribe's warriors possess formidable physiques—I shall relish repurposing them."

"Every corpse will be reforged into a puppet, each put to perfect use."

"As for you, I shall preserve your body as a trophy."

"Your fate will teach my heirs this lesson: demonkin who betray the Demon Race meet death. Such is the Blood Frenzy Tribe's destiny!"

His words washed over the battlefield like an icy torrent.

The Blood Frenzy King drew a steadying breath but remained silent.

He had never believed demonkin to be kin of the Demon Race—not in the past, nor now.

If demonkin truly belonged to that lineage, why would the Dark Mist Kingdom ceaselessly seek their extermination?

In contrast, the human, demon, and dragon clans of the myriad races felt far more worthy of alliance.

Especially after witnessing the rise of the new Sage among humanity.

Once that prodigy reached maturity, the Demon Race would surely fall.

Why cling to a sinking vessel?

Even should he fall today, his path remained righteous. His convictions unshaken.

"Come then—I fear nothing!"

The king sneered, his gaze fixed on a contingent of Celestial Corpse warriors charging toward him.

In that very moment, an inexplicable force surged within every Blood Frenzy demonkin.

Like parched earth receiving life-giving rain, their auras swelled and erupted at breakneck speed.

Demon Supremes ascended to Demon Emperors!

Demon Emperors to Greater Demon Emperors!

Greater Demon Emperors to Demon Supremes!

Demon Supremes to Demon Sages!

The Blood Frenzy King himself—already a Sage of the Unrestrained Heaven Realm—had long been outmatched in cultivation by the Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse Kings due to his youth.

Now, bolstered by this mysterious energy, his realm catapulted to the Fourth Layer of the Unrestrained Heaven Realm!

"To rebuild, one must first break..."

"To rebuild, one must first break!"

"Ah, so this is the Sacred Demon Tree's power!"

Eyes closed, the king savored the influx with rapturous delight.

"Ha! Warriors of the Blood Frenzy Tribe—follow me into battle!"

With a thunderous roar, he charged ahead, leading the vanguard.

His warriors followed en masse.

Like a millstone grinding grain, they crushed every enemy demonkin in their path to pulp.

The Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse forces recoiled in terror, their eyes wide with shock and dread.