Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

Demon Islands.

The so-called Demon Islands are a conglomeration of countless Demon Clans and the islands under their dominion.

Due to their vast number, they are called the Demon Islands.

In this world, there are three major demon forces: the Demon Islands, Moyu Country, and Yujue Demon Country.

The Yujue Country is predominantly inhabited by ghost-type demons and various spirit monsters, such as the Twelve Hour Spirits, Mountain Goblins, Armor Spirits, Stone Spirits, and others.

The northern regions have a higher concentration of Exotic Beasts and Divine Beasts.

The Demon Islands are mostly home to the Water Clan, dragon-related creatures, or naturally large species.

The grand Demon Islands are said to house a hundred thousand demons.

Among them, ten demon clans serve as leaders. Every hundred years, they hold a grand gathering in the Dragon Abyss to determine the hierarchy of the clans.

Dragon Abyss.

When the waters are green, it is deep; when they are black, it becomes an abyss.

The area spans thousands of miles in utter darkness, as if it could devour the entire world, with colossal creatures over a hundred miles long swimming beneath its surface.

The depth and majesty of the ocean are plain for all to see.

This is a realm the Human Clan dares not tread.

To the resource-rich ocean, the Human Clan seemed nothing more than an isolated, larger island. Within demon territories, humans do exist, but they are mostly kept as food by the various demon clans.

Thus, the so-called human-demon antagonism and wars are merely wishful thinking on the part of humans.

For such great powers, their primary battleground is always the vast overseas chessboard. The friction between the Human Clan and Demon Clan is merely confined to skirmishes between fringe factions and human actions.

The Human Clan is much like the small tribal states neighboring the Central Plains Dynasty, viewing the Dynasty as a mortal enemy and a lifelong ambition, only to be suppressed for an entire lifetime by a mere governor or local general.

Above the Dragon Abyss hover three palaces of different colors.

Black Extreme Palace, Qingji Palace, Purple Emperor Palace.

These represent the "Upper Three Clans" among the ten leaders of the Demon Islands, with all significant matters decided by them.

Inside Qingji Palace.

The décor was elegant, with the air suffused with sandalwood fragrance.

The Demon Lord's palace was as luxurious and splendid as those of the Human Clan, devoid of the bloodthirsty ferocity typical of demons, far surpassing the common human imagination.

The grand hall was empty, but the sound of dripping came from the side hall.

Switching perspectives, one could see two young men playing a game of Go.

The one on the left had green hair and white brows, with the tail of a qilin trailing behind him.

The one on the right had blade-like eyebrows, silver-white hair, and silver-white pupils, exuding a sharp aura all over.

These two were the Green Lion Demon Lord and the Nine-tailed Sword Dragon Demon Lord.

"Have you heard? Hee Ao and the Whale Master are dead."

The Green Lion Demon Lord casually remarked.

"Hmph, utterly disgraceful. Sitting among the Ten Great Demon Clans, yet they were defeated by the Human Clan. Hmph."

The Nine-tailed Sword Dragon snorted coldly, killing intent immediately apparent.

If they had lost to other demon lords, it might not have mattered—such was the normal internal competition within the Demon Islands—but losing to humans was absolutely unacceptable.

This humiliating defeat sparked widespread gossip among the Demon Clan.

"Should we send other demon lords to seek revenge?"

"Hmph, just exchanging old wine for new skin. These demons have lived in peace for too long and lost their edge. If they lose to humans again, it'll be a joke beyond repair."

The Green Lion Demon Lord placed a stone, capturing the opponent's dragon, and added, "I do have an idea."

"What is it?"

"With those seats now vacant, let two Harmonization-level demon clans from below compete, task them with overthrowing the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance, and immediately promote the winner."

Beneath the ten clan leaders, there were indeed Harmonization-level clans with decent foundations, though their positions had been long occupied, forcing them to remain subordinate.

This time, the Upper Three Clans decided to make an exception, canceling the seats of the Crane and Whale clans, allowing capable demon clans to move up, instilling a sense of urgency among the others.

The hierarchy within the Demon Clan was simple: the big fish devour the small fish, and the small fish devour the shrimp.

The Ten Clans held supreme status, and consuming other demons was not considered a crime. The Middle Clans ensured they wouldn't be eaten while joining the Upper Clans in consuming the Lower Clans.

All resources and treasures discovered in this ocean, ten clans had the right to claim thirty percent as their own.

Thus, their foundations were extremely strong, with the reserves of even one single clan equivalent to that of the entire Human Clan.

The defeat this time was primarily due to their arrogance and disdain for humans, venturing too deep and ending up isolated and killed.

"Enough, let this matter rest for now. We'll learn the result when the time comes. By the way, I heard the entrance to the Netherworld has been found again?"

"Yes, a massive accumulation of foul energies from millions upon millions of dead creatures over millennia. It looks vast."

"Haha, the Demon Tribulation is upon us. It seems our opportunity has arrived."

When the Demon Tribulation erupts, it will mark the end for all sentient beings and creatures with feelings. Even those who practice Righteous Skills will face hardship.

But for this chaos-revering group of demons, it was instead an opportunity—perhaps even a chance to comprehend the method to transcend the Small Universe.

The so-called transcendence from the Small Universe did not mean escaping the Ancestor Star.

Leaving this star was simple enough; even a Primordial Spirit Stage cultivator could achieve it. Outside, there were merely barren stars and infinite void.

Perhaps after flying for hundreds or thousands of years, something useful might be discovered, but the probability was slim.

Moreover, the Ancestor Star's Great Dao was complete, making it outstanding for high-level cultivators seeking enlightenment. Thus, many factions refrained from exploring the cosmic stars.

Transcending the Small Universe meant breaking free from this very cosmos.

This was their lifelong pursuit.

"However, it also poses a crisis for us."

The statement was true—this universe was not theirs alone.

Unknown underworlds and distant stars might harbor slumbering Ancient Demons or Ancient Immortals.

The Demon Tribulation might rouse them momentarily, and these beings would awaken with a hunger for food—indeed a calamity for all living beings.

"Let's take it one step at a time. Who knows what lies ahead."