The northwestern reaches of the Demon Realm's Leize Circle, the domain inhabited by the Violet Flame Demons, was currently surrounded by tens of thousands of demonic forces—Vampires, Werewolves, Blue Feather Clan, Nightmare Clan, and numerous other races subservient to the three Great Royal Clans, all encircling the Violet Flame Clan’s territory.

Zi'er, Fen Zhui, Xue Ning, Qing Yi, Huang Xie, Ling Luan—the remaining six Demon Lords of the Ninth Rank from the Werewolf tribe, along with seven Demon Lords from the Vampire clan, including Charles, stood at the forefront of the combined Werewolf and Vampire armies.

Ying Kongzhan, Huang Xiao, Dong Weiming, Yuan Dufeng, Chu Xilou, Luo Mingxing, Mu Zidaojie—the seven Demon Lords of the Blue Feather Clan—also positioned themselves at the very front of the Blue Demon lineage. Although the Blue Demon Clan possessed only seven Demon Lords of the Ninth Rank, each one’s power was infinitely close to the Demon King realm, with the weakest being comparable to experts like Longzi Mu. Thus, aside from the Violet Flame Demons, no other race possessed a strength superior to that of the Blue Demon Clan.

Gongzhang Yang, Gongzhang Zhihao, Gongzhang Shidong, Gongzhang Wuming, Gongzhang Long—the five most powerful Demon Lords of the Nightmare Clan, leading three other Demon Lords of the Ninth Rank—also appeared before the Nightmare forces. The Nightmare Clan members resembled ordinary people for the most part, save for the constant black flames flickering around them, which marked their greatest distinction from common folk.

Furthermore, the Silver Serpent Clan, excluding Suolong, had their other Demon Lords of the Ninth Rank leading a massive contingent of Silver Serpent warriors to the scene. Coupled with the Demon Lords from various vassal races, the total number of Demon Lords of the Ninth Rank approached fifty. The Eighth and Seventh Rank Demon Lords numbered in the hundreds, while the lower-ranked Demon Lords reached into the thousands. As for the Demon Generals and below, their soldiers numbered in the tens of millions.

With such an immense gathering of demonic forces, the vast demonic energy surged straight into the heavens, manifesting as an extremely thick layer of demonic cloud overhead.

Staring at the sea of dense demonic forces, Ye Jingyu and Liang Xiaoke’s eyes nearly popped out. They had led troops in battle before and were accustomed to scale in the hundreds of thousands. However, the wars they had experienced paled in comparison to this assembly, resembling mere children’s games.

Tens of millions—what kind of magnitude was that? Let alone ordinary people, even with Ye Jingyu’s current sight, he could not see the end of the masses.

Did they harbor such profound hatred for the Violet Flame Clan? Was it necessary to mobilize so many people? Weren't they afraid of crippling their own strength? Or were they aiming to completely drown the Violet Flame Clan using sheer numerical superiority?

Shock overwhelmed everything; beyond astonishment, they found themselves speechless. Yet, those who arrived with Ye Jingyu, like Jiu Li Tower, seemed entirely unfazed. Unlike the mortal realm, in the Demon Realm, every single being, regardless of age or gender, was a soldier. When war broke out, entire clans often mobilized. Large-scale conflicts frequently resulted in the annihilation of several races, followed swiftly by the birth of new ones.

This was the brutality of the Demon Realm: once the fighting started, there was no room for mercy.

Even common disputes between demons often involved tens of thousands of participants, let alone a conflict that entangled the six great royal lineages of the Demon Realm.

Gazing upon the dense mass of demons, Ye Jingyu’s lips felt dry as he asked, “Does the old man Hei Mingba truly expect us to fight against this many?” In his mind, he had only anticipated dealing with the Demon Lords of the Ninth Rank. With his current abilities, he could manage ten-odd Demon Lords after setting up the Twelve Heavenly Witches Annihilation Grand Array. Yan Senxu, already a Demon King master, could handle another ten-odd Demon Lords. Coupled with the twelve Demon Lords of the Violet Flame Clan, Jiu Li Tower, Liang Xiaoke, and the others, dealing with the enemy’s Ninth Rank Demon Lords should not have been an issue. But now, facing this multitude, no matter how strong they were, they would eventually be exhausted to death.

“What does it matter how many there are? In battles between demons, the decisive factor is often the engagement at the higher levels. As long as we strike down their high-ranking Demon Lords, these masses will naturally scatter!” Yan Senxu stated dismissively, his confidence clearly inflated by his recent ascension to Demon King status.

“Hee hee, sweet little brother, with older sister here, what is there to worry about? As long as you don’t mind sister flirting with other men, I’ll drain as many as show up,” Hanba appeared beside Ye Jingyu at some unknown moment, placing a hand casually on his shoulder and speaking with seductive charm. Her demeanor, her gaze, her words, and her captivating figure made Liang Xiaoke next to him drool openly.

Liang Xiaoke desperately wished to trade places with Ye Jingyu, but the memory of Hanba’s previous grasp was still vivid, preventing him from daring to step forward and speak.

As for Ye Jingyu, he could only roll his eyes upon hearing Hanba’s proposal. Why would he mind? If she wanted to flirt with other men, she was free to go ahead; why tell him? Would he stop her if he asked her not to?

Ye Jingyu chose silence regarding Hanba’s words, while his body instinctively retreated a step, avoiding her enticement.

Just as Hanba was contemplating how to better seduce Ye Jingyu, the army of tens of millions of demons launched its assault. The ones charging first were neither the Werewolves, nor the Vampires, nor even the Nightmare Clan, which bore deep-seated hatred for the Violet Flame Clan. It was the Blue Feather Clan.

Of the eight royal lineages of the Demon Realm, the Asura Clan was the most formidable and generally paid no heed to Demon Realm affairs. The Demon Dragon Clan was extremely scarce and never participated in demonic conflicts. The remaining royal lineages, led by the Violet Flame Clan and the Blue Feather Clan respectively, formed two major factions. Now, in the assault against the Violet Flame Clan, the Blue Feather Clan naturally rushed to the forefront.

At least over one hundred thousand Blue Feather Clan members spread their azure wings and soared into the sky. A blue radiance simultaneously enveloped them, warding off the damage inflicted by the local earth flames, as they hurtled toward the Violet Flame Demons.

The originally purple sky was stained blue by the glow emanating from the Blue Feather Clan members, casting countless blue beams downward.

Seeing the Blue Feather Clan charging forward with such reckless abandon, a cold smile touched Yan Senxu’s lips. “They are so eager to seek death; I shall be the one to send them on their way first!” The moment the words left his mouth, Yan Senxu’s body transformed into a streak of firelight, rocketing into the sky to appear directly before the one hundred thousand Blue Feather warriors.

Observing these Blue Feather Clan members, whose cultivation rarely exceeded the Sixth Rank Demon Lord, Yan Senxu unleashed his strongest aura. A massive pillar of fire shot into the heavens, instantly forming a sea of flame spanning dozens of miles directly ahead of him, engulfing all one hundred thousand Blue Feather warriors within it.