He has the opportunity to recreate the grandeur of the demon clan back then.

A true genius.

An absolute powerhouse born from demon blood.

The Demon Supreme had stepped into the Ultimate Supreme Realm a hundred years ago and entered deep seclusion fifty years after that. Since then, his name had become a legend whispered only in secret chambers and ancient records.

Kara had not expected him to emerge now.

Of course, she did not know the exact moment he had left seclusion.

Perhaps he had come out ten years ago.

Perhaps even earlier.

He simply had not acted.

And that silence was more terrifying than open slaughter.

Kara released her mental energy and opened the secret letter.

The black envelope dissolved into threads of demonic light, revealing dense characters written in ancient demon script.

"The Demon Supreme was suspected of being the Ultimate Supreme when he was in seclusion. Now that he is out of seclusion, what realm will he be in? Will he still be Ultimate Supreme… or will he have reached the Perfect Supreme Realm?"

Kara's pupils contracted slightly.

Perfect Supreme.

If the Demon Supreme had truly reached that level…

Then the balance of the entire Skyreach region would collapse overnight.

With this thought, Kara continued reading.

Line by line.

The more she read, the colder her expression became.

When she finished, she closed her eyes briefly, then slowly put the secret message away.

Her voice echoed through the hall, calm but absolute.

"Notify all elders and leaders. All seniors in seclusion. All those traveling outside the sect."

"Everyone must return within half a month."

"As you command!"

The guard who delivered the letter did not dare hesitate. He turned and left immediately, his footsteps hurried.

An elder stepped forward, unable to suppress his curiosity.

"Sect Master… what happened?"

"The Demon Supreme has come out of seclusion," Kara replied flatly.

"He sent a secret message to all demon sects of the Blackspire Mountains."

"We are to gather at the Demon Ancestor Altar in the center of Blackspire… in one month."

"Gather?!"

The elder froze, then his breath grew heavy.

He understood.

Everyone did.

The last time all demon sects gathered at the Demon Ancestor Altar was a thousand years ago.

That gathering had ended in blood.

Skyreach Territory had been turned into a battlefield. Countless sects destroyed. Rivers dyed red.

This meant only one thing.

The Demon Supreme intended to lead the demon clan to rise again.

For more than five thousand years, the demon clans had been confined to the Blackspire Mountains.

This land was vast—but not infinite.

Resources were dwindling.

Bloodlines were thinning.

If they did not expand outward, extinction was only a matter of time.

At the very least, Skyreach Territory had to be taken.

Otherwise, once the Blackspire Mountains were exhausted, the demon clan would truly be beyond redemption.

"You should also inform the higher-ups of the sect," Kara continued.

"Before we go to the Demon Ancestor Altar, no one is allowed to leave the sect without permission."

"Anyone who disobeys…"

Her voice dropped by half a degree.

"Kill them on the spot."

"Understood!"

The elder bowed deeply, his heart surging with excitement and unease, before quickly leaving the hall.

In the next instant, Kara vanished.

When she reappeared, she stood atop the roof of the Black Demon Hall.

Cold wind lifted her hair.

Her face was no longer calm.

It was solemn.

Her gaze pierced westward.

Two thousand miles away lay the center of Blackspire Mountains.

The Demon Ancestor Altar.

An altar left behind from the Twilight of the Gods era.

Legend said the true inheritance of Xarion Veldrith—the ancestor of all demons—was hidden beneath it.

But epoch after epoch had passed.

Countless geniuses had tried.

Yet none had obtained the inheritance.

Even the Demon Supreme, whose talent shook all of Blackspire, had failed to uncover its deepest secrets.

"The Demon Supreme has summoned all sects…"

"The Demon Territory training trials have begun ahead of schedule…"

Kara clenched her fingers slowly.

"Chaos is coming."

…

Demon Territory.

Netherfall City.

This was the first border city after entering demon lands.

Beyond this point, humans were rare.

Almost everything Ethan saw were demons.

Scenes that once existed only in imagination filled the streets openly.

Ethan raised his head.

Between two towering mountains stood a colossal wall.

Netherfall Pass.

The demon territory was hostile to both monsters and humans.

Monsters were enemies to be exterminated.

Humans were tolerated—but never trusted.

Thus, humans rarely entered.

But rarely did not mean never.

Along the way, Ethan had already sensed several humans concealing their auras with powerful secret techniques, disguising themselves as demons and sneaking through.

Ethan himself was no exception.

He cultivated the Breath Technique.

He wore Onyx Orchid's mask.

Even an Ultimate Supreme would struggle to see through him.

Two short antlers protruded from his head.

At this moment, he appeared as a harmless roe deer spirit, wandering calmly among the demon clans.

The golden fishing spot lay near Netherfall Pass.

After passing the pass, to the east was a nameless mountain lake.

That was his destination.

Ethan entered the city and casually found an inn.

He had not eaten properly for a long time.

Before fishing, he wanted to satisfy his appetite.

On the first floor, he chose a seat by the window.

He ordered wine and meat and ate slowly.

The cuisine of the demon territory was crude.

Wine was strong—some brewed directly from blood.

Vegetables were rare.

Meat dominated everything.

Often raw.

Charcoal-grilled or roughly steamed.

Most ingredients were demon beasts.

For demons, eating their own kind and absorbing essence and blood was a legitimate path of cultivation.

Ethan frowned slightly.

Too bland.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

He took out his own condiments and sprinkled them over a roasted black pork leg.

Cumin.

Five-spice powder.

The aroma exploded instantly.

"Yes," Ethan thought calmly. "This is acceptable."

He bit into the pork leg.

At that moment, voices came from the next table.

Two rat demons were whispering excitedly.

"Have you heard, the training trial is about to start!"

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