Zhang Yang and five demon leaders, along with a vast army, charged across the Wanling Continent.

The numerous cultivators of the Wanling Continent watched in shock as the tens of thousands of troops flew overhead, especially noting the devilish qi swirling around them, leaving everyone in silent awe.

With such overwhelming demonic power, what were they to do in the future?

Zhang Yang sat atop a massive demon beast formed from condensed devilish qi, feeling as though the beast was as solid as any real creature, with no discomfort at all.