My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

What was originally just a sarcastic remark triggered a murmur of discussion.

After a moment, an informed elder spoke up: "As far as I know, this really doesn't happen."

"That Demon Lord seems to be very wary of the Jiang Clan leader and has never provoked the Cangwu Jiang Clan. The demon cultivators under his command are all wary of the Cangwu Jiang Clan's power and are never willing to offend them..."

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water, completely extinguishing the last hope.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

At this time, an old man patted his thigh and said bitterly, "So, the Demon Lord also has people he fears. The problem is... it's not us."

The other laughed dryly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "It would be great if the Demon Lord could be a little more wary of us. Even if it means I become a 'distant relative' of the Cangwu Jiang family, I would be willing..."

After these words were spoken, everyone forced out a few bitter laughs.

The laughter was dry and full of helplessness.

One person sighed and said with emotion: "In this world, even if you want to make friends, you have to rely on your strength."

At this moment, an old man suddenly felt a strange movement in the sound transmission note in his arms.

He used his spiritual sense to touch and obtain information.

Soon, his face turned extremely pale.

The people around immediately gathered around, looking nervous.

"What's wrong again?" someone asked in a low voice.

The old man gritted his teeth, his voice almost hoarse: "The challenge... It's the challenge from the Demon Alliance."

"The Demon Lord has threatened that within a month, we must either surrender or perish."

This sentence was like a thunderclap, shocking everyone.

The air seemed to be stagnant for a few moments.

Soon after, other elders also received the same news.

Their faces were as pale as paper and their steps were staggering.

"It seems the Demon Lord's 'gift' is truly generous."

"We gave Xuan Mingzi a gift, and he gave us destruction in return."

"This is really a give-and-take, a reciprocity..."

Someone took over, and although his tone was light, the smile on his lips was uglier than crying.

At this moment, everyone was filled with regret.

No one expected that the Demon Lord's revenge would come so swiftly and cruelly.

"I thought I could use this to counterbalance the Demon Alliance, but it ended up pushing the sect into ruin."

"I regret it!"

With a few sighs, everyone hurriedly dispersed with sorrow and fear, preparing to return to the sect to deal with the disaster ahead.

The two elders of Shangqing Sect looked at each other with complicated expressions.

They suddenly felt that the ancestor's surrender to the Demon Alliance might not be a bad thing.

At least, Shangqing Sect will not fall into the same desperate situation as these people's sects.

One person said self-deprecatingly: "Is this a blessing in disguise?"

Another person shook his head: "Why doesn't this count?"

..........

In the next few days, the news spread like wildfire.

In a teahouse or tavern in a certain city in the Eastern Region, there was a bustling atmosphere of people and discussions.

Every sentence revolves around the Demon Alliance and the Demon Lord.

Awe, fear, and helplessness are intertwined in every voice.

"Have you heard? The Cang Tian Sword Sect's mountain gate was shattered by the Demon Lord with a single punch. They didn't even have a chance to resist."

"What kind of boxing technique did this Demon Lord practice? It's simply horrifying."

A monk sighed, his eyes filled with shock.

"It doesn't matter what kind of boxing you practice."

Another person chimed in, his voice dripping with self-mockery: "What matters is that he speaks reason—with his fists."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

Then, a young monk said with a smile, "What if you run into the Demon Lord and he tries to reason with you and you can't win? What will you do?"

"What else can be done?"

"Just kneel down and listen. Can you really outrun his fist?"

Upon hearing this, the young monk agreed deeply and nodded.

At this time, someone took over and said, "By the way, do you know how the Sword Master of the Cang Tian Sword Sect was humiliated?"

"I heard that he surrendered publicly, and the Demon Lord even mocked him for his 'swordsmanship without an edge.'"

Everyone sighed when they heard this, "Tsk tsk, with this suppression, who would dare to act rashly in the future?"

"This is truly magnificent, a role model for our generation."

"Well, speaking of which, the Demonic Alliance is now considered the number one force in the Eastern Region, right?"

One of them nodded and sighed, "Of course it is. Just look at how the once righteous sects are now suppressed to the point where they can't even raise their heads. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it and would have just treated it as a joke."

"Yes, now you have to believe it even if you don't want to."

"Who dares not to support the Demon Alliance? If you want to survive, you have to follow the trend."

"Go with the flow? I heard that many small and medium-sized sects have taken the initiative to seek refuge with the Demon Alliance. They are more open-minded than us."

"Not to mention the small sects, even the top sects that were once high and mighty will have to change their rules and grovel under the banner of the Demonic Alliance."

"Who can stop this 'trend'?"

One person frowned and said in a deep voice: "Although it is the general trend, the direction of the wind is changing too quickly."

"Fast?" the young monk whispered, his eyes filled with fear. "This isn't fast, this is terrifying!"

"Everyone used to gnash their teeth when the Demon Lord was mentioned, but now? They revere him like a god!"

"What else can we do?" The older monk sighed, his eyes deep, "The Demon Lord is no ordinary demon."

"He has the means, the strength, and the determination to subdue a strong man like Xuan Mingzi."

"Who in the current Eastern Region dares not to give him face? If you dare, I will toast you first."

"Cheers?" someone next to him said bitterly, "Never mind, let's just toast with a glass of poisoned wine first."

Everyone forced out a few dry laughs, and the atmosphere eased a little, but the awe in their hearts still lingered.

"It seems that we really need to be careful when we are out in the martial arts world."

"If you encounter someone from the Demon League, give way."

"Don't even mention giving way. Even if I really have to jump into the river, I'll do it with a smile."

"Then go try it!"

Everyone laughed, but their laughter was somewhat helpless.

At this moment, the Demonic Alliance's dominance has already made the entire Eastern Region's cultivation world breathless.

The balance between good and evil has long been tilted.

Everyone knows that no one can reverse this trend!

..........

As the changes in the Eastern Region intensify, the Demon Alliance becomes more powerful.

Its influence gradually spread to the South Region, West Region, North Region, and even the Central Region.

One day, several figures descended upon the Demon League headquarters. Their auras were restrained and deep, and their cultivation was all above the ninth level of the Soul Realm.

The Demon Alliance guard stepped forward alertly and saluted: "You have come from afar, what brings you here?"

The leading young man raised his chin slightly, his eyes filled with disdain: "I am Ling Min, a true disciple of the Black Abyss Holy Land."

"I have come here by order of the Holy Lord to meet your Demon Lord and discuss important matters."

"I advise you not to be ungrateful, lest you delay your important work."

Ling Min spoke coldly and with an arrogant look, his eyes swept past the guards as if sweeping away dust.

Several guards looked at each other and were shocked.

What? Someone from the Central Region Holy Land?!

At this moment, they instantly realized that the 'important matter' the other party was talking about was by no means simple.