Yi Tianxing turned to glance behind him, toward the forbidden zone he had just left.
There, a colossal stele towered into the sky, solemn and unmoving.
On its surface, four ancient seal script characters blazed into view:
"Eternally Suppress the Heaven Fiends!!" (永镇天魔)
These characters locked the heavens and sealed the earth, upholding the firmament and rooting into the depths, exuding boundless might. The intent behind the stele was profound, almost unfathomable—and Yi Tianxing could sense that the monument was still growing, absorbing unknown forces as it rose.
This Desolate Forbidden Zone was clearly a place where the suppression against the Eternal Night fiends was at its most intense.
It was, without question, one of Eternal Night's true restricted zones.
Even the demons of Eternal Night instinctively avoided it. Not even daring to approach.
"Looks like this forbidden zone bears the mark of a forbidden-level powerhouse."
Yi Tianxing nodded to himself.
This place was both a defensive barrier against Eternal Night's expansion and a strategic foothold for launching counteroffensives.
After one last look, he continued walking away from the zone.
He didn't intend to release White Crow City just yet. This was Eternal Night. If he revealed the city here, it would undoubtedly alert the other top-tier powerhouses across the battlefield. By the time he tried to conceal it, it might already be too late.
Now was the time to scout—to understand the Eternal Night battlefield's structure and layout before taking further action.
He lifted his gaze toward the distant horizon.
With the Innate Yin-Yang Eyes, his vision could pierce through layers of reality to an unbelievable extent.
Above his head hung thirteen crimson moons, ominous and glowing—the Blood Moons.
From each one, streams of demonic energy cascaded downward, merging into the Eternal Night battlefield below. Though the Blood Moons seemed close, they were in fact projections, their true forms not part of this world. But even as projections, they emanated such oppressive force that one couldn't help but feel they were thirteen demonic eyes staring across the battlefield from the void.
"Those Blood Moons aren't simple—they possess a surveillance function."
Yi Tianxing's eyes narrowed. He subtly tightened his grip on the Heavenly Mechanism Umbrella.
With the umbrella's shielding, no method of detection—not even the Blood Moons—could pierce his location. Still, the discovery made him all the more cautious.
But outwardly, his expression didn't change.Instead, he turned toward the nearest Eternal Night battle city to investigate further.
Even walking casually, Yi Tianxing's steps spanned vast distances. It didn't take long before he arrived in front of the city.
As he approached, he concealed his presence, fading from sight like he had stepped between the folds of space.
A natural, effortless invisibility—no one could perceive him.
"Bloodflame City… what a fitting name for a demon city."
Looking up at the gate, he noted the name etched in Eternal Night's strange script, resembling bloody flames. Each character radiated Dao runes, indicating a complex, mystical origin.
Thanks to his previous trade with the Myriad Tribulations Demon Sovereign, he had acquired the language and cultivation methods of Eternal Night. Reading these characters now was effortless.
He was no outsider here—no illiterate among devils.
Just then—
BOOM!
The city gate creaked open.
"Move! Keep up!"
"Time to march! You are warriors of Eternal Night! Go forth and slay on the battlefield!"
"Heh, this batch of demon soldiers is quite promising. The Blood Demons they'll birth should yield impressive results on the Divine and Demonic Battlefield."
Amid the shouting, waves of demon soldiers poured from the city, surging outward in unbroken tides.
Among them stood Eternal Night clan members in blood-red robes, maintaining order.
It was immediately clear—these were not mere cannon fodder, but true cultivators, Eternal Night powerhouses in their own right.
Each exuded a bloody aura. Many had strength equivalent to the Nascent Soul Realm or higher.
Their expressions were cold, ruthless. These were killers.
As for the troops spilling from the gates—they were shrouded in blood-red light, with bat-like wings, pale faces, and glowing, hungry eyes. Their sharp fangs gleamed, hollow within—perfect for draining blood in an instant.
They resembled vampires.
But the bloodthirst and bloodlust in their eyes were far more intense.
They were exactly like the mindless Eternal Night cannon fodder that appeared on the Divine and Demonic Battlefield.
They had no self-awareness, no will of their own. Just killing machines.
These creatures were known in Eternal Night as the Blood Demon Clan—a race driven by an insatiable thirst for blood.
Yet these were not recognized members of the clan, but rather blood demon slave soldiers, or blood thralls.
Only those who survived the battlefield, awakened their true consciousness, and broke free from their blood-frenzied haze, would be acknowledged as full members of the clan.
That path… was one in a million—or less.
They were bred for quantity, not quality.
From sheer numbers, true geniuses would eventually emerge.
The guards were true Blood Demon cultivators—the rest, mere blood thralls.
And those thralls now poured endlessly from the city. Their numbers seemed… infinite.
"So these Eternal Night demon troops on the Divine and Demonic Battlefield are born here…"
Yi Tianxing's eyes gleamed with curiosity.
Without hesitation, he moved forward.
Holding the Great Divination Celestial Umbrella, he drifted through the blood thrall horde, unseen and undetected.
Not a single demon sensed his presence.
It was as if he simply didn't exist.
As he passed through the city, he noticed its eerie elegance—a noble, gothic aura permeated the architecture.
Even though it was demon-made, it bore the markings of a twisted aristocracy.
Elegant, yes—but it couldn't hide the monstrous nature of its creators.
The city was vast, and curiously sparse in population.
Unknowingly, Yi Tianxing followed the direction the blood thralls had come from.
Eventually, he reached the city's center.
"What… is that?"
Yi Tianxing stared at the central plaza, eyes widening slightly in shock.
There, a massive blood pool churned. Thick crimson fluid rolled and frothed.
Within the frothing surface, bubbles formed and burst—each containing a blood-colored fetus.
These fetal forms were clearly miniature blood thralls.
As the bubbles burst, the fetuses rapidly matured, swelling to full size in moments—emerging as new blood soldiers.
This process continued endlessly.
At the pool's center stood a statue, cast entirely of blood crystal.
It depicted a Blood Demon, its face upturned, devouring multicolored demonic energy.
It was the heart of the pool's power.
"That's the power of Seven Emotions and Six Desires. The energy of lust, greed, hatred, obsession... it all comes from the Blood Moons."
Yi Tianxing looked to the skies again.
He could now clearly see that the thirteen Blood Moons were constantly shedding blood-colored moonlight—the essence of desire itself.
This light was absorbed by the Blood Demon statue, converted into nourishment for the blood pool, which in turn birthed wave after wave of blood demon soldiers.
As long as the pool remained intact, these demon troops could be endlessly regenerated.
This was nothing short of a terrifying war factory.
And the Blood Moons… were its infinite power source.
"These Blood Moons can transform the power of desire into creative force, birthing life… what a terrifying method."
Yi Tianxing's mind raced with theories.
He connected the dots: the Blood Pool, the Blood Demon statue, the Blood Moons… all forming a closed cycle of endless military production.
It explained how Eternal Night could spawn armies without end for the Divine and Demonic Battlefield.
The realization cast a shadow over his heart.
"So Eternal Night truly has a way of converting desire into soldiers… an unmatched advantage in prolonged warfare. No fear of death, no concern for losses—just endless waves."
But how exactly did this transmutation work?
Yi Tianxing peered deeper, activating his Innate Yin-Yang Eyes to the fullest.
He could see countless demonic runes circulating over the blood pool, flowing rapidly.
Torrents of demonic energy poured into the pool as fuel.
Even with his divine eyes, he couldn't analyze it all at once—only fragments.
Then he turned his gaze to the Blood Demon statue.
Inside, he discovered… a drop of essence blood.
It radiated immense power—almost indestructible. Its aura was terrifying.
A superpowerful Blood Demon, far beyond Dao Platform Realm, had left this blood behind.
This essence blood absorbed moonlight and demonic energy, and then bled its essence into the blood pool—transforming the newborns into blood thralls.
Even more terrifying—it could regenerate.
Whatever it lost, it quickly regained.If desired, it could even form an avatar instantly using this essence alone.