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The Starry Battlefield was a Dead Zone. Although it was much brighter than the Void Space, it still exuded an air of gloom. Countless nebula whirlpools floated in the starry sky, and anyone caught in one would find themselves trapped forever.
Neither the Demon Clan nor the Human Race could traverse the starry expanse for long, so the lifeless planets scattered throughout became their resting points.
However, after a fierce Battle, the area within tens of millions of miles was left barren. The previous conflict had drained much of their strength, but for the kings, it was hardly a concern.
As the Four Kings charged toward dawn, Zuo Dao emanated a chilling aura, locking onto several Grand Instructors. His intentions were clear: if they intervened, they would face Zuo Dao's thunderous strike.
The Twelve Disciples and the Side Door Combat Division observed Zuo Dao's actions and quickly followed suit, matching force with force. Though few in number, under Zuo Dao's murderous intent, they formed an overwhelming power.
Everyone targeted by them felt an instinctive chill. Especially Yan Zhen; those present could sense his strength, and anyone who met his indifferent gaze felt a pang of insecurity.
"Zuo Dao, do you truly wish to disregard the Human Race?" Dawn exclaimed upon witnessing the situation, surprised by the other's decisiveness. However, with the Four Kings already charging forward, he could only retreat hastily toward the densely populated area of the Human Race War Division.
"Hypocritical," Zuo Dao's voice echoed from afar.
The high-ranking officials of the Supreme Academy dared not take action; their strength was evident, and stepping forward would only invite suffering. Moreover, with the Four Great Demon Kings lurking nearby, even if Zuo Dao wouldn’t kill them, there was no telling whether these Alien Races would strike unexpectedly during battle.
At this point, tactics involving sheer numbers had become ineffective, especially since their forces were outnumbered by the demons.
Yet deep down, they all agreed with Zuo Dao’s words.
Knowing that the Four Demon Lords were targeting him and still charging toward their own heavily populated area to thwart their advance—wasn't that a bit too ruthless for someone from Supreme Academy?
However, Dawn paid little mind to such thoughts. While retreating, he pulled out the War God Order and commanded the War Department along his path to intercept. In an instant, the Human Race's War Department and Cultivators found themselves in a dilemma—neither advancing nor retreating.
Xu Yao could no longer stand by.
"All War Departments must hold their positions and not act recklessly. If anything arises, I will take responsibility," he bellowed, silencing the chaos. This made Zuo Dao regard him with newfound respect; at least some members of Supreme Academy were not foolish.
At this moment, no one cared to consider Dawn's feelings; wherever he passed, all War Departments retreated like frightened birds and beasts, creating a clear path between him and the Four Kings.
What kind of cultivation do the Four Demon Lords possess? And what is the Realm of Dawn? Before a person arrives, the attack has already begun, like washing ink in water or fishing for the moon in a well. Although they appeared to be struggling against Yan Zhao earlier, facing someone like Dawn is an entirely different story; it is a complete suppression.
The Ink Demon had darkened this area, with shadows flickering within.
Dawn's furious roar echoed through the space.
"You cannot kill me; I am a subordinate of Lord Mao Ao."
"What?"
"Mao Ao?"
No one needed an explanation; everyone present was astute. Among humans, there was no one with the surname of Demon. Even if there were, they would change their surname; otherwise, their entire clan would be wiped out without question.
On the demon side, only a king could bear a single-character name.
Upon hearing Dawn's words, the Four Kings—Fang, Da, Tong, and Jie—couldn't help but pause.
Mao Ao, a king among demons and one of the top five rulers beneath the Demon King, possessed strength far exceeding that of the current Four Kings. He was also one of the earliest followers of the Demon King.
Before they could contemplate further, Zuo Dao's voice came through.
"As long as you kill him, my promise will take effect."
It didn't matter whose subordinate you were; killing was killing. Although Zuo Dao belonged to the human race, he did not differentiate between races. To him, it was all the same wherever one resided. After all, everyone lived somewhere.
It wasn't that he was heartless or cold-blooded. As a good young man from the New Century, he understood the true meaning of world unity.
What are demons? What are monsters? What are humans? They can all be relative; anyone can be anyone else. It is merely a clash of different cultures. You may see him as rebellious, but these are all facts.
The Four Demon Kings hesitated upon hearing Zuo Dao's words. Mao Ao, after all, was their superior, possessing strength that overshadowed theirs in a realm where power reigned supreme.
"Don't listen to that guy. Do you see the rugged Cultivator next to him? He carries a divine artifact capable of annihilating our demon race. We must kill him and seize it," Dawn declared, no longer hiding his intentions.
Although the outcome of the battlefield was still uncertain, it was relatively easy for the demon race to ensure their own survival given their strength.
He hadn't expected to encounter Zuo Dao in this matter. After the Academy Competition, he had sent out intelligence regarding Zuo Dao and his group, but he never anticipated that it wouldn't attract the attention of the Demon King’s estate. If it weren't for Yao Qingmu's plea for help, the Eight Kings wouldn't have appeared.
"What?"
Even though Zuo Dao's strength was acknowledged by them, he was still an outsider, and trust was not easily given. Their only aim was to weaken the human race's power. They were surprised that Dawn would reveal such a significant secret.
Not only the Four Great Demon Lords but even the Four Kings of the beast race could not remain calm. If the demon race were to be destroyed, the beast race would certainly not be able to stand aside; their demise would only be a matter of time.
Tiger Soul possesses a divine artifact?
Xu Yao quickly reacted. "Dawn, you traitor! The Academy Battle Division should swiftly eliminate this traitor."
"Understood."
The unified response reflected just how unpopular Dawn was within the Supreme Academy!
The most delighted among them was Tiger Soul. Regardless of whether he truly possessed a divine artifact or not, the traitor had finally revealed himself. However, it was unexpected that this traitor held such high authority as the head of the War Institute controlling the war efforts of the Supreme Academy.
This traitor's rank was alarmingly high; if there was one, there would surely be another. It seemed humanity had yet to learn its lesson; betrayal could occur even amidst wars with Alien Races—such is human nature.
All those rushing toward Dawn from the War Department were blocked by the Four Great Demon Lords, who did not kill but merely forced them back.
"Friend Zuo, I must take this person with me," said Demon Cube as he looked at Zuo Dao. He found himself in a difficult position; dreaming of snatching a divine artifact from Zuo Dao was futile. Yan Zhen had yet to showcase his strength after Transcend Tribulation, but typically one would only rise in power. If they were to kill a human Cultivator now, there was no telling how fiercely their opponents might retaliate.
From the very beginning, he had witnessed the combat strength of the Tiger Soul War Division, and this matter was not related to him and his companions at all. They had not received any support from Mao Ao; they had only come after receiving information from Yao Qingmu.
Protecting Dawn was partly to give Mao Ao face, but it also served to embarrass Mao Ao in front of the Demon Lord. Moreover, if this continued, who knew who would end up in trouble?
"He either stays or you all go down." Zuo Dao harbored a deep hatred for this traitor. If it weren't for his unintentional involvement, thousands of lives would have been lost on this battlefield, which had already crossed his bottom line.
Seeing the hesitation of the Four Kings, Zuo Dao could no longer hold back.
"Get lost or die."
With a surge of killing intent, he charged directly at Dawn.
"Any intruders from the Side Door Battle Team are to be killed without mercy. The rest is up to you, Senior Brother." As he spoke, Zuo Dao had already reached the front of the Four Kings and Dawn, throwing a punch without hesitation.
"Demon Lord, save me!" Dawn quickly dodged behind the Demon Cube. He knew Zuo Dao's punch all too well; he absolutely could not take it, especially not now when Zuo Dao was intent on killing.
The Demon Cube intercepted Zuo Dao's attack but was sent flying back, crashing into the other Three Kings.
Dawn faced Zuo Dao directly, and at that moment, Yan Zhen had also caught up to block the Four Great Demon Lords in front of them without making a move.
"Who are the people behind you?" Zuo Dao couldn't kill Dawn immediately and asked this question instead. Upon hearing this, Tiger Soul seemed to awaken from a dream.
In that instant when Dawn was exposed, he thought that the traitor had finally shown himself but overlooked a more important issue: who could bring out someone with an artifact was beyond his level to investigate.
"What are you?" When facing Zuo Dao alone, Dawn no longer appeared flustered as before.
"What do you think I am? Even if I kill you, I can still find out. It's just that if you come out now, you'll die a bit more painlessly," Zuo Dao said without any concern about revealing his soul-searching abilities in front of everyone. Although it sounded somewhat evil, he understood that harsh measures were necessary in chaotic times.
This was also a form of indirect intimidation.
Upon hearing Zuo Dao's words, Dawn suddenly went wild, shouting,
"You are definitely not human, you are definitely not human! Who are you? You are a demon, you are a monster; only they can extract what they want to know from the dead!"
"Stop acting. My patience is limited. If you don't cooperate, you won't have a chance," Zuo Dao said domineeringly, not giving Dawn any time to think as he reached out to grab his head.
"Good man Jie, why do you act like a thief!"
With a sigh, Dawn found himself unable to evade, as if Zuo Dao had him pinned in place, and he was caught right on target.
"You can't do this..." His voice abruptly cut off.
From Dawn's seven orifices, a black smoke began to rise, gradually coalescing into a dark curtain. Images flowed within it, and soon a figure appeared in the scene, though it remained indistinct and hard to discern.
Moments later, the image vanished, leaving everyone unable to see who that person was.
"Soul-Seizing Hand of Destruction."
Demon Cube and the others gasped at Zuo Dao's bizarre technique. Even Xu Yao looked at Zuo Dao with a different expression.
"What's wrong? Did I use it incorrectly?" Zuo Dao asked, his face showing no sign of disturbance as he casually tossed aside the now dazed Dawn. "Killing you would dirty my hands."
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