The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

In the Eternal Night Kingdom, atop the Demon King's Castle of the Demon Clan, all thirty-seven king-level demons of the Demon Clan have gathered.

The number of demon kings is naturally much smaller compared to humans and dwarves.

Like the angels, they have a small population due to their poor reproductive ability. Even if they have racial talent in cultivation, it is still not enough to compensate for their low population size.

In his normal state, Julius Caesar was five meters tall, covered in black scales, and had a pair of fleshy wings as hard as steel folded behind his back like a shield.

Beneath his winding goat horns were six inverted triangular eyes that gleamed with a terrifying, chilling light.

Caesar was surrounded by a group of demon kings, like stars around the moon.

It is obvious that the average demon king is smaller than Caesar.

Below the Demon King, those overlords and demons at the Innate Realm are even smaller in size.

The smallest demon race has only a black spherical body with a pair of very small wings on its back, but it can still fly, like a flying lump of coal.

These little devils were the most numerous, swarming around the Demon King's castle like locusts.

The demon race does not consider lesser demons as members of their race. Although lesser demons can take human form after training, they are normally regarded as demonic creatures, just like the demonic cloud beasts in the sky.

In the Kingdom of Eternal Night, there are many other types of monsters.

"Song Feng, a mere brat."

Caesar was chewing on a little devil, whose body was being bitten to pieces, but the little devil didn't dare to show any pain on its face, instead exclaiming that it was enjoying it.

A demon king warned Caesar.

"Your Majesty, this fellow is now a Song Gua, not a Song Feng."

Caesar spat out half of the little devil from his mouth.

"Bah! I don't care who he is, he's just here to die! What are you all standing there for? Charge! We demons won't fawn over this so-called savior like the dwarves!"

The battle has begun.

The demon race completely refused to negotiate and immediately began to kill.

The demon race, ranging from the King Realm to the Acquired Realm, numbered in the tens of thousands, a vast and numerous group, each capable of soaring high like a flock of crows.

In addition, they controlled an even greater number of monsters, which swarmed over the bandits.

These monsters are cannon fodder for the demon race.

The demons knew that the bandits were skilled at self-destruction.

Then let it explode! Kill a bunch of monsters; they won't care at all.

Even if they encounter bandits using a self-destruct tactic in battle, they can still drag monsters down with them.

Even if they are seriously injured, as long as they don't die, they can quickly heal their injuries by absorbing the life force of the monsters.

Demons are very difficult to kill.

Their physical strength far surpasses that of other races at the same level. When bandits at the Overlord level self-destruct head-on, they can only barely kill a few Overlords at the same level. At most, they can only injure a King, posing no threat to his life.

The monsters keep coming in endlessly, causing a huge headache.

The demons hid among the demon army, occasionally inflicting heavy blows on the bandits, causing them considerable trouble.

At that moment, that man stepped forward!

"There's a way to tame beasts in cultivation! You trashy demon race, trying to use overwhelming numbers on me? I'm your ancestor!"

Ghost Brother wielded a large cleaver, hacking away with ferocious speed and swift movements, cutting down numerous demons.

Once a monster dies at his hands, it will automatically revive the next second, transforming into an undead creature and becoming Ghost Brother's "tamed beast," obeying Ghost Brother's commands and counterattacking other monsters.

Monsters killed by the monsters controlled by Ghost Brother will also become Ghost Brother's "tamed beasts".

However, the Dao Body ability that Ghost Brother retains cannot be used against intelligent life forms such as normal humans, dwarves, and demons.

But it didn't matter. There were countless monsters on the scene, and the demon race kept bringing in from all over the Eternal Night Kingdom, oblivious to their own mortality.

No matter how many they came, Ghost Brother would cut them down. Ghost Brother controlled more and more beasts, and the transformation speed was getting faster and faster, like a snowball rolling bigger and bigger, and the faster it rolled.

This is what happens when a demon's internet speed reaches 100 Mbps.

They knew about bandits; their ancestors had dealt with them before.

However, their understanding of the bandits was not that thorough.

Besides, there has been no news of bandits for the past thousand years, and no one would be studying bandits every day.

Moreover, the demon race is arrogant and looks down on other races, so why would they spend time and effort studying their opponents?

The lack of thorough understanding of the bandits led to the current situation.

The more monsters they summoned, the harder it was for the bandits to kill, and the bandits' fighting strength increased.

"Stop summoning monsters! You fools! Can't you see? Every monster that comes is a traitor to the bandits!"

Caesar, in a fit of rage, slapped a demon responsible for summoning monsters to death.

The demons inside the castle were still completely bewildered.

"What's going on? Why are our monsters attacking our own people?"

"These bandits are toxic! They can even control our monsters?"

"The situation is bad. We used to have the upper hand, but now the bandits have the upper hand."

Song Gua took out the Thousand Transformations and said calmly.

"I'll handle it. You can't even handle the Demon King."

Song Gua gently raised his hand, activated his Dao, and once again entered the ultimate state of a king.

"What is it...? My power can clearly continue to increase, but it seems to be bound by some kind of rule, preventing me from surpassing it."

This constraint is similar to the fact that the speed of light cannot be exceeded.

Cultivators on Earth also have an insurmountable limit to the power they accumulate.

This barrier is irrelevant to the Song hexagram.

After all, he was the only one who could reach this limit; others couldn't even see his exhaust.

Song Gua took a step forward, and at the same time, a thousand transformations formed a towering hammer, which slammed down fiercely.

"Boom!!!"

With a single blow, Song Gua smashed the Demon King's castle, which covered half the mountain, into ruins.

"If you refuse to give it, then your entire clan will be wiped out!"

The Thousand Transformations weapon quickly transformed from a giant hammer into a cannon barrel, which Song Gua carried on his shoulder. He used his spiritual power to create cannonballs that bombarded all directions.

"ah!!!"

If they run down, the largest number of little devils can die in one go, numbering in the thousands.

Even a demon at the King level wouldn't dare to take a cannonball head-on.

This is not only because the Thousand Transformations combined with Song Gua's current realm are very powerful, but also because Song Gua borrowed Pao Ge's power and relied on Pao Ge's Dao Body ability, making the destructive power of these cannonballs even more terrifying, and also adding all sorts of random effects.

Occasionally, a speed bump is created by the explosion, greatly reducing the flight speed of people within the blast area.

It occasionally explodes with a bunch of abnormal statuses, such as burning, poisoning, and dizziness, leaving enemies within the affected area with no choice but to wait for death if they don't die.

Sometimes a large net would be blown up, binding even those who weren't killed.