Chapter 404: The End of Demon Tide

Just as Lu Ye was preparing to retreat, the power of Celestial Lord Fist was already in motion.

The Demon Tide—it will return!

Move!

"Sect Master!"

At that moment, a loud shout echoed through the void.

Lu Ye, mid-punch, suddenly froze. His eyes snapped toward the distant void.

There, he saw rays of light radiating through the emptiness.

Within the light, human cultivators appeared. The loud shout unmistakably belonged to the Drunken Sword Taoist.

Heaven’s Gate’s forces?

To be honest, with their meager numbers, taking on the Demon Tide now was suicide.

But as Lu Ye observed the countless figures in the void, each radiating divine light, he spotted the emblems of various sects.

And there—the Eternal Sect!!!

Though Lu Ye had yet to halt his movements, his eyes slowly widened. He had just come out of seclusion and hadn’t yet dealt with the issue of the death squads.

From the First Heaven onward, he and the Eternal Sect had been at war. He’d even planned to wipe them out across all Nine Heavens, just as he had in his previous life.

Now, the Eternal Sect had appeared here—what did this mean?

Were they here to make peace?

"Fellow Daoist Lu Ye, the Eternal Sect fights with you!"

The Eternal Sect’s Mediocre Taoist bellowed, as if worried Lu Ye might miss them.

"My Canghai Heavenly Sect is here to back you up!"

"The Immovable Mountain stands with you, Brother!"

"The humans are here!"

As countless human figures surged toward the Demon Tide, the Wuxin Demon Lord and An Li paled.

Lu Ye’s face, too, twisted in disbelief.

In his past life, he’d followed the Path of Protection. When he faced crises, some had come to his aid—but never in such numbers. Acquaintances never lifted a finger.

Most who showed up only pretended to help.

But now?

Allies, strangers, even old foes—they’d all shown up.

All he could think was: *Interesting. Very interesting.*

Screw this so-called Path of Protection.

This thing, supposedly the Path of Protection, has actually been cultivated by me into the Path of the Doormat.

Face it, you're just a doormat. No matter how badly you're treated, you’ll stick around—so why bother being nice?

Nobody in this world gives a damn when a doormat dies—so drop dead already.

But now, Lu Ye’s gone full-on bloodthirsty and ruthless, killing on a whim, no negotiations, no mercy, regardless of who stands before him.

Look!

Look!

Now everyone wants to be friends with Lu Ye!

A vicious grin spread across Lu Ye’s face as his gaze turned toward An Li.

At this moment, the Wuxin Demon Lord’s face twisted in fury.

Because, based on his investigations and long-term observations, he knew full well just how hard it was for human factions to band together.

The odds of the whole human race uniting were practically zero in the early stages of the Demon Tide. Perhaps only after the demons had seized 70% or even 80% of the void, driving humanity to the edge of annihilation, would they finally unite.

The Wuxin Demon Lord’s speculation was correct.

That was exactly how it played out in the previous life.

Humanity truly only formed an alliance at the very last moment of life and death, and even then, they were too busy squabbling over who got to call the shots.

So in this life, Lu Ye never intended to let humanity form an alliance.

Yet now, it had happened!

"We’re done for..."

The Wuxin Demon Lord’s eyes went hollow with despair.

Everything was over...

With the demons getting slaughtered left and right, how could they possibly face the united human forces in this state?

Moreover, this time, way too many human heavy hitters had arrived at once—pretty much every big player was here.

With so many people, even if the demons hadn't suffered such devastating losses at Lu Ye's hands, it would’ve been anyone’s fight.

Now, with the demons severely weakened, was there even any doubt about the result?

An Li looked almost disappointed.

Because, given the current trend, the remaining demon forces could’ve still shaved off one of Lu Ye’s lives—but now, that was no longer possible.

Damn it, these traitorous rats actually sided with Lu Ye?

Whatever. Three of Lu Ye’s lives down—An Li could live with that.

Three lives!

Three this time. Next time, she’d finish off every last life he’d stockpiled!

Once Lu Ye started crumbling, the rest would be easy pickings!

"Celestial Lord Fist!"

Lu Ye bellowed.

Since the Celestial Lord Fist had already been charged, there was no reason to withdraw it.

With a single strike of the Celestial Lord Fist, Lu Ye did not unleash his full power, yet its force was far more terrifying than sword aura.

The demon soldiers in the direct line between Lu Ye and An Li had already prepared themselves, swiftly dodging!

Based on prior experience, any attack Lu Ye directed at An Li was unstoppable—block it and die. Though An Li was a wealthy woman, she was not the leader of the demon race, so no demon would foolishly take the hit for her.

However, this Celestial Lord Fist was not like a narrow sword beam. Instead, it tore a massive gap through the demon ranks in one strike.

It could truly be called a path of radiance.

Facing the Celestial Lord Fist, An Li remained utterly calm, an infatuated smile on her face.

"My husband, I was so happy to see you this time. Accidentally claiming three of your lives was quite thrilling. I eagerly await our next meeting."

The Dark Origin transformed into a shield before her, directly blocking the Celestial Lord Fist—the gap in power was simply too vast.

Yet Providence continued its ceaseless bombardment.

Lu Ye moved, instantly turning into a blood-red streak as he charged madly toward An Li.

An Li's expression twisted in alarm. While she could use the Dark Origin's power to block ranged attacks—since it did not manifest within her body, preventing Providence from directly targeting her—close-quarters combat was a different matter.

In close-quarters combat, she would have to channel the Dark Origin's power within herself.

Just like during her heavenly tribulation, Providence could strike her directly.

Run!

An Li transformed into a trail of light, fleeing in panic.

At this point, whether Lu Ye was surrounded and killed no longer mattered.

The human army had already plowed into the demon ranks, engaging in fierce battle.

The Demon Tide, at this very moment, marked its end.

The Wuxin Demon Lord stood transfixed at the scene.

It was over!

His grand designs lay in ruins in this instant. It was a pity he hadn’t even completed the first step—killing Lu Ye.

As for how many lives he had taken from Lu Ye?

As long as Lu Ye didn’t die, what use was taking a few lives?

"Initiate the retreat plan!" the Wuxin Demon Lord said hoarsely.

He was ascending to a higher realm!

As for the surviving demon forces, how many would live or die by their own skill.

Normally, Wuxin Demon Lord treated these demon warriors as trusted confidants, like blood brothers.

But that was only to fulfill his dark ambition.

Now that his grand design has shattered, these demons hold no value in his eyes whatsoever.

As for sentiment?

Sorry, he's heartless!