"Boom!"

The nearly closed Starry Sky Gate was struck by a mere punch from a distance, causing it to flicker unsteadily!

The hazy phantom that once shrouded the colossal gate began to dissipate, revealing the ancient, weathered surface of the massive door, which trembled violently under the force of that punch!

From within the gate, a panicked voice roared in desperation.

"Hold it! You must hold it!"

The hundred or so demonic warriors at the forefront of the Bone Path channeled their demonic energy into the gate, struggling to resist the force of that punch and stabilize the wavering Starry Sky Gate.

Yet another punch landed.

Instantly, the hundred demons turned red-faced, sweat pouring down their brows!

"Crack!"

The massive skull structure began to fracture, and the Starry Sky Gate teetered on the verge of collapse!

Tens of thousands of demons paled in terror, as if witnessing the apocalypse. Chaos erupted, with cries of despair and pleas filling the air.

"Stop! Stop it already!"

"Don’t hit it anymore, just stop!"

"That damned human! For months, he’s been capturing our demon kin—either slaughtering them for materials or making them vanish without a trace! How can he be this strong? What are we supposed to do?!"

"It’s over… it’s all over!"

Outside the gate, demons wailed in despair, while inside, the Demon Commander trembled in fear.

Even though he was only a silhouette beyond the Starry Sky Gate, his quivering figure was unmistakable.

Peering through the shaking gate at the bald-headed human, the Demon Commander gnashed his teeth in fury!

This damned bald freak was absurdly strong.

Even he was no match for him—so much so that he lacked the courage to even fight back.

What made it worse was that this bastard wasn’t just powerful—he relentlessly tormented the demon race, abducting their kin, either slaughtering them for materials or whisking them away to unknown fates.

Rumor had it, they were being taken as forced laborers!

This was supposed to be a routine invasion—the insignificant Cloud Star should have been an easy conquest.

Who could have imagined that this bald freak would appear out of nowhere? Not only did he ruin their plans, but now he was beating down their door, bullying them worse than a bandit.

What the hell?! Who was invading whom here?!

For the proud demon race to be humiliated like this—it was unbearable!

"Crack!"

The Demon Commander clenched his fists, flames of rage burning in his eyes.

But as he stared at that gleaming bald head, he had no choice but to swallow his fury…

There was nothing he could do.

This damned bald freak was too strong. None of the demons here stood a chance against him—not even himself. They weren’t even on the same level. If he acted recklessly, it would only be suicide.

What a disaster.

What an absolute disaster!

A cushy job like guarding the gate—who’d have thought he’d run into this kind of bandit?!

If only a Demon General were stationed here, how could a mere human dare to act so brazenly?

But the cruel irony was that the demon experts hadn’t arrived yet. He was just a gatekeeper—utterly powerless against this damned bandit. All he could do was try to hold the Starry Sky Gate together.

If this bald freak broke through, the demons arriving later would be doomed.

He couldn’t bear that kind of responsibility.

The Demon Commander’s face darkened, cold sweat soaking his back.

"Boom!"

Another punch landed, and the Starry Sky Gate swayed dangerously!

The hundred demons at the front were nearing exhaustion, their faces deathly pale. One after another, massive figures collapsed—they couldn’t hold on much longer!

Seeing the dire situation, the Demon Commander shouted in desperation.

"Stop! Stop right now!"

"Let’s talk this out—human-style! Another negotiation! I’ll give you a hundred demons, just stop hitting the gate!"

Bai Qiyu rolled his lifeless eyes, tilted his head, and lowered his fist.

"Fine."

The Demon Commander exhaled in relief, as if granted a pardon.

"Hah…"

Without hesitation, he gritted his teeth and relayed the order to the demons at the gate.

"Round up a hundred of our kin—hand them over!"

Every word was spat out through clenched teeth, and the demons listening felt their hearts bleed.

Though demons reproduced quickly, raising them to the level of invading other planets required significant resources. Losing a hundred was no small blow.

Surrendering their own to save themselves—it was a disgrace.

But with no other choice, the demons obeyed.

In moments, a hundred weaker demons were trussed up like dumplings and sent out. The entire Blood Bone Path fell into a suffocating silence, thick with humiliation.

Never in recent demon history had they suffered such shame.

But before the tens of thousands of demons could recover from their anger, another thunderous impact echoed—the Starry Sky Gate trembled once more.

The demons looked up in horror to see the bald man’s fist still raised mid-air!

This damned bandit had struck again?!

Rage burned in their crimson eyes, demonic energy seething—yet none dared to act.

The Demon Commander snapped, cursing through the gate.

"You bastard!"

"You—you have no honor! We agreed to negotiate! Why break your word?!"

Bai Qiyu tilted his shiny head and emotionlessly held up a single finger.

"One hundred per hit."

"Total—one hundred times."

The demons froze. Tens of thousands of towering figures trembled in fury.

The Demon Commander outright lost it, his withered finger jabbing out past the gate.

"You—you’re pushing us too far!"

Infected by his rage, the demons roared in unison!

A tidal wave of wrath surged, and the Demon Commander was beyond reason.

He stomped out of the Starry Sky Gate, his withered form now fully visible as he pointed with murderous intent.

"All demons—hear my command!"

"Activate the Blood Sacrifice Array! Slaughter this damned bandit where he stands!"

That commanding gesture was awe-inspiring. A terrifying killing intent rolled out in black mist, staining the very sky with an oppressive, bone-chilling aura!

Yet inwardly, the Demon Commander’s heart bled. He ignored the stunned looks from his kin.

He knew full well—this Blood Sacrifice Array required a hundred million drops of human essence blood, nearly all their accumulated reserves from years on Cloud Star.

If used wisely, that essence could nurture a million demon soldiers!

Though demon soldiers were only equivalent to human Dao-Proof cultivators—not elite fighters—a million of them was still a formidable force, capable of harvesting even more essence blood.

A million demon soldiers—gone in an instant!

Just the thought made the Demon Commander’s flesh ache.

But staring at that damned bald head, his fury burned too fiercely. There was no other choice.

The Blood Sacrifice Array had to be unleashed.

If anything happened to the Starry Sky Gate, the consequences would be catastrophic. Letting this bald freak continue unchecked would only lead to greater losses—far beyond a hundred million drops of essence blood!

Indecision would only bring ruin.

With a hardened gaze, the Demon Commander barked the order.

"Activate the array—now!"

The demons’ eyes darkened, then filled with ruthless resolve.

Massive figures moved in unison, demonic energy and essence blood intertwining in the air, forming intricate crimson runes that spread across the darkened sky like a net.

In mere moments, the terrifying blood-red glow enveloped the land.

The suffocating killing intent permeated the world!

Even the demons shuddered at the overwhelming power—all except the Demon Commander, who let out a maniacal laugh.

"Hahahaha!"

"This Blood Sacrifice Array is our ultimate killing formation! None survive its wrath! Today, you’ll pay for humiliating the demon race!"

His earlier humiliation was now repaid tenfold in vicious triumph.

The demons glared with bloodthirsty eyes, their hatred so palpable it seemed to leap from their very beings!

Bai Qiyu looked up calmly upon hearing the voice.

Unfazed by the grand formation, he merely held a jade slip in his hand, murmuring absentmindedly.

"Huh?"

"A hundred is enough? Why didn’t Senior Sister say so earlier?"

With that casual remark, the bald man turned and left.

With a "whoosh," he transformed into a streak of light, vanishing into the dark misty sky. Only a group of demons, dragged away by a rope and leaving deep furrows in the ground, served as proof of his presence.

He... just left?

Just like that, he actually left!

The demons collectively froze, their minds going blank.

The Demon Chief had just taken a fighting stance when he realized his enemy had disappeared without a trace. It felt like punching cotton—frustration surged through him, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in rage!

"Pfft!"

The demons paled in alarm, rushing forward to support him.

But the Demon Chief was already consumed by fury, glaring into the distance as he cursed viciously.

"Get the hell back here! Come back!!!"

No one could blame the Demon Chief for his outburst—this was downright infuriating.

The Blood Sacrifice Formation had cost a staggering hundred million drops of essence blood, along with the combined demonic power of countless demons. The price was devastatingly high.

Even the Demon Chief felt his heart bleeding at the loss.

Only pushed to the brink would he resort to such ruthlessness.

Yet this bald bandit just up and left, showing no regard for the decorum of a master or respect for his opponents. The hundred-million-drop Blood Sacrifice Formation—prepared at such a horrific cost—had been wasted on thin air!

Damn it all!

Had they known it would end like this, who in their right mind would’ve gone to such extremes?!

The Demon Chief’s face turned green with rage, alternating between shades of red and pale, blood trickling continuously from the corner of his mouth.

His vision swam with crimson, teetering on the edge of swearing an oath of vengeance.

The demons dared not speak further, offering only quiet words of consolation.

After much persuasion, the Demon Chief finally steadied his emotions, coughing up blood as he seized the chance to save face.

"Cough…"

"Enough. Activating the Blood Sacrifice Formation was a one-time solution to prevent this bandit from harassing us repeatedly. With the formation guarding us, the hundred million drops of essence blood weren’t entirely wasted."

"Once the Demon General arrives through the teleportation and our grand plan succeeds, with the entire Cloud Star in our grasp, this cost will be nothing!"

Though he said this, the bitterness he swallowed was his alone to bear.

Humans—truly despicable, shameless creatures!