Among the dark clan, only three people remained who possessed the Taixi Divine Eye talent: Shenxi Xingtian, Tianxi, and Shenxi Yao.
There had originally been a fourth, Shenxi Shang, but Li Tianming had slaughtered him.
After this battle, the dark clan would need ten thousand years to rebuild. This brother and sister pair, Tianxi and Shenxi Yao, now bore the mission of passing down the Taixi Divine Eye lineage.
Shenxi Xingtian was already old. Though he did not mind breeding offspring with his daughter—such things were very common among the Shenxi Clan—at his age, success was basically impossible.
They still had to rely on Tianxi.
Shenxi Xingtian patted Tianxi on the shoulder, then passed him and boarded the Dark Demon.
"Set off—!"
From Dark Demon City, which had only one million astralships and one million astral gods, six hundred thousand astralships and six hundred thousand astral gods split off and charged out of the Dark Demon Guardian Formation.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Once these astralships emerged, the wall of ferocious beasts surrounding Dark Demon City finally disintegrated!
Countless stellar-source ferocious beasts followed the six hundred thousand astralships through the underground passages the dark clan had developed. Once again, they howled as they rushed toward Qingqiu Mountain.
Qingqiu Mountain, sheltering the Light Spirit Devil Race, faced the dark clan's deadly threat for the third time.
And this time was the deadliest of all!
To be honest, even Tushan Taifeng himself did not understand why Yi Daiyan had deployed so many people.
She clearly knew the dark clan would strike to protect itself, and Qingqiu Mountain was hanging by a thread.
But with the Light Spirit Devil Race all here, what did Tushan Taifeng have to worry about?
Having endured several baptisms of war, the more than one billion living beings on Qingqiu