Next Time I Won't

Boom—

At this moment, the far western lands no longer retained the tranquility they had known for thousands of years.

With neither side employing divine artifacts, eighth-realm powerhouses might be able to determine who was stronger, but killing one another was exceedingly difficult. Thus, the Shushan allies and the demon kings were locked in a fairly even battle.

Among the Demon Race's seven great demon kings, Caiyi and Changfeng had the shallowest foundations, and their cultivation should have been the weakest. Yet Caiyi had relied on her extraordinary talent to rise later and surpass those before her; her combat strength was not inferior in the least to those veteran demon kings who had lived through the era of the Demon God.

However, her Myriad Forms Great Dao focused on transformation and illusion, and she did not excel in head-on combat. Among the demon kings, the strongest in direct battle was undoubtedly the Wilderness Demon King, Black Golden Crow. Its wings soared through the skies, black flames blazing fiercely. Every pounce sent several Heavenly Origin powerhouses scrambling aside, and it truly stole the limelight.

But the human Heavenly Origin cultivators were simply too powerful. Every one of those who had come this time could fight, with Zhao Liuting of the Heavenly Strategy Seat and Yan Dahu of the Heavenly Gang Sect proving especially formidable. Like a pair of iron fists on the two flanks, they charged into the demon kings' ranks, darting left and right, equally without equal opponents.

Especially with High Person Wenyuan holding down the center, shifting heaven and earth with the Primordial Chaos Great Dao. At the slightest movement, one great demon king would find themself besieged by two or three human powerhouses, repeatedly plunged into peril.

A melee among Heavenly Origin powerhouses like this might not happen