At that moment, brilliant light suddenly flared from within Chuyun Realm's defensive line. A vast palace tore through the air, its spiritual radiance condensing around it as it blasted toward the rift in midair like a massive cannon.
"It's Xiyue God's Asura Palace! Wonderful, we're saved!" the long-bearded cultivator shouted excitedly.
The next instant, the finger that had previously emerged from the void suddenly reached downward, revealing a gigantic palm that spanned heaven and earth. It slapped at the incoming pillar of light.
With a single strike, the light pillar shattered and vanished into midair, while the Spatial Rift in the sky remained untouched.
The giant palm swiftly disappeared beyond the horizon, replaced by a thin man clad in a black robe.
He merely stood in the air, yet the entire sky dimmed, as though he had devoured every trace of light and refused to let even a sliver escape.
"Liu Tianming? How could it be you?!" Xiying cried out from the Asura Palace.
Liu Tianming did not answer. Raising his right arm, he pointed into the distance. "I am Emperor Yan. Devil Race warriors, follow me and flatten this realm!"
Amid thunderous, mountain-shaking cries, Devil Race cultivators surged toward Chuyun Realm's defensive line like a tidal wave. Beneath the shrouding devilish qi, the war of invasion from the Devil Realm had officially begun.
The moment the war erupted, the Reincarnation Demon Lord led fourteen Devil Race Mahayana cultivators in forming hand seals. With a flash, they surrounded the Asura Palace from all sides.
Xiying's expression abruptly changed, and she inwardly cried out that things were bad. She immediately activated the Asura Palace's teleportation divine ability.
Yet at that moment, the Devil Race Mahayana cultivators acted in unison. Each raised an azure flag no larger than a palm and began