The commotion was astonishing to the extreme, and the expressions of the Demon Race old monsters all darkened in an instant.
Though thick black mist still lay before them, their eyesight was no small matter; naturally, they could see through this sea of fog. What entered their sight were monsters with savage, hideous faces.
They wore copper armor and held long spears, staggering as they walked. Whether on their faces or bodies, their flesh and blood were withered and dry. These were clearly monsters like Refined Corpses.
At a glance, there were actually more than a thousand of them, packed densely together—truly a sight that made the heart tremble and the eyes sting.
Those Demon Race beings who had taken human form could not help but look at one another, but after sweeping them again with their divine sense, they settled down once more.
Although these copper-armored corpses looked terrifying, the spiritual pressure they emitted was only at Foundation Establishment. The demonic beasts under their command were more than enough to deal with them.
The Bloodlust Technique had already taken full effect. Eagle cries, ape howls, and Rhino's roars kept entering their ears. The old monsters sent out a thread of divine will together, and at once, ten thousand beasts roared. Those Demon Race members below the Transformation Realm had no idea what fear was as they charged forward.
"Go!"
At the same time, the Demon Race cultivator with long ears and green eyes shouted sharply. The high-level Demon Cultivators turned into Startling Rainbows of every color, each displaying their divine abilities as they tried to flee. Fighting a Dongxuan Realm existence had not the slightest chance of victory; of the thirty-six stratagems, scattering in all directions was of course the most correct one.
The idea had originally been sound,