Looking out, one could see squad after squad of Ancient Demons on patrol, and at the very center stood a building shaped like an Altar.
Compared with an ordinary Altar, however, this structure was unimaginably huge, over a hundred zhang tall, with several thousand stone pillars of varying sizes scattered around it, all giving off a dark, glossy sheen.
From afar, it looked mysterious and ancient, as if it formed some sort of eerie formation.
At the base of the Altar stood a great hall-like building, its style rough and archaic. At this very moment, more than a dozen Ancient Demons were gathered inside.
That did not seem like many people.
Yet every one of these Ancient Demons was at the Lihe level. Their appearances differed wildly: some looked like human immortal cultivators, while others were uglier and more ferocious than Evil Ghosts from the underworld.
But at this moment, the faces of these warlike, savage Ancient Demons were all filled with panic.
"Fellow Daoist Mei, is your information correct? The elite forces of our race that besieged the three great sects of Cloud Province have been completely wiped out? How is that possible?" The booming, muffled voice of a Stone Giant entered their ears. His face, as if carved and hewn from stone, was full of disbelief.
"Exactly. There were three armies, and each one had several hundred thousand members of the Saint Race. That is not even counting the Magic Beasts and those demonized immortal cultivators. Although the three great sects of Cloud Province are indeed fairly strong, there is absolutely no way they could contend against so many elite Saint Race forces of ours, let alone wipe them out completely. This is simply no different from a tale from the Arabian Nights," another Devil Race member with