By the time they snapped back to their senses, the human warriors had already charged right up to them!
They could only fight in haste, throwing everything they had into blocking this thunderous blow.
On one side, their souls had yet to settle, and they were panicked and flustered;
on the other, they had long been poised to strike, their edge fully bared.
The two armies were as far apart in condition as clouds and mud; naturally, their fighting strength could not be mentioned in the same breath.
What enraged the Ten Demon Saints even more was this:
right under their noses, those human soldiers they had once regarded as ants
had actually formed one orderly battle formation after another!
As the formations revolved, their strength stacked layer upon layer, actually matching the Demon Race elites selected from thousands upon thousands;
what was more, the formations seemed to temper their bodies and stir their blood and qi, simply beyond all reason!
A biting killing intent had long since spread across the entire battlefield, so thick it could not be dissolved.
At this point, even the last shred of advantage held by the Demon Race elites had been utterly crushed.
Now, they had only the strength to parry, no longer the power to strike back. They could only struggle bitterly beneath the human race's wave after wave of fierce assaults, robbing Peter to pay Paul.
At the sight, the Ten Demon Saints' eyes turned bloodshot, their canthi nearly splitting apart!
No one had expected that the first clash between the two armies would end up like this.
They had thought that once the Human Heavenly Court army collided with their own elites, they should have crumbled in the blink of an eye, fleeing with their heads in their hands!
Yet reality