Great Ascension Mutual Aid Alliance
This was a name Mu Yin's team had come up with on the spot. It had roughly twenty-odd Demonic Race cultivators at the Great Ascension Stage who had just condensed their Dao Fruits.
To this batch of prodigy cultivators, they were capable of continuing to break through upward. They simply lacked a measure of foundation and security. To put it realistically, they had no top-tier secret arts to assist them in crossing tribulation, nor anything like Tribulation Crossing Spirit Treasures.
The Demonic Race feared Heavenly Tribulation even more than other living beings.
Perhaps it had something to do with their origins. In any case, without absolute certainty, Demonic Race cultivators could often remain stuck before the threshold of a great realm for a very, very long time.
In their eyes, they were only lacking an opportunity. The Primal Demonic Mark could help peak Tribulation Transcendence demonic cultivators pass through the Immortal Ascension Tribulation, so it could certainly also let them smoothly step into the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.
Thus, they did not ask for much.
As long as they could comprehend the Demon Tablet for several months to about a year, they would all become Tribulation Transcendence Stage experts by then. At that time, the ecological niche of this grand gathering in the Blood Sea Demonic Realm would change once again.
At that moment, half a day had already passed since Mu Yin had set out. All the cultivators of this alliance were silently waiting even farther away from Boiling Blood Peak, but after so long, there had been neither news nor any stir of battle.
Hidden within the Blood Sea, they had grown somewhat irritated.
"No, why has there been no movement from Mu Yin all this time? Even if he was captured alive by