At that moment, on the front-line battlefield.
Dark Roc Bishop, Heavenly Ming Child, Hui Dao Ren, Thunder Howler Lord, Three Corpses Daoist, Fiend Demoness, Evil Soul Old Ancestor, Yin Yang Demon Lord, Secluded Blade Demon Lord, Old Man Lanxin... far, far too many Demonic Dao Magnates had gathered beneath the Blazing Sun Sect's mountain gate.
At first glance, the number of Nascent Soul Experts was no fewer than a hundred, and late-stage Great Cultivators, even powerhouses at Nascent Soul Perfection, numbered more than two hands could count, closing in on twenty.
It could be said that the full strength of Red Kite's demonic cultivators had been poured out.
The very top handful of people in the Demonic Dao were all here.
This meant the final phase of the all-out assault was about to arrive, and the powerhouse serving as commander was none other than the Spirit Transformation Mid Stage Earthly Fiend Demon Venerable, his burly body towering like an iron pagoda.
Just by standing there, he drew from All Demons a wave of cheers like mountains roaring and seas howling.
Beneath the blazing spiritual light.
The Blazing Sun Sect's sect-guarding treasure, the [Ancient Fusang Tree], was shining brilliantly, and the fifth-rank formation built with the ancient tree as its core—the [Blazing Sun Demon Refining Formation]—was taking effect.
As the Half-Step Spirit Transformation Realm Blazing Sun Sect Master saw the scene beyond the formation's spiritual light, where ten thousand demons howled, despair filled the depths of his heart, and his voice was incomparably hoarse and low.
"Gentlemen, the day our sect is destroyed is right before our eyes. Have the Young Heaven's Chosen within the sect withdrawn?"
"Sect Master, the seeds have all retreated overseas.
"As the leader of the righteous path, the Sword Sect is unworthy of being men, to