On the Chaos Battlefield, the demonic tide kept surging. Luohu's armies of demon puppets and the Demon Race battered the Primordial Wilderness alliance's defensive line wave after wave, like an endless black tsunami. Though the lines held by Duobao, Zhao Gongming, the Ten Heavenly Lords, the Twelve Golden Immortals, and the other mighty cultivators remained firm, the sheer number of monsters was overwhelming. After the briefest lull, newly cleared areas were filled by fresh waves of the demonic tide.
Just as another wave pressed toward the defensive line from the flank, a swath of emerald light unfurled through the Chaos Void, like a newborn forest taking root in the darkness. Within that light, countless Spirit Race cultivators appeared one after another. Each radiated a rich aura of Yi Wood Force, like ancient trees rooted in the void, their branches linked and roots interwoven, forming a sea of vitality that spanned several Great Thousand Worlds amid the chaos. The experts of the Spirit Firmament True Realm followed closely along both flanks of the Spirit Race army, arranging their multicolored spiritual light into supporting formations that amplified the Spirit Race's Yi Wood Force layer upon layer.
Donghua stood at the forefront of the Spirit Race army, clad in an azure Daoist robe, his features handsome and refined, Yi Wood Force circulating ceaselessly around him. His gaze swept over the approaching demonic tide, calm yet carrying an unquestionable resolve. "Spirit Race, form the Myriad Trees Return-to-Origin Formation. Spirit Firmament True Realm, deploy the Yimu Heavenly Spirit Formation. Today, let these monsters see what true undying vitality means."
The Spirit Race members activated their Yi Wood Force in unison. Countless streams of green light rose from their bodies and intertwined in the void, forming an immense phantom of the World Tree that spanned several