The Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan's party lingered outside the rift only briefly before, led by the Crocodile Crown Prince, charging into it.
The moment they entered, everyone felt terrifying Demonic Wind battering their faces. The Demonic Wind had howled fiercely outside, but only after entering did they realize that the winds outside had truly been nothing more than a witch before a great sorceress.
"Heh heh, more flesh and blood have come knocking at our door! Wahahaha!"
"Heh heh, I smell flesh and blood!"
They had barely entered when they sensed hundreds, even thousands, of fiends mixed within the countless gusts of Demonic Wind. Nearly all were at the Transcendent Realm, charging in a vast tide toward the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan's experts.
No one knew how many years these fiends had been trapped in this Sealed Land, deprived of sunlight and sky. Now that living people had suddenly entered, the vigorous essence and blood in their bodies immediately became the fiends' target.
"Courting death!" The Crocodile Crown Prince snorted coldly, killing intent blazing in his eyes. He had just suffered a stifling setback at the hands of the Poison Prince, and his heart was burning with fury. These fiends delivering themselves to him were simply the best outlet for his rage.
A Crystal Long Spear appeared in his hand. The entire spear was forged from some unknown violet crystal, radiating brilliant light even in this dark space. Just like the Crocodile Crown Prince's temperament, wherever he went, he became a source of light and bloomed with radiance.
In his hand, the Crystal Long Spear thrust forward. It was an exceedingly simple movement, yet it pierced through the sky. Dozens of fiends within the howling Demonic Wind instantly exploded. These were all Transcendent Realm fiends; any one of them released