At this moment, how could that peak Celestial Supreme Realm expert of the Nine Infant Clan dare linger? He hurriedly tried to flee into the formation and borrow its power to grind Ye Xiwen into dust. Yet Ye Xiwen was even faster. He swept out a gigantic hand and snatched him straight out.
Bang! That peak Celestial Supreme Realm elder was crushed to death on the spot, his blood splashing across the sky.
Ye Xiwen's expression grew ever colder as he shouted, "Today, I will pull the Nine Infant Clan up by its roots!"
Wave after wave of mechanical beasts flew out from the rift. Hundreds of thousands of mechanical beasts surged forth, a force sufficient to destroy any inheritance.
Under the assault of the mechanical beasts pouring out in an unending stream, the outermost formation barely held on before collapsing with a thunderous crash.
Facing these mechanical beasts, which knew nothing of death, great numbers of Nine Infants living within the ancestral land were slaughtered. One Nine Infant after another reverted to its original form after being killed; corpses carpeted the ground, and blood flowed into rivers.
Ye Xiwen followed directly behind them. The Angel Sword in his hand swept out, and every streak of sword light blasted the void apart and sliced through formation after formation.
"How can this be possible? So many mechanical beasts—where did Ye Xiwen get them? The Human Race absolutely could not have produced this!" Countless members of the Nine Infant Clan were thrown into alarm and uncertainty.
They might have imagined someone threatening their ancestral land, but that someone should have been the Devil Race, now running rampant without restraint—not the Human Race, which seemed to have declined completely.
Though they still could not contend against the experts of the entire Demon Race,