The Heavenly Race's experts grew ever more numerous, almost endless. No matter the cost, they intended to kill Ye Xiwen.
The Avici Sword in Ye Xiwen's hand was indeed immensely powerful, but he gradually began to feel the pressure as well. These people meant to pin him down alive with sheer numbers, and ever more attacks rained down upon him.
Unless one was an Emperor, no one could single-handedly tear through and overturn the entire Heavenly Race Great Camp.
Yet just as the Heavenly Race thought their scheme had succeeded, Ye Xiwen suddenly unleashed an army of the Demon Race that filled the sky. The Demon Summoning Banner waved, and demons throughout the world sensed its call.
Back then, when the Demon Emperor waved the Demon Summoning Banner, every named demon across the Myriad Realms had to come and await orders beneath his banner. Those who refused would die.
Naturally, Ye Xiwen's cultivation was still far from the Demon Emperor's level. He could not summon all demons beneath heaven to submit, but his power was no longer shallow. The moment he used it, many powerful demons immediately sensed it.
The demons within the All Races Alliance headquarters in particular immediately sensed the Demon Summoning Banner. Though they were not the batch of demon ancestors who had signed a covenant with the Ancient Heavenly Court in those days, they were descendants of those ancient demons and great demons. This covenant had been established by the Ancient Heavenly Court and would pass down through their bloodlines from generation to generation, never to be severed for all eternity.
Normally, when no one used the Demon Summoning Banner, they could not sense it. But now, they almost instantly felt the call of the bloodline within their bodies.
Many among them had long since completely