The Dao of War, a Great Dao of the Initial Realm, born for war.
At this moment, Hong Ling's cultivation was merely at the mid Golden Immortal stage, yet with the war aura permeating the entire battlefield empowering her, the intensity of her strength was even more terrifying than that of the great demons beside her.
Moreover, the red light representing War Power enveloped the great demons, seemingly empowering them as well, making their already formidable strength even more terrifying.
Hong Ling rose from the northwestern main vein with nine great demons, breaking through layer upon layer of blockades as she charged straight toward Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan still hovered above the southeastern main vein. He felt an immense pressure, his body firmly locked onto by the aura of Hong Ling and the others.
"Come to think of it, this is only a relatively small war. Back when countless beings of the Hundred Bloodline Clans rebelled against the Upper Realm, what kind of terrifying war must that have been?"
"What kind of empowerment did the two Glory-Rank Bloodline wielders of the Royal Clan receive back then? Yet even so, were they still suppressed by Balance?"
Lin Xuan's thoughts were tangled, but he quickly forced down those complicated musings.
Now, Hong Ling and the nine great demons had locked onto him and crossed the vast distance to draw near. This was clearly not the time to think about such things.
Lin Xuan's heart grew increasingly heavy, a seed of doubt burying itself deep within his heart.
Seeing Hong Ling now made him think of the Heaven's Will Alliance and Balance. He always felt that the collapse of the Heavenly Dao was not as simple as it appeared.
Perhaps none of this was real. After all, even the Hundred Bloodline Clans' rebellion