A hundred yuanhui passed.
"My injuries have finally healed. Hongjun, once I seize the Primordial Wilderness, I will settle the score with you all."
Rahula's gaze turned icy as he suddenly thought of Lin Tian and Yang Mei.
Their strength was formidable, and the Immortal Execution Sword Formation required four people of the same realm to break it together.
"If Hongjun and the others invite Lin Tian and Yang Mei to join them, then I'll be in grave danger!"
The thought left Rahula deeply vexed.
"No, I cannot sit still and wait for death. If I can break through to the Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm soon, then even Lin Tian will be unable to do anything to me!"
Although Lin Tian and Yang Mei had grievances with Destiny and the others, there was no guarantee that they would not intervene.
Rahula stood atop a mountain peak, his black robes fluttering in the wind, demonic qi cold and sinister in his eyes.
"Chāturmahārājakāyika Bodhisattva!"
Chāturmahārājakāyika Bodhisattva, who had long been waiting nearby, immediately knelt. "Demon Ancestor, what are your orders?"
Rahula looked into the void and said solemnly, "Send down the order. The Demon Race army will attack the Primordial Wilderness! Make Heaven and Earth submit completely beneath the Demon Race's feet..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Chāturmahārājakāyika Bodhisattva's eyes immediately gleamed as he shouted, "Yes, Demon Ancestor!"
Before long, billions of demons roared in unison. The black tide of demons surged forth, spreading like a spiderweb as it attacked every corner of the Primordial Wilderness.
Cultivators of every race rose up to resist together, but their strength was limited.
Not much time had passed since the previous calamity. The high-level cultivators of every race were either dead or wounded, and they had yet to recover their vitality. Coupled with the