Sweep the Demon Nest

Qingling Region, central south.

The Space Rift still existed, dense demonic energy seeping out from within in rolling torrents and rapidly contaminating the surrounding heaven and earth.

Below this Space Rift stood a towering Demon Nest constructed from countless demon seeds, where vast quantities of Origin Demonic Energy gathered.

Taking it as the center, the land spanning several thousand li around it had completely turned into a Demonic Land. No life remained; no matter what living creatures they were, all had perished.

"Why has that idiot from the Horned Devil Race left again?"

A muffled string of Ancient Demon Language rang out, reverberating throughout the Demon Nest.

An ancient demon with a savage face and a body seemingly forged from refined iron strode out and growled.

"Jiaoli has not rested these past few days. He has devoured every human settlement within a hundred li. This time, he has probably gone out for another snack."

"Hahaha! The Horned Devil Race and the humans of the Spirit Realm share a blood feud as deep as the sea. Having descended to this lower realm, he must be here to indulge his thirst for revenge."

"Unable to vent his anger on the humans of the Spirit Realm, that bastard Jiaoli naturally refuses to stay quiet in this little realm."

"..."

Several ancient demons left behind in the Demon Nest burst into laughter, utterly relaxed.

During this brief time after descending into the lower realm, they had already gathered all the information they needed.

This great Human Realm territory called the Qingling Region was pitifully weak. In the entire region, there was only one cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm.

One of their Domo Tribe leaders had led a team to capture that Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. It was naturally as easy as turning over