Wan Shengtian

Three Spirit Transformation stage ancient demons had descended upon Heavenly Pole Island, accompanied by an enormous number of Nascent Soul Realm Devil Race members.

Such a formation made every Nascent Soul Realm cultivator present stop breathing, as overwhelming panic welled up within them.

How were they supposed to fight? The gap between them was as vast as clouds and mud. The strength of the two sides simply did not exist on the same level.

Once one's cultivation reached the Spirit Transformation stage, numbers alone could no longer wear them to death.

In This realm, one could command the primal energy of heaven and earth. Their mana was nearly inexhaustible, allowing them to freely unleash all manner of divine abilities and secret arts. Their boundless mana alone could suppress and kill their foes.

Li Qing felt suffocated as well. He had nearly activated the Wind Thunder Silver Wings on the spot and used the spiritual treasure's extreme speed to flee this place.

But he did not do so. The rafter that sticks out first rots first. The most urgent matter now was to lower his presence as much as possible, avoid drawing the ancient demons' attention, and then seize an opportunity to escape.

"This happened too suddenly, without even the slightest warning. Could it be that the Myriad Treasures Merchant Guild had made no preparations at all?" Li Qing muttered inwardly, then turned his gaze toward the stone tower on Heavenly Pole Island.

True Lord Wanhe was still standing where he was. His expression was somewhat grave, yet he did not seem overly panicked, as though he had a plan in mind.

Seeing this scene, Li Qing inwardly let out a small sigh of relief.

"It seems the Myriad Treasures Merchant Guild truly has another contingency plan. Had they anticipated this