Fang Chen knew that although the Devil Race and pseudo-Demon Race emerging from the Sacred Land Depths had yet to reach the Saint Realm, Saint Realm and even Quasi-Emperor members of both races would surely appear as time passed.
For now, they were attacking the Barbaric Continent from the north. Despite their ferocious advance, the Barren Alliance's warriors held them back. With the Golden Spring Sea and the Green Grass Great Array bolstering them, the warriors were even more excited and frenzied than their enemies.
Though the pseudo-Demon Race had been demonized, they still possessed considerable Sentience. They had never expected the lives of the outside world to be so powerful, or so tenacious.
With no other choice, the Devil Race and pseudo-Demon Race began shifting position, moving along the edge of the Green Grass Great Array.
A month later, they had wrapped the Barbaric Continent as tightly as seawater around an island. The continent seemed to have become an isolated isle as they launched fierce attacks from every direction.
Yet no matter how powerful their attacks were, once they entered the Green Grass Great Array, they were like clay oxen sinking into the sea—none returned. The array was like a swamp, swallowing them without end.
Meanwhile, Immortal Forget Island also came under frenzied attack. But it remained shrouded by its powerful Formation. No matter how many of the Devil Race and pseudo-Demon Race struck at the Grand Array, it stood unmoved.
"So terrifying! Who would have thought there were this many of the Devil Race and pseudo-Demon Race?"
"Exactly! They all came from the direction of the Sacred Land!"
The Demon Cultivators on Immortal Forget Island stared at the enemies blotting out heaven and earth beyond the Formation, shaken to the core. Without the protection of this immense Grand