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Demon Fire Plain!

Ripples spread through space as Liu Xi, clad in green, slowly stepped out from them with a gentle smile on his face. Yet this stretch of space seemed to be welcoming the arrival of a supreme being with the utmost humility!

"I originally thought I would use you in battle, but I never expected the Ancient Races to fight themselves into extinction. The remaining clansmen can be used to make up for Zhongzhou's population losses."

Space seemed to form and collapse within Liu Xi's eyes. With a thought, waves of spatial ripples spread outward, and the entire space twisted along with them. Within the distorted space lay what appeared to be an endless land of yellow sand.

Inside was the Demon Fire Space.

Liu Xi moved, drifting toward the distorted space. As light flowed around him, Liu Xi entered the Demon Fire Space once more.

Like scenes flashing past in rapid succession, the surroundings changed swiftly. Then, in an instant, everything around him suddenly froze.

The crimson magma seemed boundless, and above it floated numerous cyan spheres of light. Within every sphere, a figure lay silently asleep.

Xiao Chen, Gu Nanhai, Huo Yao, Yao Wangui, Hun Miesheng, Old Man Hun Mo... Liu Xi stood in the void, gazing at these quasi-fire slaves one by one.

A few years ago, they could still have been considered decent fighting forces. Now, they were nothing but trash. Liu Xi felt that even leaving these collections here took up space.

There were also Hun Feng, Huo Xuan, Yao Tian, as well as Yao Ling, Huo Zhi, and Gu Xun Er... Liu Xi was absolutely not lusting after their beauty. He merely intended to give these people a chance.

Liu Xi formed seals with his hands. Dou Qi mingled with Spiritual Power,