"Who was causing such a commotion? So it was Fellow Daoist Luo, restless from inactivity and coming here to show off his skills."
As the aged voice rang out, two rows of crimson demonic flames immediately ignited in the dim hall, bathing the entire place in a blood-red glow.
"Fellow Daoist actually broke through the Realm Boundary Force and successfully descended in your true body? Hehe, this truly surprises Luo. I wonder when the rest of our fellow Daoists will be able to come?"
With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Luo Hong sensed an aura at the Holy Ancestor level and immediately understood why the other party had been hiding here.
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark-red whirlwind appeared before Luo Hong. It then contracted, transforming into a withered-faced old man clad in a black-and-red robe.
And with the old man's appearance, a bloody aura that shot straight toward the heavens came rushing at them!
"In order to descend ahead of time, I paid no small price. Even then, I needed the aid of my cultivation technique, so the other fellow Daoists cannot yet descend in their true bodies."
The withered-faced old man immediately shook his head in reply.
"Fellow Daoist was willing to greatly damage your vitality to force your descent. You must be here to break the current deadlock, correct?"
Hearing this, Luo Hong immediately guessed the Demon Race's intentions.
After all, with the Wood Race greatly outnumbered in Integration Stage cultivators, the only reason they had been able to barely maintain a stalemate against the Demon Race was that the Demon Race Holy Ancestors could not yet descend into the Spirit World in their true bodies, while the Wood Race had the Great Elder, a Mahayana Ancestor, guarding them.
Once that balance was broken,