The Sacred Bell's Seventy-Two Rings, the Enshrining Quota Talks Fell Apart

Southern Wasteland.

Five hours had passed since Chen Luo rescued Song Ci. The Ancestor Demons had long since put the matter behind them.

After Lang Feixian had been the first to farm the wilds and develop, Yuan Bubai had stolen the tower in the bottom lane and immediately obtained his full divine gear, and Song Ci had traded one for one in the top lane, the Peak Great Sages of the Southern Wasteland seemed to have been provoked. Almost at the same time, they suddenly launched an assault on the Ancestor Demon Realm.

At that moment, Demonic Energy filled the Southern Wasteland, blood qi soared into the heavens, and the pressure of the Great Sages rose and fell one after another, colliding and contending invisibly. Those minor demons below the Third Rank felt both the Bloodline Tide and the pressure of the Great Sages, and were rapidly transforming as well.

"Although this Bloodline Tide is strange, it is indeed greatly beneficial to the Southern Wasteland..." an Ancestor Demon sighed. "Judging by its scale, breaking through to the Ancestor Demon Realm five or six times should be more than enough."

Another Ancestor Demon's Divine Sense spread out as he agreed. "Indeed. Humanity has Chen Luo opening Martial Dao. Martial Dao is destined to flourish, and humanity's strength will inevitably increase by leaps and bounds. This Bloodline Tide seems to be the protection of the Demon Ancestor, greatly enhancing our Demon Race's strength over the next hundred years!"

"More than that! Don't forget the White Ze from Mount Fangcun! His Wondrous Texts can help low-rank demons absorb the Essence of Sun and Moon. The ancient Classic of Mountains and Seas can help the Demon Race retrace the blood shadows of the Ancestor Demons and advance to the Great Sage Realm." Another Ancestor