The border between the Demon Race and Devil Race.
The void flashed, and countless silver lights converged, transforming into talismans of various colors that faintly formed the shape of a phantom array.
Four figures flickered into existence within the array.
One of them belonged to the Void Race. His cultivation was at the early Integrated Body stage, and he held a silver command token in his hand.
He swept his gaze around and nodded. "Three seniors, this junior's strength is limited. I could only move you three here. Fortunately, there's a Demon Race city not far away, and it has a Teleportation Array we can use..."
"Mm. Being able to use the Power of Void to move three Mahayana cultivators is already quite impressive."
Di Shi praised him.
Di Ling and Di Zun, however, said nothing. They took the Void Race Holy Son and began hurrying onward.
How astonishing was a Mahayana cultivator's escape light?
The Void Race Holy Son felt as if tremendous pressure had descended upon his body, and a sense of unease rose in his heart.
Even if the three Mahayana Old Ancestors return, will our race still have to continue fighting the human race? The human race has already slain two Seven Tribulation Old Ancestors... And in the previous war with the Devil Race, that Old Demon was merely gravely wounded...
A trace of despair welled up in the Void Race Holy Son's heart, but he forcibly rallied himself. But so long as the three Mahayana seniors return to the Jiu Chi Tribe, they'll be able to withstand the human race for a long time by relying on their geographical advantage... Our Void Race can survive in the cracks between them, or flee deeper into the wilderness...
At that thought, his heart grew heavy again.
Even