Every Dao Realm expert had fought their way out of countless storms of blood and slaughter.
The Demon Race's titled Great Sages were the finest among them. Most possessed the ability to challenge those above their level or defeat the strong while weak, and every one of them had survived more battles than could be counted.
Through countless battles, they had accumulated unimaginable combat experience and developed unparalleled sensitivity on the battlefield.
Blue-Eyed Great Sage was no exception.
Not long after the battle began, Blue-Eyed Great Sage had clashed with Hu Luo, Purple Beard Great Sage's foremost trusted lieutenant and expert. The battle was exceptionally fierce.
Yet Blue-Eyed Great Sage had never neglected to observe the surrounding situation.
No matter how intense the fighting became, Blue-Eyed Great Sage never devoted all his attention to the battle before him. He always reserved part of his focus, along with a portion of his spiritual sense, to constantly monitor the situation around him.
Countless combat experiences had taught Blue-Eyed Great Sage that in such chaotic melees, what often caused defeat or death was not the opponent one was fully occupied with, but a sword or blade that suddenly stabbed in from behind.
Blue-Eyed Great Sage had always been cautious. That was why he had survived. Only by living long enough could he attempt to break into the Dao Realm.
After quietly observing for over a hundred breaths, Ye Zhen frowned. This Blue-Eyed Great Sage was not giving him the slightest opportunity.
His spiritual sense radiated in all directions every moment.
In a normal great battle, let alone a hundred-odd breaths, it could last an entire day or even several days.
But even Ye Zhen did not know how long this chaotic melee before him would last.
After all, there were simply too many