The entire north-south front had been reduced completely to ash.
Severed arms and broken bodies of cultivators lay everywhere, and the thick stench of demon blood lingered in the air.
It was foreseeable just how desperately the Demon Race had thrown everything they had into this.
The pressure on the Nine Dust Alliance's side had not been small at all.
Fortunately, they still had the help of the local immortal cultivation forces. After all, the Beast Clan was an outside race in the end.
When the human race fought among itself, how could it allow an outside race to sleep soundly beside its couch?
Such a simple truth was not something everyone would go mad enough to ignore like the Immortal Clan.
On the road, Martial Man recounted everything they had experienced along the way.
The Buddhist Incense Society's people had been able to set up a trap. Most likely, a traitor had appeared on the inside. As for who exactly the traitor was, the Nine Dust Alliance's side only knew it was some fellow surnamed Ye.
To be precise, it was father and son!
Ever since the Buddhist Incense Society's people had appeared, they had vanished along with them.
Although Lin Heng showed no reaction at all, his expression was exceptionally ugly.
He had originally planned to keep the Ye Family around to cast a long line and catch a big fish, and had even specially had Martial Man and the others watch them.
In the end, when the time came, something had still gone wrong.
Martial Man could hardly keep his face. Lowering his head, he apologized to Lin Heng.
"I'm sorry, Lord Lin. We were too careless."
"We truly didn't expect that those two, father and son, just the two of them, could make contact with the