Behind him, the four demon lords were also closing in without pause.
Every one of those auras unmistakably belonged to an Eight-Realm Demon Venerable!
Lu Yang wasn't surprised.
This was the home base of the Nine Provinces' Devil Race.
The Nine Great Passes were guarded by Demon Venerables from the human race. But here in Tianjue Prefecture, the pureblood Devil Race naturally held the ground!
In an instant, the auras of nearly ten Demon Venerables came surging after him.
Lu Yang knew he had no choice. This journey would end in either success or death!
It wasn't that he hadn't wanted to flee back to the Central Continent. But at one particular moment while using spatial displacement, Lu Yang had suddenly sensed a mysterious force hidden above the Demon Arrival Plain.
If he truly displaced himself westward, he was bound to be obstructed.
In a battle between Venerables, if he stopped for even an instant, the four demons would immediately surround him again.
Moreover, he could sense the malice toward him in that mysterious aura!
With no other option, he could only go east!
And going east meant stepping into a dead end!
Once more Demon Venerables surrounded him, there would be no chance of survival!
But for Lu Yang, this also meant opportunity.
The Devil Race was everywhere in Tianjue Prefecture. For Lu Yang, there was no need to feel the slightest psychological burden about slaughtering them.
In less than a thousandth of a second, Lu Yang's Spiritual Sense had swept over every living thing within twenty thousand miles!
At a single thought, his mind blade trembled. Dao patterns flowed through the void, and boundless blade light spread across the entire sky as far as the eye could see.
"Go!"
Lu Yang pointed a finger like a blade and