-The Lingxue Flame Devil Race has retreated to the Shadow Devil Blood Forest, and their defensive line will be taken over by the Desolation Gu Devil Guards!- ordered the Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor once again, his surrounding blood-killing intent astonishing.
Unlike the previous OAK Rock Race, the Lingxue Flame Devil Race had not suffered heavy losses for the time being. Aside from lacking a devil lord-tier combat strength like the OAK Rock Clan Chief, their overall tribal strength was even a bit fiercer than the OAK Rock Race.
It was just that this tribe had rather bad luck; their Grand Elder was on par with the OAK Rock Clan Chief in cultivation, yet had carelessly fallen on the Immortal-Demon Battlefield.
However, none of this mattered anymore now; these tribes were all destined to be reduced to his nourishment.
The various devil tribes throughout the Moonshadow Wild Forest added up to a grand total of nearly eight million troops. Theoretically, these devils nurturing just the one of him was more than enough, but Lu Xiaotian was no mediocrity. On the contrary, the opponent was not only vastly powerful, but also skilled in plotting.
For the time being, with the numerous devil tribes inside the Moonshadow Wild Forest, withdrawing a few tribes had no impact. Yet as more and more tribes were pulled back later on, the defensive line would inevitably suffer varying degrees of impact, and Lu Xiaotian was very likely to perceive the oddity within it.
Time and tide wait for no man; he could wait no longer. The Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor grit his teeth, swept his large sleeve, and a dozen or so blood-cyan devil pots floated around him. The front-most devil pot poured downward, and instantly the blood inside, carrying a large amount of remnant dragon souls,