"Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor, I really underestimated you, Old Devil. To preserve your position as emperor, you actually didn't hesitate to sacrifice every elite tribe under your command. I never realized your intentions were so vicious."
Lu Xiaotian's voice thundered across heaven and earth. Before this, he still hadn't seen through Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor's intentions. After breaking through the defenses of the Desolate Nether Tide Formation, Lu Xiaotian was able to sense more of the auras within.
At the same time, Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor had taken advantage of traps laid in advance and the unpreparedness of the tribes under his command. The Devil Race he had successively slaughtered had already numbered more than 4.6 million, and he had also used a vast amount of dragon blood essence collected from the Desolate Sea.
Such soaring blood qi was like a beacon in the night to a powerhouse like Lu Xiaotian, who had long since condensed a blood-element Dao Seed. Even across several layers of restrictions, the Old Devil still couldn't completely restrain such vast blood qi.
Overall, Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor's preparations had been extremely meticulous. He had likely spent most of these years planning this matter. Lu Xiaotian had reached a sufficient level of cultivation and happened to have formed a blood-element Dao Seed. He also possessed extraordinary attainments in formations and restrictions. Only then could he vaguely sense the general situation, and only by adding a certain amount of deduction could he reach this conclusion.
As for Devil Lord Feng Jie, Moon Sky Hall Master, and even the strongest among them, Desolate Chief Saint Devil, they ultimately fell short in this regard.
The Devil Race forces centered around the Desolate Chief Devil Guards wore blank expressions. Instinctively, they found it difficult to believe Lu Xiaotian's words.
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