If Devil Ancestor Queyang dared to fight back, then unless the Witch Emperor could suppress him cleanly and decisively, even allowing him a minor injury would count as a failure for the Witch Emperor.
Devil Ancestor Queyang clearly knew how formidable the Witch Emperor was. He understood that he could not clash head-on with him; even being dragged into a prolonged fight would be exceedingly dangerous. From the very start, he unleashed his strongest escape art. No one doubted whether the Witch Emperor could defeat his opponent. The question now was simply how great a price the other side would pay.
This expanse of golden-green devilish light spread out, forming what seemed like a deep, secluded devilish abyss and creating immense interference for everyone else. At the very least, Wolf Emperor Lei Ji and the others were completely unable to lock onto the other party's position.
Wu Di, Wu Yu, and the other ancestral witches were stronger, but they could only pinpoint a rough area. They had no confidence at all in intercepting him. The other party had been intent on fleeing from the outset, and the situation before them was indeed extremely thorny. It depended on whether the Witch Emperor had a way to break it.
Wen Yan, the Asura Emperor, and the Devil Emperor Diqing each flew out from their respective camps, watching the Outer Realm Devils' side with astonishment.
The two armies were separated by several hundred thousand li. To imperial-level powerhouses such as themselves, that was not much of a distance. If not for the overwhelmingly powerful Outer Realm Devil Baleful Intent condensed over the enemy army's encampment, which greatly interfered with them, they could have directly sensed the precise situation over there.
"Looks like the old monsters among the Outer Realm Devils aren't all that