Jiuyi Mountain.
Ci Province.
Demonic Dao headquarters.
A wild wind swept past, carrying the stench of charred flesh, blood, decay, and cloying sweetness. The mingled odors assaulted the senses, sickening anyone who breathed them in.
The protective formation was riddled with cracks. It seemed ready to give way at any moment, shattering like a bubble.
The buildings near the perimeter had all been reduced to rubble, their remains scattered evenly across the ground. Amid the wreckage, traces of blood and severed limbs could be seen from time to time.
Beyond the formation, corpses littered the land, and blood ran so thick it could float a boat.
Several layers had been brutally carved away from the earth itself.
The blackened ground had a glassy sheen. In several places, spiritual flames burned on, impossible to extinguish, while poisonous mists drifted about, too dense for the great wind to sweep away.
The Demonic Sect disciples, forced to leave the formation and clean up the battlefield, moved among the wreckage in trembling fear. Every so often, they picked up bones, chunks of corpses, and Storage Pouches that might still be useful as materials.
High above, the great battle had just ended, but the chaotic weather had yet to settle.
Gale-force winds, snow and rain, and raging flames coiled together, shifting and changing without end.
The Great Pagoda Edict, the Innate Religion Leader, and Su Lijing stood suspended in the air, brows furrowed.
The Mad Demon aliens from the Eternal Night Desert had suddenly attacked the formation, and even several Sacred Dao seniors once imprisoned in Du'e Abyss had taken part. Not long afterward, the false Dao had launched its own assault!
In this battle, the three sects had suffered staggering losses among their low-ranking disciples.
Several Grand Elders at the Dao Integration Stage had