Above Blood Sea, there are more and more figures.
"Look, First Demon God is here too!"
Amid the exclamations, a black figure descended from the sky like a black sun.
Infinite pressure spread like a tide, causing the bubbles on the surface of the Blood Sea to stop surging.
First Demon God stands at the core of the Demonic Sun. There is no redundant magic armor on his body, but he carries the overwhelming coercion of Heavens Demon Race. His aura overwhelms the entire audience Demon God.
The young man covered in black armor and standing tall and cold is never far away. It is First Demon God Heir, Demon Realm contemporary Prodigy ceiling - Augustus.
"I've met my brother!"
Second Demon God, Destruction Demon God, Giant Demon God, Blood Demon God and other Demon God present all came forward, bowed and clasped their fists in salute, their postures were respectful, and the order of hierarchy was clear at a glance.
First Demon God nodded lightly and glanced at the few close relatives in front of him Demon God, his voice was thick and deep, carrying endless vicissitudes of life.
"Second brother, third brother, fifth brother, Thirteenth Brother...Ninth Sister Love Demon God is still away."
After the words fell, all Demon God present looked dim, with a touch of sadness in their eyes.
The expressions of several Demon Gods all looked a bit gloomy.
Thirteen Demon Gods was so glorious back then, Myriad Worlds was invincible.
But now, except for the five present and Love Demon God who has not returned yet, all the other brothers and sisters have died.
First Demon God recovered his mind, his gaze lowered, and fell on the new generation Demon Race whose eyes were hot and nervous and excited. He spoke loudly, and Demonic Voices spread throughout the Blood Sea.
"As you all know, Demon Realm is now in the biggest deadlock in hundreds of thousands of years. Heavens is hostile, Demon God has fallen, foreign races are eyeing it, and the ethnic group is in danger."
"But difficulties are also opportunities. Xuanming Secret Realm is your opportunity."
"You not only shoulder your own Destiny, but also shoulder the Destiny of the entire Demon Race. Enter Xuanming Secret Realm--fight with all your life to create a Demon Race future!"
His voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying an unquestionable majesty.
"Yes--!!!"
A group of young people Demon Race cheered and shouted loudly.
"Fight for opportunity with your life! Revitalize Demon Race!"
"I am willing to die for my tribe! Fight to create the future!"
The sky-shattering shouts resounded throughout the Blood Sea, thousands of Demon Race looked wildly, and the sense of mission of the group was immediately filled.
Among the crowd, Black mixed in with the team and shouted loudly.
But I was laughing in my heart.
Change Demon Race Destiny?
Then grandpa will give you a wave of destruction.
Prodigy is dead and his luck is broken. I wonder how Demon Race can give birth to Child of Destiny and how he can make a comeback.
Second Demon God looked at the shouting young Demon Race, his eyebrows were warm, and he sighed softly with emotion.
"The blood of the new generation is still there. I, Demon Race, am like the sun rising into the sky and the bright moon in the sky. Destiny will eventually favor Demon Race, and the lows will eventually be gone."
He spoke sincerely and his eyes were full of hope.
Third Demon God Destruction Demon God looked sinister.
Ever since his disastrous defeat in the battle against Human-Demon Battlefield... not only did he lose Destruction Godhead, but he also lost two sons and countless loyal subordinates. He has been unable to recover, and his whole body is like a blunted knife.
Hearing Second Demon God say this at this moment, he just snorted coldly.
"Destiny? Huh, it's just an illusory thing. If Destiny really favors me, he won't..."
"Third brother!"
Second Demon God turned to look at him, with a hint of warning in his eyes.
Destruction Demon God stopped talking and turned his head to look away.
Second Demon God shook his head, looking helpless.
"Third brother, I know you have suffered a heavy blow and are in a bad mood. But sometimes, setbacks may mean a turning point."
His voice softened a bit.
"Maybe the opportunity is right in front of you, and you will be able to escape from the predicament soon and finally be free."
The other Demon God and the young Demon Race who were approaching nodded.
Yes, Xuanming Secret Realm is the opportunity for them Demon Race to become stronger again.
Black stood behind the crowd and noticed that Third Demon God's expression moved slightly when he heard the word "freedom".
His brows furrowed.
Why do you always feel that... what Second Demon God said to Third Demon God didn't just mean that Xuanming Secret Realm can make Demon Race strong again?
The word "freedom" is a bit strange to use in this situation.
Just as he was about to think about it, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure.
Third Demon God Behind him, a little witch with long pink hair wearing a veil was looking towards him.
When Black looked at her, she quickly looked away as if she had been burned, lowering her head to play with her fingers.
Black:...
Black couldn't help but frown.
Who is this?
The other party seemed to have been secretly looking at him, but he could not identify the other party's identity.
However...Malice was not in the other party's eyes.
Forget it, forget it, don't bother.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at the Blood Sea in front of him.
The next second...
"Buzz--!!!"
The entire Blood Sea shook violently and rolled, red blood rose into the sky, and the noise in the whole place came to an abrupt end.
Deep in the void, a figure stood indifferently, wearing Primordial Demonic Mark robes, with a simple face without sadness or joy, and the pressure was higher than Thirteen Demon Gods.
Demon Realm Progenitor, come in person!
Progenitor glanced across the audience Demon Race indifferently, without saying any words of encouragement, he just slowly raised his hand and pointed.
"Boom--!"
Endless Blood Sea suddenly split to both sides, a Black White Intertwined rotating Secret Realm vortex, exposing the Blood Sea underground, Spatial Fluctuation thick Frenzy, connecting the entire Xuanming Secret Realm area.
The rotation speed of the vortex suddenly accelerated, and the tearing force enveloped all directions.
"Xuanming Secret Realm is already on--"
His voice was indifferent, as if he was stating a trivial matter.
"Come in, my children."
As soon as he finished speaking, Augustus, the descendant of First Demon God, was the first to move.
He saluted Demon Race Progenitor respectfully, then turned around and rushed into the Black and White Vortex without hesitation.
With Prodigy taking the lead in clearing the way, the major Demon God direct descendants and tribes Prodigy no longer hesitated and flew into the whirlpool one after another, scrambling to seize the opportunity to enter.
One after another, figures filed in.
Black blended into the crowd and rushed towards the whirlpool with Demon Race in front.
The moment he passed through the whirlpool, he felt a strong sense of weightlessness... as if his whole body was thrown into a high-speed rotating drum washing machine, the world was spinning, and the internal organs were fighting.
After a while.
"Bang--!!!"
Black fell from mid-air and landed on the hard black ground.
He got up, patted the dust on his body, and began to look at his surroundings.
dim.
desolate.
Not a blade of grass grows.
The air is as heavy as solidified cement, and it is so oppressive that people can't breathe. Above the head is a round of Blood Moon, Dark Red-colored light, which is the only Light Source in this space.
The entire space is filled with the smell of death and Destruction, like a huge cemetery.
"It is indeed a good place to practice death and Law of Destruction."
Also...
His home ground.
Under the red Blood Moon, Black feels... everything around is extremely clear and intimate.
It's like returning to my mother's arms.
"Tsk, tsk, it's just like going home."