Chaos

Boom—

Outside the Yin-Yang Great Sect, thunderous blasts rang out without cease. Both sides had truly gone to war, not merely putting on a show, but fighting to the death.

People had already fallen, and True Dragons had spilled their blood.

Yet comparatively speaking, the Yin-Yang Great Sect and the few Heavenly Feather Divine Dynasty members present had fallen into an absolute disadvantage.

One side had prepared thoroughly, while the other had been forced into a hasty battle. With Beihan Zhong's interference, they could not even fight with their full strength.

Suffering losses was inevitable.

They were even beginning to find it difficult to hold their ground.

And this was not the worst part.

The worst part was that, just as the situation here had become almost completely one-sided, demonic aura soared into the sky in the distance.

It was not from one direction, but from all directions. Surging demonic aura, like layers upon layers of black clouds steeped in thick ink, swept toward the Yin-Yang Great Sect.

And one layer came after another. From afar, they blotted out the sky and covered the earth.

Feng Changsheng and the others' expressions instantly turned incomparably ugly, and a chill ran down their spines.

Western Ridge was filled with towering mountains, rivers, and vast marshes. There were simply too many great demons.

The Dragon Clan had long since extended its reach into Western Ridge. Everyone knew that, though they had always been restrained by Western Ridge's major powers.

Now, the Dragon Clan had truly gone all out. They truly intended to stir up a raging storm in Western Ridge.

Myriad Demons Assault!

The momentum was too overwhelming. The suffocating pressure made breathing difficult, and all they could see was despair.

"Your Highness, this man bears a body full of sins. He is