Blood Robe Old Ancestor Descends
Spirit Realm, human battlefield.
This was a battlefield steeped in countless deaths.
Compared to the calm of the Hundred Ghosts Realm battlefield, the Hundred Ghosts Realm battlefield at this moment was filled with endless warfare.
Nearly inexhaustible crawling creatures launched wave after wave of attacks against the human walls without pause.
The human walls stood ten thousand zhang high, buried deep within the sea of clouds.
The densely packed human warriors wielded bows, boulders, and thunderous weapons, relentlessly attacking the crawling creatures charging toward them.
The walls were indeed enormous, but they contained one specially opened passage after another, clearly meant for people to attack from.
The wall's surface was covered in layers upon layers of Defense Formations. Even crawling creatures with extraordinarily high cultivation could not inflict the slightest damage upon it.
Under such circumstances, the war appeared brutal, yet the actual casualties it could inflict upon humanity were very limited.
Amid wave after wave of battle cries,
a black cloud sped toward them from the direction of the human city at an unimaginable speed.
Near the battle line, everyone who saw that black cloud sucked in a cold breath.
Those stationed here, even the weaker ones, possessed the cultivation of an Endless Supreme. How could they fail to see the level of cultivation of the person within that black cloud?
The more they understood, the greater their fear became.
Faced with a peerless expert of such a level, they should have chosen to stand by and watch from the sidelines.
Yet, being fellow humans, several Endless Supremes still shot into the sky and called out loudly, "Friend ahead, please stop. Up ahead is where Demon Realm creatures are attacking. If you rush through without a care, then no matter how formidable your cultivation