The Stone Serpent's Goal (Part 1)

Within the secret realm, all manner of strange and bizarre monsters continued to emerge without end.

They had now risen to the Wanfa Realm level.

This caused many cultivators to panic.

Some tried to retreat, only to discover that the passage they had entered through had long since vanished.

Chaos finally erupted within the secret realm. The hunt had transformed, gradually descending into disorder. Perhaps before long, they would be slaughtered by those monsters.

Dead Tusk had already gathered with Feng Xianlong and the others. Gazing into the distant sky, they saw killing intent soaring in every direction, demons and fiends running rampant everywhere, while bloody radiance permeated the air and filled their vision.

And at the very center of the secret realm, they could sense an even more terrifying danger.

A great terror!

Dead Tusk stared fixedly at that place, his expression grim.

Feng Xianlong also sensed that something was amiss. In a low voice, she said, "Dead Tusk, among all of us, your divine sense is the strongest. What can you feel?"

"Demons!" Dead Tusk answered.

"The Demon Abyss Rift?" Hearing this, everyone instead felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

After all, they had been fighting the demon realm for so long that they had long ceased to fear the Demon Abyss Rift very much.

Yet Dead Tusk slowly shook his head. "It seems we have won too much and prevailed for too long, to the point that we have begun to overlook the true nature of demons. That is indeed a Demon Abyss Rift, but it is not as simple as the rift you imagine."

He looked around and said, "This place was meticulously arranged by great demons such as Purple Leaf. The level involved may well reach that of the Evil Rakshasa Devil Ancestor, perhaps even..."