Wang Daoyuan understood. Heavenly Desolate Pass had already become an abandoned pawn of the Immortal Lord.
The Devil Race had only sent a detachment here as well. No one cared about the outcome of the great battle at Heavenly Desolate Pass.
He settled down in the abandoned marketplace and waited for the war to erupt.
However, the Devil Race was no pushover either.
He had stayed in the small marketplace for only a few hours when a Demon God arrived with six Great Powers.
It had only been a formation set up casually. Concealing himself from Demon Gods and Devil Race Great Powers was no problem.
But there were True Demons within the Devil Race camp. Such tricks could never deceive them.
Clearly, these people had come to sweep the battlefield.
In the Immortal Realm, refining Personal Secret Realms was simply too easy.
Any random person who came by might be carrying a Personal Secret Realm, with a whole crowd of experts hidden inside.
Once battle began here, the experts in the secret realm could be released over there and stab them from behind or strike from the flank. Even if the attackers were not wiped out, they would suffer grievous losses.
For the attacking side, clearing the field before a major battle was of utmost importance.
After the Devil Race group entered the small marketplace, they surrounded the shop where Wang Daoyuan was hiding.
That God and Devil shouted, "Human inside, come out and surrender at once! Dare resist, and I will reduce you to ashes!"
Although this place was close to Heavenly Desolate Pass, the Devil Race had superior numbers. The defenders of Heavenly Desolate Pass might not dare come out to rescue him.
At the same time, this place was not far from the Devil Race camp.