The Devil Race and the Devouring Spirit Race aside, especially these Aberrations.
This was a race that had once nearly overturned the entire Star River Cosmos. Now that they were reviving across a wide area, the whole Second Region had shown no reaction whatsoever.
They had merely sent these younger-generation powerhouses over to make an opportunistic grab.
It perfectly illustrated one saying.
What does not concern oneself is hung high out of sight.
They had truly forgotten the pain once the wound had healed.
Ye Lin could not understand such behavior, but unfortunately, he happened to be exactly that kind of person.
Just as the forces on their side were gathering, the Devouring Spirit Race in the distance clearly noticed them as well.
They began gathering one after another, and there were even Devil Race powerhouses mixed among them.
These Devil Race powerhouses were not the sort of demonic cultivators people spoke of, but the purest devils born between Heaven and Earth.
Neither demonic cultivators nor demons could hold a candle to them.
As for the Devil Race, that would have to be traced all the way back to the Primordial Era.
"Venerable Ye, our forces have finished gathering."
At that moment, Wang Sheng leaned close to Ye Lin's ear and spoke softly.
Ye Lin turned to look, only to see over a thousand figures standing behind him.
And the three great races in the distance?
Their numbers had clearly already reached over ten thousand, and that number was still steadily rising.
"Venerable Ye, there is nothing we can do about it. The terror of these three races has long been deeply rooted in everyone's hearts. Many Rogue Cultivators have chosen not to take part in this conflict."
"After all, as long as trouble does not come knocking, Rogue Cultivators