The 'Demon Realm Underworld' blanketed a million li of the Northern Region of the Demon Country. The Immortal Dynasty's central court and imperial family had charged directly into the heart of this 'Demon Realm Underworld.'
Liang Zhaohuang and the others had set out from the Liu Province front line and rushed toward the central battlefield of the 'Demon Realm Underworld.' Though they were all Nascent Soul cultivators, they had continuously hunted down Demonic Beasts and Devil Lords rushing toward the central battlefield along the way, which had cost them considerable time.
Thus, it took them nearly two months to finally reach the outskirts of the central battlefield in the 'Demon Realm Underworld.'
Upon arriving here, the Immortal Dynasty imperial family's rumbling war drums and the Demon Realm Underworld's waves of demonic howls grew even more powerful. Even Nascent Soul True Lords found it difficult to block them out completely and were affected to some extent.
Of course, Five-Colored Buddha Light suppressed Liang Zhaohuang's Sea of Consciousness. Whether it was the war drums stirring fighting spirit or the demonic sounds eroding the mind, the Five-Colored Buddha Light swept them away directly. He was utterly unaffected.
At his side, Liang Ruijian had only entered the Nascent Soul Realm a little over a decade ago, and without Five-Colored Buddha Light protecting him, he was clearly being affected considerably.
The fighting spirit around him surged and mounted without end beneath the rumbling drums, yet it also shattered every invading strand of demonic sound.
Seeing this, Liang Zhaohuang could not help asking worriedly, "Ruijian, are you all right?"
At this moment, five-colored shadows of light flowed and flickered in Liang Ruijian's eyes. Excitement colored his face, but he remained clear-headed as he shook his head. "Patriarch, I'm fine."
"I've never felt better."
Liang Zhaohuang frowned