The demonic qi surging through the Kylin Race's Ancestral Land was merely what had leaked through the gaps around the great seal, where its edges could not fully block the opening.
In other words, the endless demonic qi permeating this Ancestral Land was only the leakage. In the true Demon Realm beyond the spatial rift, it was more than a hundred times as dense.
Had the Qilin Seal not blocked the opening, the Kylin Race's Ancestral Land would likely have been completely devoured by demonic qi long ago.
Beneath the great seal, Qilin Race Leader Lin Shan desperately kept it functioning.
His hands formed an ancient hand seal, and he poured the origin power of his Great Dao into the First Kylin Seal with reckless abandon.
Lin Shan no longer looked anything like he had at the Heavenly Court's Flat Peach Banquet. His aura had weakened to its absolute limit.
Clearly, with his cultivation only at the Great Luo realm, holding out until now had nearly exhausted his origin power.
Yet his hands steadily maintained the hand seal, never wavering in the slightest.
In another corner of the hall, a pale golden barrier of light was barely holding.
It sheltered more than a dozen members of the Kylin Race, who huddled together and supported one another, their eyes full of terror.
The seven little ones were among them.
That barrier had sprung from one of the little ones!
The protective measure Yellow Dragon had left on him had activated, forming a defensive barrier.
It kept the all-corroding demonic qi outside, protecting the Kylin Race's last survivors, including the seven little ones.
But the barrier was now on the verge of fading. Fine cracks covered its surface, each rapidly widening under the demonic qi's corrosion. It was about to shatter.
Clearly,