"Dao Integration!"
"Dao Integration!"
The Shadow Demon Abyss mighty one had gone mad. His divine sense swept toward the Horned Demon Imperial Clan's formation, whose power had fallen sharply, and fixed on the ten-thousand-zhang demonic body within. He roared, "Horn Nether Emperor!"
"You damned old bastard!"
"Are you leaving or not?"
"If you won't, then die here!"
From beginning to end, the Immortal Orders' mighty ones' primary goal had never been to kill the Horn Nether Emperor. It was to drive him away and claim the Horned Demon World, a middle thousand world of vital importance.
Killing a Dao Integration cultivator was simply too difficult.
Several of them might die in the attempt, taking him down with them.
The Nine Great Immortal Sects were also riven with conflicts. In theory, they could and would fight to the death for their Dao Paths, but no one could say what would happen when they truly stood between life and death.
"Junior, you're asking for death..."
The Horn Nether Emperor's killing intent was ice-cold.
The fighting outside the blood-battle formation did not affect the small thousand world.
After a brief period of cultivation, Jiang Ding opened his eyes. The hazy embryonic Sword Realm around him slowly drew inward and dissipated.
"Jiang Ding,"
An Siyan adjusted her black-framed glasses, just as she had more than two thousand years ago, and said softly, "Two years have passed. Eight waves of Horned Demon Imperial Clan forces have died, totaling more than eighty million cultivators. This race that ruled the domain is close to extinction."
"Just now, most of the cultivators in the eighth wave dragged here by the King of Equality of Yama Hell's Yin-Yang Reversal Formation were Qi Refining cultivators. Their strength had hit rock bottom, and we wiped them out quickly."
"We estimate