Outside the Vermilion Bird Palace

Faced with such a situation, everyone racked their brains for a way to break the deadlock.

True Lord Haoran pondered for a moment before finally speaking. "The Primordial Spirit great powers in the inner perimeter are the true peak existences of the Purple Yin Realm. Whether victory or defeat is truly decided will still depend on them."

"The only thing we can do is hold the Four Symbols Star Palace Archipelago and provide the Celestial Stars and Constellations Grand Formation with what support we can. That will be our greatest help to them."

"That is all we can do."

The Flying Feather Pavilion Master nodded as well, a grave look appearing between his brows.

In merely a few days, several hundred devil ships crossed the skies and charged straight toward the Vermilion Bird Star Palace.

Upon those dark masses of devil ships stood one Outer Realm Heavenly Demon after another, like a host of demon gods steering their vessels onward.

At that moment, a Heavenly Demon with twin wings on his back opened his eyes and said coldly, "Everyone, the Vermilion Bird Star Palace lies ahead. Who will take the lead?"

None of the Heavenly Demons moved. One of them merely smiled. "I heard Brother Demon Dragon was slain at the Four Symbols Star Palace a thousand years ago. Are you not going to try your hand today?"

The Nine Nether Demon Dragon Emperor's gaze turned icy, but a moment later, he said, "Very well. I was just wondering whether those old acquaintances are still alive!"

As soon as the Nine Nether Demon Dragon Emperor finished speaking, the Demon Dragon World-Reversing Halberd in his hand streaked through the heavens like a true dragon, sweeping across the cosmos with force enough to smash all things as it cleaved toward the