The ancestors and sages secretly breathed sighs of relief.
Since this was an internal war rather than an external one, its intensity could be kept under control.
Next, the two sides would inevitably wage a long war, until Royal Clan Mountain acknowledged the strength of Fang Yun's vassals.
"Fang Xiaohei, open a passage into the Demon Realm," Fang Yun said.
The Prison-Suppressing Evil Dragon said helplessly, "As a Saint Ancestor, I can traverse the myriad worlds seamlessly, but not special regions. The Demon Realm has produced many Saint Ancestors and is protected by powerful forces. The Demon Realm Will repels the Starfield Gate. I can only open a very small passage, and it will only last a few dozen breaths."
"Leave the rest to me," Fang Yun said.
"All right."
As the Prison-Suppressing Evil Dragon spoke, his eyes blazed like sky-supporting torches in the night. He suddenly extended a claw and clawed at the space ahead.
Riiip...
A sound like tearing cloth rang out, and a thirty-thousand-meter-tall rift in the void appeared outside Royal Clan Mountain. It slowly widened, finally holding steady at three thousand meters across.
Admiration rose in the ancestors' hearts. Creating a path directly to the Demon Realm from here showed just how extraordinary the Prison-Suppressing Evil Dragon was.
Fang Yun raised the Imperial God Tree and pointed it at the towering rift in the void.
Power surged forth and fell upon the rift.
The Sacred Way and spatial structure there rapidly changed. Cracks spread in every direction, as though the wound in the void were being torn open once more.
A dozen breaths later, an enormous spatial passage three hundred thousand meters tall appeared, linking the two realms.
"Big brother, you're mighty!" the Prison-Suppressing Evil Dragon shouted.
The ancestors sighed softly as well. As expected of