Zhou Tian Star Array, Attack on the Demon Domain

Victory on the front lines brought a vast amount of resources flowing back from the Chaotic Demon Sea into the Vast Desolate Domain.

Every disciple of the Eight Great Sects who was willing to join the war could obtain resources and enter a period of explosive growth in strength.

Even scions of aristocratic families within certain dynasties now had a path to rise. They no longer needed the Hundred Dynasty War, as before, to join a sect.

With the war underway, every sect was in desperate need of fresh blood.

As long as they possessed sufficient talent and were willing to cultivate, they had a chance to enter a sect, handle various miscellaneous affairs in the great cities, and prepare for the battles to come.

Every one of them understood perfectly well that this war was the greatest opportunity of their lives.

If they missed this chance and merely muddled along in the safe regions of the Vast Desolate Domain—

Even if their talent was decent, they would absolutely be unable to compare with those ordinary geniuses who gained resources and rapidly improved.

Cultivation was one step ahead, every step ahead.

In contrast to the thriving vitality within the Vast Desolate Domain—

The Chaotic Demon Sea was littered with corpses, its blood flowing for millions of miles.

Far away lay the Demon Domain.

Deep within the Dragon Race Ancestral Land, the remnants of dragon bones entwined in Primal Chaos Qi let out mournful cries.

Ao Jin's remnant soul knelt at the center of the altar. Gray Dao Rhyme clung to the broken stump of his dragon horn like gangrene on bone.

"Even burning ancestral blood could not break the Primordial Dao Domain."

The Dragon Race Venerable pinched up the remnant soul. Within his dragon pupils was reflected that gray Dao