Although the various races of the Demon Domain now stood divided, with no single leader, even the Dragon and Phoenix Races could not completely command the other races.
This was only possible because the Human Race and Demon Race were at war.
Were it not for that.
Even the Dragon and Phoenix Races would have been unable to lead so many Demon Venerables into battle together.
Yet even so, they had no way to make the few Demon Venerables so willing to face death.
After all, every Demon Venerable had only reached this point through immense fortune and great opportunities. Who would be willing to simply go and die like this?
Yet these Heavenly Court Demon Venerables chose without the slightest hesitation.
One Early Stage Demon Venerable after another from the Heavenly Court rammed forward and chose to self-detonate, hoping to shake the barrier before them.
At this moment, the Demon Venerables of the Dragon and Phoenix Races hardly dared to act, because even if they rushed forward, there was no way they could stop those Demon Venerables from self-detonating.
Instead, they would only suffer grievous injuries themselves.
And on a battlefield like this, being injured was no different from death.
Just as both sides fought desperately, Jiang Shu and Gold Horn's third battle began.
"Gold Horn, you will die by my hand today! So what if you possess the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline?!"
The two sides erupted into battle once more, fists and claws against a great halberd.
This was an absolute clash of strength against strength.
At this moment, both sides tacitly chose to use only the Great Dao of Strength.
Because their struggle was not one of grudges, but a contest between Great Daos—or at least, that was how it appeared to outsiders.
Compared to the dazzling or