Tang Changsheng had a vague feeling that this was the key. If he could work it out and grasp it, he could take complete control of the grand formation.
In that case, I'll use a few more Purple Dusk Demons for practice!
The moment that thought crossed his mind, the Purple Dusk Demons fell on hard times. Even the Immortals of Eastern Glory were startled out of their wits time and again.
Every so often, a tremendous tremor shook the entire Land of Chaos.
Experts on both sides scrambled for cover. After a while, though, they realized it was the Purple Dusk Demons who kept suffering. Eastern Glory's side had gained a powerful ally.
The Purple Dusk Demons cursed their luck and went into hiding, afraid to make a move.
But with the Three Realms Mirror, Tang Changsheng had little trouble finding them.
The Purple Dusk Demons soon discovered, to their despair, that even hiding could not save them from his clutches. Their courage shattered...
By then, the sandstorm had long since died down. Tang Changsheng had left the sands behind and reached a stretch of Ruins where the terrain was even more complex.
Mountain peaks and palaces had once stretched across this place. It must once have been a magnificent Blessed Land.
But when this world perished, the peaks collapsed and the palaces became Ruins.
Hunters who prowled alone often hid among them, stalking one another.
Before long, Tang Changsheng sensed the Qi Mechanism of two experts clashing. A whole section of ruined buildings nearby came crashing down.
Tang Changsheng turned the Three Realms Mirror on the scene and gave a cold laugh. He could see it clearly. What battle?
Several Purple Dusk Demons had staged the commotion, then hidden nearby to lure prey into an ambush.
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