As Kui finished speaking, the One-Horned Devil Immortal rallied his spirits and looked at the commanders beside him. "Commanders of the Primordial Devil Race, for His Lordship the Demon Saint, let us begin!"
The countless powerhouses present roared, "For the Demon Saint!"
Their bodies tensed one after another, their power steadily building. They had already received their orders: to rescue the Demon Saint, they had to unite and unleash their strongest strike.
One could imagine just how powerful a combined strike from so many powerhouses would be. Even a Sage would not dare take it head-on lightly.
Terrifying energy continued to gather, draining all the spiritual energy from the surrounding area.
Everything around them seemed to grow much quieter. Everyone held their breath and focused on the Devil Race Headquarters before them, as though facing a ferocious beast.
Inside the Devil Race Headquarters, the Earth Gnome was the last to withdraw. He had to ensure the safety of his people.
Almost everyone had already evacuated, leaving only him behind to make one final inspection.
At that moment, he was hesitating over whether to leave the formation intact or pry out the Spirit Stones at its center. Those were over a thousand Supreme Spirit Crystals. Only among tens of thousands of Supreme Spirit Stones might a single spirit crystal be born.
Spirit crystals were divided into ordinary and supreme grades. Only among tens of thousands of Ordinary Spirit Crystals might a single supreme spirit crystal appear. One could imagine how valuable these Supreme Spirit Crystals were.
Letting them go to waste in this great formation simply did not seem worth it.
But if he dismantled the formation, he would probably be pursued by countless members of the Devil Race.
Heavens, just imagining it nearly made him wet his pants.
After all,