Those damned members of the Blood Heaven Race were utterly insane. Seeing that they could no longer win, they had actually sacrificed themselves to invoke their race's secret method, Evil Blood Heaven Demon Summoning. This thing was terrifying beyond measure.
It had already caused countless bloody massacres in the Cultivation World, and the restrictions on their islands were so formidable that cultivators of ordinary races dared not provoke them...
Who knew why the Immortal Race had decided to attack them this time?
But this was not a spectacle they could meddle in. The Cultivation World had long had an ironclad rule: when large numbers of cultivators fought, or high-level cultivators took action, those without sufficient strength should stay out of it. They should not even approach, lest they lose their lives.
At once, boundless, terrifying crimson mist spread through the air with a roaring rush. The sky for hundreds of miles turned blood-red, forming countless dreadful runes. Bloody light writhed across the heavens, beginning to tear a gigantic hole in the sky.
Then a terrifying, savage aura poured out of the immense, churning rift in the sky. Six blood-red pupils, like suns, shone through the Spatial Rift. That boundless, dreadful presence left every cultivator there trembling with fear.
A shouted command rang out from the enormous Flying Boat: "Deploy the formation!"
At that command, the Immortal Race Cultivators swiftly flew into position, forming an immense formation...
How could Ye Han and his two companions possibly be in the mood to stay and watch?
All too often, those who died in battles between cultivators were the spectators. And with an aura this dangerous, if they did not leave now, when would they?
Controlling the formation that concealed their figures and auras, Ye Han brought Yuwen Hong and Thunder Bafang along, racing