In the sky, a transparent figure looked coldly down below, listening to the contents of the others' voice transmissions. The Red-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast cultivators below had no idea that their transmissions were as good as telling their opponent face-to-face.
Their cultivation levels were far too far beneath that person's, and this was the Red-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast clan's territory. They were laying an ambush to strike the enemy on their own ground.
Thus, although these Red-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast cultivators remained vigilant, most of their attention was on matters they had anticipated. They had never imagined that a powerful expert would arrive.
If a mighty Black Devil Race cultivator appeared here, they might be able to inflict some losses, but they would never damage the clan's foundations.
Besides, if one side could do that, the mighty cultivators of the other side could likewise slaughter the other's low-level cultivators. They might as well send out their strongest experts to fight—then it would become a final decisive battle!
Both sides knew each other's strength. This was not the best time for a decisive battle. They were wearing down each other's living strength while searching for weaknesses, hoping to deliver a fatal blow.
This was also the best way for many races or sects to wage war. Just like when the Devil Race had invaded the Desolate Moon Continent, they had only dispatched all their mighty cultivators after finding the rift at Yin Demon Cliff...
Li Yan stood high in the air, looking down at the cultivators hidden amid the wetland reeds below. He had discovered quite a few cultivators concealing themselves here while passing by.
With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he found that they were Red-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast cultivators. From their formation, they were clearly lying in ambush.
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