If the Black Devil Race had only sent these people, they would not be able to take down their side's second line of defense. Yet they could still keep them tied down and prevent them from heading to the fortresses as reinforcements.
What the Black Devil Race cultivator said was also correct. This was merely a battle. Though the Divine Senses of the Body Integration Realm powerhouses in the rear had already appeared and seen what was happening here—
Muhan knew that, nine times out of ten, they would not come here.
Body Integration Realm cultivators were high-end combat power. Once their side deployed them, Black Devil Race cultivators of the same rank would arrive in an instant. He would not be surprised by such a judgment in the slightest.
Once Body Integration Realm cultivators suffered casualties, it would draw out even stronger cultivators from both sides. Even the death of a single Body Integration Realm cultivator was a price that neither side could bear.
Even among the Immortal-Spirit Realm's top powers, how many Body Integration Realm cultivators could an entire faction possess? Much less when neither of their two races had reached that top-tier level.
Thus, those old monsters would not immediately take action over the gain or loss of a single city or patch of land. They would survey the overall situation before considering whether it was worth acting. Once they acted, they had to secure victory in a single blow!
The cultivators on both sides were body cultivators, and their fighting styles had always been equally explosive. The moment Muhan finished speaking the word "kill," the two sides cleanly and decisively clashed!
In an instant, this stretch of sky blazed with radiance, while thunderous booms shook heaven and earth. A rift would appear here in the sky,