"That's fine then."
The old woman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Now, all we need to do is activate the incantation in the opposite direction to reclaim the terrifying power that has gathered above the Destruction Grand Formation."
"This seems..."
Before she could finish speaking, an indescribable terror surged into her heart.
"Boom----"
The terrifying stream of light condensed by the Destruction Grand Formation suddenly burst forward in one direction after reaching a limit.
That direction is precisely where the Demon Prison Realm is located!
And so, under the bloodshot eyes of the old woman and the two Demon Prison Clan Emperor Rank Limit beside her, the Destruction Stream of Light crashed into the Demon Prison Realm with unstoppable force.
"Buzz!"
The protective array outside the Demon Prison Realm sensed something and activated on its own.
But how could the Destruction power, condensed from four Destruction Orbs and controlled to its Emperor Rank Limit, be so easily stopped?
"Bang!!!"
Upon initial contact, the protective array of the Demon Prison Realm was like a piece of porcelain riddled with cracks, looking utterly broken and pitiful.
The protective array shattered in the next moment.
That invincible power that swept away everything instantly rushed into the Demon Prison Realm, as if a higher-dimensional being launched an attack from the sky. All resistance was futile under such an offensive.
The Demon Prison Clan warriors defending the borders of the Demon Prison Realm were caught off guard; their bodies and souls vanished into nothingness in an instant.
They probably never imagined that the one who killed them would be the most powerful guardian force in their clan.
In the blink of an eye, the entire border defenses of the Demon Prison Realm were completely destroyed.
Along with one-fifth of the territory, it was reduced to scorched earth under the erosion of the light of Destruction.
This also shows just how terrifying the Destruction Grand Formation formed by the four supreme treasures imbued with the aura of rules possesses.
"No!!!"
The old woman's face was filled with grief, indignation, and disbelief. How could such a tragedy have happened before her eyes?
Perhaps it even originated from the Destruction Grand Formation she controlled?
In other words, he destroyed his own hometown?
"Lingyu!!!"
"What are you doing?"
The old woman glared at the Heavenly Venerable Lingyu not far away and roared.
The Heavenly Venerable Lingyu, who was controlling the Destruction Grand Formation, grinned at the old woman after hearing her roar.
The next moment, an extremely terrifying and violent wave emanated from within his body.
"Boom!"
An explosion that could shock the world rang out, causing an incredibly violent shockwave that even made the sky Arrow Realm tremble slightly.
The Emperor Rank Limit refers to the top-tier powerhouses, whether in the human faction or the Arrow Realm.
In a sense, such powerful individuals have already transcended the ordinary and attained sainthood, possessing various abilities that are comparable to the gods in myths and legends.
Therefore, by using all available power, the force generated by self-destruction is more terrifying than any killing move.
The three Emperor Rank Limit of the Demon Prison Clan on the other side, being the main recipients of the self-destruction, especially when facing their own kind, did not care much about their own defense.
In particular, they are still activating the Destruction Grand Formation, and most of their energy is devoted to the construction and activation of the Destruction Grand Formation.
Of course, as a Emperor Rank Limit, the body will instinctively employ some defensive measures.
Alternatively, to be on the safe side, several defensive spells can be set up.
But how could such defensive techniques possibly withstand the self-destruction of Heavenly Venerable Lingyu, Emperor Rank Limit?
Very few could withstand the self-destruction of a powerful opponent of the same level, especially at such close range.
"If someone were to self-destruct in front of me, I might get injured."
Taking advantage of the fact that the power of his self-destruction had not yet dissipated, the Theater God appeared directly in the central area.
He then waved his right hand, taking away the four Destruction Orbs and some other remnants from the self-destruction.
The next moment, he turned around and disappeared.
He acknowledged the fighting prowess of the Heavenly Venerable Lingyu this time.
Putting everything else aside, the power of this self-destruction wiped out three of his kin in one fell swoop.
Can!
Very strong!
Not long after the Theater God left, several figures appeared nearby.
"What tricks are the Demon Prison Clan playing?"
A blurry figure, surrounded by an ethereal power, spoke.
"We previously suspected that the Demon Prison Clan had defected to Huaxia, but now, it's inappropriate to think that way."
A handsome man, dressed in bronze armor and with long, flowing golden hair, looking like a sun god from ancient mythology, looked around and spoke softly.
"So, this is the Theater God's... deterrence?"
Beside them, a woman in purple said in a gloomy tone, "Using the fate of the Demon Prison Clan to intimidate us?"
The handsome man snorted coldly and said, "Does the Theater God underestimate us? Aren't you afraid we'll march straight to Huaxia?"
After these words were spoken, no one around said another.
How could they Descender Huaxia before the tide had turned?
Even if we kill the Theater God on the spot, what then?
What did they gain after paying such a heavy price?
Who would want to engage in a life-or-death struggle that yields no reward?
Or rather, does it make sense?
"Where is Cangwu?"
The woman in purple spoke up, "Didn't he usually get along quite well with the Demon Prison Clan?"
"With such a major incident happening to the Demon Prison Clan, why isn't he here?"
"With his friend's race suffering such a calamity, why doesn't he come to their aid?"
The blurry figure spoke up, "It's good that Cangwu didn't come. Today, we've gathered here to discuss the location of the Demon Prison Clan."
"In today's battle, the Demon Prison Clan lost four Emperor Rank Limit."
"By the standards of high-ranking races, the Demon Prison Clan has fallen."
"I have a suggestion: should the Demon Prison Clan... no longer enjoy the privileges of a high-ranking race?"
The handsome man frowned upon hearing this, opened his mouth as if to say something, but said nothing at the last word.
What he meant was, is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?
The Demon Prison Clan has just suffered this calamity.
If we were to remove the status of their superior race, they would likely never recover.
But then he thought, since none of the allied races that had previously been on good terms with the Demon Prison Clan had spoken, why should he speak up?
With the Demon Prison Clan's fall from grace, the resources they once enjoyed will naturally be divided among other high-ranking races.
This is also a good thing for his people.
Although there is indifference, and a sense of shared sorrow, every race that wants to reach the top has to step on the blood and bones of other races.
He couldn't change the rules; all he could do was protect his own people and hope they wouldn't follow the same path as the Demon Prison Clan in the future.
"I suggest we wait a while."
The woman in purple shook her head and said, "The Demon Prison Clan is, after all, an old and powerful clan. What if there are some ancient monsters among them?"
So, let's wait!
"Give the Demon Prison Clan a chance, there's no need to be in such a rush!"
At this point, the woman in purple paused, then smiled charmingly and said, "Of course, if it is truly determined that the Demon Prison Clan lacks sufficient resources, how about handing over the 129 Fang Arrow Realm in the west, which are under the Demon Prison Clan's command, to our clan?"
The blurry figure chuckled and said, "My clan wants the eastern region ruled by the Demon Prison Clan."
"Our people want the north!"
"..."
The handsome man watched as the people around him divided up the Demon Prison Clan and sighed softly.
The next moment, he spoke, "In terms of resource distribution, everything should be based on strength."
"Therefore, our clan needs the central ley lines of the Demon Prison Clan."
Does anyone have any objections?