One's state of mind was crucial in battle. Once it became unstable, it was difficult to wield one's original strength.
Under proper coordination, the various forces of the Great Thousand World moved in an orderly fashion.
After noon, space suddenly tore open, followed by a burst of wild laughter.
That laugh alone made many people uncomfortable. Naturally, this was Heavenly Evil God's attempt to seize the initiative.
"Heavenly Evil God, why resort to such petty tricks to make a fool of yourself at a time like this?"
Lan Hong's cold voice directly drowned out Heavenly Evil God's laughter, and the discomfort caused by that long laugh vanished without a trace.
As Heavenly Evil God formally revealed himself, countless Outer Realm Demons appeared alongside him.
The three personal guards he had named Sun, Moon, and Star also followed closely behind Heavenly Evil God.
The Outer Realm Demons accompanying Heavenly Evil God this time were no longer mere cannon fodder.
Demonic energy and evil energy swirled around them. One glance showed that they were far from weak; they were likely the elite forces among the Outer Realm Demons.
Perhaps Heavenly Evil God had even strengthened these Outer Realm Demons.
Lan Hong's expression could not help turning solemn. Dealing with this group of elite Outer Realm Demons alone would cost the Great Thousand World tremendous sacrifices.
Heavenly Evil God's gaze fell upon Lan Hong. Smiling faintly, he said, "I can still give you one final chance.
As long as you surrender to me now, surrender to my Sacred Clan, I can guarantee that you will survive."
"Heavenly Evil God, stop wasting your breath here. Not a single warrior of the Great Thousand World standing here will surrender to you.
This battle is a fight to the death, and victory in this war will