The Human Race's Tragedy!
His gaze was piercing, his eyes seemingly burning with fierce fire.
That was a will as fiery and unwavering as a raging flame.
As for the woman, she was carrying an ancient-looking longsword.
The two of them were a brother and sister.
The man is a martial artist who has already possessed combat power comparable to Mystic Immortal- level immortal).
The woman, on the other hand, follows the path of cultivation and has already entered the realm of the True Immortal Realm.
On the other side of the Demon Race, there were five experts.
A lion transformed into a spirit, possessing the cultivation level of Late-stage Mystic Immortal).
A white-haired rat has become a spirit and possesses the cultivation level of Mid-stage Mystic Immortal).
The remaining three are a yellow-browed bird that has become a spirit, a black snake that has become a spirit, and...
Another is a green snake that has become a spirit; both are at the level of True Immortal.
The three parties are locked in a standoff, each eyeing the other with predatory intent.
They arrived at this place almost one after the other.
After confirming that all the Witch Clan of the Yuankan Tribe had left, all three parties were eager to occupy the area.
However, the three forces are evenly matched, and none of them has absolute certainty of driving out the remaining two.
As a result, the three parties were locked in a stalemate.
Of the three, the experts from the Nether Race are the strongest.
The Nether Race are an alien race from the Primordial Wilderness, born with innate talents and abilities.
At the same level, few experts from other races can match him.
Furthermore, among those present, his cultivation level was the highest among the remaining Human Race and Demon Race.
Although they outnumbered him, once a fight broke out, neither of the other two families could stand against him individually.
Unfortunately, both the Human Race and Demon Race races understand this principle, and thus the two races are subtly showing a tendency to join forces to deal with him.
In this way, although he is very strong.
However, he would have to deal with three Mystic Immortal and four True Immortal at the same time.
Although the odds of victory are still high, the battle will definitely not be resolved in a short time.
"I was here first, all of you get out of my way!"
"Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
Beneath the long, black robe, the eyes of the Nether Race expert revealed a ferocious killing intent.
The chilling murderous murderous intent sent shivers down one's spine.
"Nonsense! This land was originally under the jurisdiction of my Demon Race Heavenly Court, but it was later seized by the Witch Clan."
"Now that the Witch Clan has retreated, it is only right that our Demon Race should take over!"
"We are here on the orders of the Demon God, how dare you defy the decree of our Demon God?!"
The lion spirit roared.
"Exactly!"
"Now that the Witch Clan has migrated to the Netherworld World, this Primordial Wilderness Continent is rightfully ours, the Demon Race Nether Race oppose my Demon Court?!"
The white-haired rat spirit stroked his mustache and said in a high-pitched, lewd voice.
"Hmph! The Demon Race is destined to rise?! How laughable!"
"Since you insist on courting death, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Finally, this expert from the Nether Race seemed to lose patience.
His long robes fluttered and rustled even without wind.
Black smoke billowed from beneath his robes.
The smoke emitted an ominous aura.
This smoke is called Black Luo Miasma!
It was a magical Law Treasure he crafted from various highly poisonous substances.
Once activated, it can release a large amount of highly toxic smoke.
It can erode an enemy's Law Treasure and physical body; it is extremely powerful.
"Everyone be careful!"
Upon seeing that this expert from the Nether Race was about to make a move, the five demons all became solemn.
"Brother, be careful! This smoke is extremely poisonous!"
Even if you cultivate your Martial God True Body, you cannot withstand it. You must not come into contact with this poisonous fog!
On the Human Race, the Human Race immortal subconsciously reminded her brother.
"Hmph! I'll give you one last chance. Get out of here now!"
"Otherwise, if you lose your lives under my Black Luo Miasma, don't blame me!"
"It's a powerful expert from the Nether Race," the expert said coldly.
Just then, a violent voice came from the distant sky.
"A mere Golden Immortal of the Nether Race Clan dares to defy the Demon Court?!"
"That's incredibly audacious, utterly courting death."
As this sound came,
The next moment, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky.
A terrifying pressure rolled down inch by inch.
In an instant, the face of the original Nether Race Golden Immortal changed drastically!
"Daluo?!"
He had only spoken half a sentence when a gigantic claw descended from the sky.
It pressed down hard, stomping on the body of that Nether Race Golden Immortal.
With a "splat," he was instantly crushed into a pile of minced meat.
Three Flowers Gather at the Crown, the Daluo is formed.
Only by cultivating to the level of Daluo Golden Immortal can one be considered to have truly achieved some success in the path of cultivation.
At this point, their strength will undergo a dramatic change.
Below the Daluo level, there is absolutely no chance of victory against Daluo Golden Immortal.
Moreover, there is a full two major realms between Golden Immortal and Daluo Golden Immortal!
"Hehehe! Our demon god has arrived!"
The white-haired rat spirit was extremely pleased with itself.
The giant claw formed from the Dharma Heaven and Earth disappeared, and then a burly and violent figure landed on the ground.
The newcomer had the head of a lion and the body of a human; he was also a lion spirit!
However, the aura emanating from him was so terrifying that it made one's soul tremble.
He glanced at the minced meat of the Nether Race and merely snorted coldly.
"Even an ant dares to defend a tree!"
Having said that, he glanced at the Human Race siblings again, his violent eyes narrowing slightly.
A fierce murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Then he snorted coldly and said:
I won't kill you, get out of here!
"My lord?! You're not going to kill them?!"
The white-haired rat spirit was subconsciously a little confused.
"Do you need to interfere with my decisions?!"
"If it happens again, I'll crush your head!"
The lion spirit at the Great Luo Realm said coldly.
"Yes! Yes! I was too talkative! I was too talkative!"
The white-haired mouse was startled and immediately responded, trembling.
In the Demon Race, strength reigns supreme, and those in power have absolute authority over the life and death of those in power.
Before the Daluo, the Human Race brother and sister looked extremely ugly.
They were the ones who arrived in the Yuankan Tribe first.
However, in the face of absolute strength, the order of arrival is utterly meaningless.
It was already incredibly lucky for them that the lion demon at the Great Luo Realm didn't kill them.
Even knowing this, the two of them were still filled with resentment.
The Yuankan Tribe was left behind by the great shaman Yuankan.
The great shaman Yuankan was skilled in casting artifacts. He collected a large quantity of various rare ores and refined gold.
If these things could be obtained by the Human Race...
That's enough to refine a large number of top-grade magic Law Treasure!
Unfortunately, the Demon Race god of the demon race has already arrived.
Unless a powerful expert of the Daluo level descends from among the Human Race, there is simply no way to compete with him.
But how many Daluo Realm experts are there among the Human Race?
Aside from the three progenitors, the rest can be counted on one hand.
"That's enough!"
The elder brother clenched his fist tightly, then finally relaxed it.
There's no way around it; there's no point in trying to be tough in front of a master at the Great Luo Realm.
A futile show of strength will only result in others crushing them like an ant.