Vine to the Rescue

The battle between the Devil Race and the creatures of the Lower Realm, once it began, displayed an unprecedented scale and intensity.

Even though the Hidden Nether Realm was destroyed and no cultivators escaped, the combined number of cultivators from the other four smaller worlds was still considerable.

Furthermore, the Demon Race led by Helian Mo joined the battle and surprisingly united with the group of Demon Beast summoned by Bai Ze, playing a significant role in resisting the Devil Race.

As for those demonized people corrupted by Demonic Qi, they were quietly imprisoned by Lan Fusheng's team. Whenever these demonized people appeared, Lan Fusheng and his fellow disciples would immediately subdue and imprison them, planning to find an antidote to restore them to normalcy once the battle situation stabilized.

However, low-level Devil Race are easy to deal with, but high-level Devil Race are much more difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, Bai Nianchou was there to help. The armor and weapons he brought were far superior to those in the Lower Realm, making them perfect for the Devil Race.

Thus, with the Human Race, Demon Race, and Demon Beast of the Lower Realm joining forces against the enemy, the originally formidable Devil Race army was unable to advance even a step closer to the Human Race's current dwelling place!

This result greatly displeased Wugui.

Even after yet another failed attack, he summoned his two strongest high-ranking Devil Race and sternly rebuked them. "Have you truly done your best for the future of my Devil Race? Why have so many days passed without me receiving any good news?"

Wugui's words shamed Feng Meng and Lun Tai. Although they admired strength and acknowledged Wugui's status, Wugui was ultimately only slightly stronger than them, and didn't even possess royal blood. What right did he have to point fingers at them like that?

The two high-ranking Devil Race lowered their heads and endured Wugui's criticism. After they left Wugui's room, they looked at each other and saw the suppressed disdain and resentment in each other's eyes.

Wugui was completely unaware of this.

Meanwhile, the cultivators who were fighting against the Devil Race quickly realized the changes in the Devil Race. For some reason, the Devil Race' strength had increased significantly compared to before.

The armor that Bai Nianchou brought could easily block attacks from Devil Race below the high-level, but now it is damaged after a dozen or so attacks from low-level Devil Race.

As for those sharp weapons, which could originally leave wounds on high-level Devil Race, they can no longer even hurt mid-level Devil Race.

This terrible change brought about a new shift in the battlefield situation. Large swathes of Human Race territory were conquered, and the once pristine land began to reek of a foul stench.

The once clear river turned pitch black. As this filthy water was about to flow downstream into the Endless Sea, Jin Liner was the first to jump out and sever the connection between the river and the Endless Sea.

"These Devil Race are insane!" Jin Liner simply couldn't accept that her home had been defiled.

After being imprisoned for so many years, Jin Le'er has finally gained her freedom, is now very tolerant of everything. She even kindly advised her younger sister, "It's okay. After we deal with those Devil Race, you can find out who did it and just turn them into nourishment for the Endless Sea, right?"

Bai Ze, being held in Jin Le'er's arms like a pet and having its fur stroked gently, trembled slightly. This is what she calls "it's okay"?

As expected of the Jiaoren Race, Bai Ze was once again grateful that he was so cute that he wasn't targeted by the two sisters.

But the pollution of the river also tells the creatures of the Endless Sea one thing—the current battle situation is far from optimistic. Although no one knows what these Devil Race did to cause such a big change, everyone knows that if things continue like this, the Lower Realm may really become the territory of the Devil Race.

This terrible result was unacceptable to everyone. What frightened them even more was that Fu Shuangjiang's powerful sword formation was actually broken by a high-level Devil Race!

Because Fu Shuangjiang was in charge of the sword formation, when the formation broke, he immediately coughed up blood and fainted.

Seeing this, the high-ranking Devil Race broke through the blockade in one go and rushed directly into the camp that the cultivators had just built. Like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, it took the lives of many cultivators in the blink of an eye.

If it weren't for a dark green vine suddenly bursting out from the ground at the crucial moment, piercing the heart of that high-ranking Devil Race with lightning speed.

Then, before the other cultivators could react, the enormous vine emerged from the ground, its countless branches spreading in all directions, completely surrounding the cultivators' camp in the blink of an eye.

The thick, sturdy vines raised the fence around the camp several dozen meters higher, and after doing so, countless sharp thorns sprouted from the vines that were wrapped around the fence.

These spikes were as long as half a person's arm, and had a bluish-black tinge. Their thin tips seemed to be oozing poison, making them terrifying at first glance.

The vine was enormous; it occupied a large area of the campsite. It even waved its branches quite casually, as if greeting someone.

This scene terrified the cultivators. They were afraid of the Devil Race, but they were also afraid of the vines that were even more powerful than the Devil Race.

Just as someone suggested using fire to clear away the mysterious vine, Sang Zheng, having received the news, rushed back.

"Don't do it, don't do it! This is my daughter's best friend!" Sang Zheng had heard about Sang Ying's past experiences from her more than once before, and he was also aware that she had an ice dragon friend and a demon plant friend.

Not only that, Sang Ying also recorded their appearances on Image-Retaining Stone, just in case they met one day and didn't recognize each other, causing trouble.

So when Sang Zheng learned that a vine had suddenly appeared in the camp, not only swiftly killing a Devil Race but also surrounding the entire camp, Sang Zheng immediately guessed the vine's origin and rushed over to explain the situation.

The vines could sense the aura of Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue on Sang Zheng, and they immediately became very affectionate towards the middle-aged cultivator.

The others were overjoyed to learn that the vines were friends, not enemies. After all, these were vines capable of killing a high-level Devil Race in a single blow!

Besides the vines, the cultivators fighting on the front lines also noticed that there seemed to be a snow-white dragon in the clouds above their heads.

After a low dragon roar, countless ice spikes fell from the clouds. These dense ice spikes seemed to have eyes, only piercing the Devil Race, while the other cultivators and Demon Race were not injured.

Once the ice spikes melted into water, those powerful cultivators with Lightning Spirit Root stepped forward again and blasted the group of Devil Race running at the front into dust.