The number of Saints had increased rapidly, and now, it had exceeded the hundred mark. However, this didn't make the Old Ancestors happy. Only God knew how many of these Saints would survive after the war.
They didn't dare to relax in the slightest. According to the original plan, the Sky River Continent had completely sealed off the Sacred Yin Province. There were a total of three lines of defense in order to prevent the Demon Race from easily breaking through the Sacred Yin Sect and spreading the flames of war to the other three provinces.
Cultivators were constantly sent to the three lines of defense in the Sacred Yin Province. Now, there were no less than a million Sky River Continent cultivators stationed outside the Sacred Yin Province. Of course, there were still more cultivators rushing to the Sacred Yin Province, including Xiao Chen and the others.
The outbreak of the war was getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere in the Sky River Continent had reached an extremely oppressive level. Everyone had a feeling that a storm was coming.
The three lines of defense had been completed. Next, the powerhouses of the Sky River Continent would also rush to the Sacred Yin Province and have a life and death battle with the Demon Race of the Northern Demon Continent.
He had already met the Burning Sky Ruler and the Pill Cloud Ruler. After not seeing them for so many years, the two hadn't changed much. Apart from their cultivation reaching the Saint Realm, everything else was the same as before.
This time, the two of them were also going to the Sacred Yin Province. After meeting up for a drink, Xiao Chen and the others began to head to the Sacred Yin Province under the arrangement of the Saints of the Ancient Sacred Sect.
This time, Xiao Chen was riding a warship to the Sacred Yin Province, accompanied by hundreds of thousands of cultivators of the Ancient Sacred State. The warships were densely packed together, braving the wind and waves as they headed towards the Sacred Yin Province.
Just as the Sky River Continent was preparing for the war, on the other side, the Demon Race of the Northern Demon Continent had also finished their preparations.
The Northern Demon Continent was a sealed continent. The entire continent was completely sealed off by an inexplicable energy.
No one knew who sealed the Northern Demon Continent, but to be able to directly seal off an entire continent, one could imagine how strong this person was. At the very least, it was impossible for a quasi-Saint to do so. At the very least, it was possible for a legendary Great Saint to do so.
They couldn't remember how long they had been trapped in the Northern Devil Continent. Many of the Devil Clan had never left the Northern Devil Continent since they were born. Now, suddenly, a Space Passage broke through the seal and appeared in the Northern Devil Continent. How could the Devil Clan not be ecstatic?
At this time, in an unknown mountain range in the Northern Devil Continent, this place used to be a desolate mountain range. But now, it had become the holy land of the Northern Devil Continent because there was a spatial passage that was about to take shape.
Just like on the Heavenly River Continent, in this mountain range, there was also a huge blood gate. Around the blood gate, a large number of demons had already gathered.
These demons had set up camp around the blood gate, setting up simple tents in order to wait for the moment when the blood gate was truly formed.
The customs of the Demons were completely different from the customs of the Humans. The Demons were very powerful, but their way of speaking was very backward compared to the Humans.
The Demon Race still maintained a tribal structure, unlike the Human Race who had developed countries, sects, and other forces.
To put it bluntly, a tribe was similar to the Humans' family forces. However, compared to the Humans' family forces, the tribes were more backward because the Humans' family forces valued bloodline, while the tribes were not.
The entire Devil Clan on the Northern Devil Continent was formed by tribes, and each tribe had a leader. At this time, at least hundreds of Devil Clan tribes had gathered around the blood gate, and these tribes were all famous tribes on the Northern Devil Continent. In any tribe, there were Saints.
At this time, at the position closest to the blood gate, there was a huge tent. This tent was almost comparable to a palace. In it, dozens of Saints of the Devil Clan gathered together. However, sitting on the high seats were three Devils with fierce expressions.
The Devils were generally much taller and stronger than the Humans. The thinnest Devils were at least two meters tall, and the stronger ones could even reach three meters.
At the same time, the Devils' skin was greenish-black, and they had sharp teeth. At a glance, they looked extremely ferocious, completely different from the Humans.
At this moment, in the huge tent, the Saints of the Devil Clan who were extremely muscular and ferocious sat together in a circle. The three Devils at the front were clearly their leaders.
These three devils were also in the Saint Realm. Their status in the Devil Race was somewhat similar to the status of the Great Ancestors in the human race.
Looking down from above, one of the Devil Clan's Patriarchs said slowly, "The spatial tunnel is about to open. It's finally time for us to leave this prison."
In the eyes of the Devils of the Northern Devil Continent, the Northern Devil Continent was a prison that had trapped their ancestors for tens of thousands of years.
Now, the sudden appearance of the spatial tunnel gave them hope of leaving this prison, and at the same time, it gave them the taste of blood. As the Devil Clan's Patriarch finished speaking, all the Saints of the Devil Clan present cheered loudly.
Compared to the war, the Devils only showed excitement and anticipation.
Facing the cheers of the Devil Clan below, the Devil Clan's Patriarch continued after a long while.
"We don't know where this spatial tunnel leads to, but it doesn't matter. No matter where it leads, it will be trampled under the feet of our Devil Clan. I have decided to enter the spatial tunnel immediately and speed up the opening of the spatial tunnel, catching the other party off guard."
The Devil Clan's Patriarch was named Shayelu, and his cultivation was at the Saint Perfection Realm. Hearing his words, the Saints of the Devil Clan below did not object and expressed their approval.
At this time, the spatial tunnel had not been completely opened, but the Devils were already preparing to enter the spatial tunnel and use special methods to speed up the formation of the spatial tunnel.
By doing so, they could indeed catch the Skyriver Continent off guard, but it was also very dangerous. After all, the spatial tunnel was very fragile before it was completely opened, and the slightest carelessness would cause it to collapse. At that time, any living creature inside would definitely die.
However, in the face of such a dangerous decision, the Saints of the Devil Clan did not have the slightest timidity. They had been imprisoned in the Northern Devil Continent for too long and had long forgotten the taste of blood. Now that they finally saw the hope of leaving, they could not wait to kill their way into the Skyriver Continent.
Seeing that the Saints agreed, Shayelu nodded slightly, and then selected ten Saints of the Devil Clan and a team of 10,000 elites of the Devil Clan as the vanguard. They entered the spatial tunnel that had not been opened yet.
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