Both sides had their own plans. Xiao Sheng and the 12 Saints of the Demon Race appeared. Just like Sha Yelu and the others, Xiao Sheng and Randeng Kosei's expressions changed slightly when they saw the 12 Saints of the Demon Race.
It could be said that Xiao Sheng's plan had succeeded, but the Demon Race's plan had also succeeded.
Both sides were now in the same situation. Just like how Bruce Ling was likely to be killed by Xiao Sheng and Randeng Kosei today, Prime Saint Tianyang was also very likely to be killed by Sha Yelu and the 12 Saints of the Demon Race.
Both sides had an Ancestor who was in a desperate situation. Similarly, both sides had no way to break out of this situation. After all, everyone had their own opponents at this time, and they were all entangled by the other side.
One Great Ancestor for another. That was probably the end of it.
No one had expected things to develop like this, but there was no turning back now. After a brief moment of shock, Xiao Sheng was the first to recover and said coldly to Randeng Kosei.
"Kill! Kill him first before anything else!"
It was too late to rescue Prime Saint Tianyang now, and it was also impossible. They could only do their best to kill Bruce Ling in the shortest time possible. If Prime Saint Tianyang could hold on until Xiao Sheng and Randeng Kosei killed Bruce Ling, the stalemate would naturally be broken when they were free.
However, the premise was that Prime Saint Tianyang could hold on. Similarly, the Demon Race had the same logic. As long as Bruce Ling could hold on until Sha Yelu and the 12 Saints of the Demon Race killed Prime Saint Tianyang, the stalemate between the Demon Race and the Demon Race would also be broken.
Both sides were racing against time to see who could kill the other side's Ancestor first.
Xiao Sheng and Randeng Kosei did not show any mercy and immediately launched an attack on Bruce Ling. Every attack was a killing move.
At the same time, Sha Yelu and the 12 Saints of the Demon Race also launched an attack on Prime Saint Tianyang without holding back.
For a time, Blue Spirit and Prime Saint Heavenly Sun were locked in a bitter battle. Judging from their appearances, it was obvious that they would not be able to hold on for long.
Needless to say, Bulu Ling was definitely no match for the two Patriarchs when they joined forces, and he could only bitterly hold on now.
Prime Saint Tianyang, on the other hand, was facing the twelve Demon Saints and Sha Yelu, the Demon Patriarch. His situation was not looking good either.
It should be known that the twelve Saints that the Devil Race had hidden in order to kill the Human Race's Ancestor were all at the Perfection Saint Realm.
The twelve Saints had reached the Perfected Saint Realm. Although their individual strength was not as great as a Patriarch's, their combined strength was enough to contend against a Patriarch. At this moment, prime saint Tianyang not only had to face the twelve Demon Race Saints, but he also had to face the Patriarch of the Demon Race, Sha Yelu.
Originally, if these 12 Demon Saints were to join the battle below, the Demon Race would definitely have a great advantage. However, Sha Yelu and the others did not do so.
This was because they knew very well that it was better to let the twelve Saints appear unexpectedly and kill a Human Race's Ancestor than to let them help in the battle below.
The significance of killing a Human Race's Ancestor was much greater than one or two victories. The existence of a Human Race's Ancestor was a deterrent. If they could kill a Human Race's Ancestor, it would definitely be a good thing for the Demon Race.
Unfortunately, the Human Race was also prepared. Xiao Sheng's appearance completely shattered the Demon Race's dream.
Both sides were racing against time, trying to kill the other side's ancestors first. The battle between the ancestors had reached the most intense moment. At the same time, on the battlefield between the two armies, as expected, blood had already flowed like a river.
Fresh blood stimulated everyone's nerves. In this battle, Xiao Chen's opponent was naturally Sha Mohe. This time, the two of them met very quickly, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand.
After both of them were seriously injured last time, Sha Mohe's injuries had obviously healed, and he was equally matched with Xiao Chen.
However, no one knew if it was because the previous incident had spread, but at this moment, no one dared to approach Xiao Chen and Sha Mohe. Regardless of whether it was the Demon Race or the Human Race, everyone was hiding far away.
What a joke! These two guys were absolutely ferocious. Below the Sage Realm, these two perverts could actually break the space and cause it to collapse.
After hearing about what happened last time, it was obvious that no one wanted to touch this frown again. They were afraid that these two perverts would really fight and collapse the space again. At that time, wouldn't they have to be buried with them again?
When immortals fought, mortals suffered. Since they could not afford to provoke them, they could only hide. Therefore, a very strange scene occurred. There was no one around Xiao Chen and Sha Mohe. Regardless of whether it was the Human Race or the Demon Race, everyone had fled far away.
The battle continued. The sun rose and set, but the two sides in the battle were completely unaware of it. On the evening of the second day of the battle, the setting sun was like blood. Suddenly, a rain of blood fell from the sky.
It was accompanied by faint cries, but the armies of the two races seemed to have become numb to the descent of the rain of blood. Even though they knew that the rain of blood represented the fall of a Saint, so what? It wasn't the first time a Saint had fallen on the battlefield.
In the beginning, no one paid too much attention to it, and they merely thought that another Saint had fallen. But it didn't take long for a human Dao Emperor Realm expert to exclaim with shock when a corpse descended from the sky, and he seemed as if he'd seen a ghost.
"Impossible, this is impossible. The Ancestor, he …" The Dao Emperor of the Human Race who cried out in surprise was from the Sun Saint Sect. At this moment, his eyes were wide open as he stared fixedly at the corpse that fell from the sky.
Since it was able to make a Dao Emperor lose his composure, then it was obviously not a simple matter. Along with this person's exclamation of surprise, it wasn't long before more and more human cultivators started to pay attention to the corpse in the sky. With a single glance, all of them were shocked, including Xiao Chen.
As for the reason, it was none other than the person who had fallen at this moment was the Ancestor of the Sun Saint Sect, Prime Saint Tianyang.
In the beginning, everyone thought that it was just another Saint who had fallen, but no one expected that it would actually be the Ancestor who had fallen this time.
The people in the outside world didn't know what had happened in the void at all. Why even an Ancestor level figure had died?
When they saw Prime Saint Tianyang's corpse falling from the sky, the morale of the Human Race instantly dropped to a freezing point. It couldn't be helped. The fall of the Ancestor was definitely a heavy blow to the Human Race. It was a huge blow that they couldn't accept at all.
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