In front of the black abyss beneath the ruins, silhouettes like devil Gods stood, making one feel oppressed, suppressing all living beings of the nine heavens and earthly realms.
At this moment, more than a dozen young demonic figures approached, each with different forms and races, carrying an intimidating presence. Cracks spread on the ground they trampled for countless miles. Their eyes burned passionately, staring at the crowd opposite, ready to hunt.
Nobody expected them to be in such a state, like sharks smelling blood in the sea, or eagles in midair spotting small herbivores on the plains, ready to prey.
The people from the nine heavens and earthly realms were both shocked and furious. Such an attitude was too arrogant, utterly dismissive of the young cultivators of this realm, treating them as what?
