The heavens and earth were roaring, and the screams were incessant.
The sky was enveloped by the evil demon energy, making it impossible to tell if it was a clear expanse for thousands of miles or covered in dark clouds.
Blood, fresh blood, re-painted the already bloodstained earth with a new coat of crimson paint.
The stench of blood surged into the sky!
This was the cruelty of war.
In war, whether strong or weak, there was always the possibility of falling at any moment.
And at this moment in the weaker Mortal and Immortal Realms compared to the Nefarious Demon Region, countless strong warriors were falling!
Among them, the Sky Fire Divine Master from the Mortal Realm had fallen under the combined assault of four late-stage Divine Masters.