The Xuanji Saint Heir, Bei Tangfeng, commanded countless puppets, moving freely across the battlefield as he switched effortlessly between his true form and his constructs, striking fear into the hearts of the Demon Race. These were but a few of countless similar feats.
On the main battlefield, the Demon Race was being utterly crushed! The sight was truly frightening.
"How can this be? How could the Human Race possibly be this strong?" In the void above, one demon powerhouse after another gazed down upon the battlefield, their hearts trembling in shock.
They acknowledged that the Human Race had extraordinary potential. By cultivating to a high Realm, they could shed their inherently weak bodies and match the strength of divinely blessed races like the Pureblood Demon Race or even the True Demons. Yet, this group of youths before them was just as formidable.
