Deep in the sky.
From that Death Eye-like rift, dozens of figures slowly emerged, all radiating the aura of the Saint Entry Realm.
"Saint Entry, huh? Quite weak!"
Ye Feng laughed and continued to eat his roasted lamb leg.
The Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerate beside him was equally calm.
Since there were only Saint Entry Realm beings, there was no need for him to take action yet; Chu Tianhe alone could sweep the field.
"It really is the Heavenly Demons!"
The Bear Tribe Priest, Wen Ding, pointed at those figures in the sky, his eyes filled with terror.
These Heavenly Demons all looked exactly the same.
They had humanoid forms but were all cloaked in sinister black Armor, covering their entire bodies, and sharp horns protruded from their heads, gleaming coldly.
Each Heavenly Demon was holding a heavy blade.
The aura of bloodthirstiness was slowly diffusing.
The entire basin was engulfed by the terrifying pressure.
"Over a dozen in the Saint Realm, quite impressive!"
