Supreme Lord of Towers

Ye Chen, he can even defeat Sima Tian, who possesses the bloodline of a Celestial God, let alone those Quasi-God descendants.

Among those at the same level, it's likely only a Divine Spirit descendant could suppress Ye Chen.

However, a Divine Spirit descendant is of such noble status that they shouldn't appear in the Dark Mountain Range.

Thus, in this place, Ye Chen is almost invincible against those of the same rank.

With him around, Guo Xi has nothing to fear from those strong Quasi-God descendants.

"Let's set off!" Ye Chen said with a slight smile.

He was already eager to enter the large battlefield and slay the Demon Race.

Swish, swish, swish!

The next moment, Ye Chen and his group sped towards the depths of the Dark Mountain Range.

Besides Zhao Jun, a group of disciples from the Ziwei Sacred Land also joined them.

These disciples were followers of Zhao Jun, so Ye Chen didn't refuse them.

Rumble!

At this moment, terrifying forces were rampaging throughout the sky of the Central Region in the Dark Mountain Range, causing the surrounding space to collapse and shatter.

Each massive mountain range, once struck by these forces, exploded into rubble, completely laid to waste.

"So strong! Even Jiang Tong, senior sister, couldn't overcome the Demonic Quasi-God descendant."

"Senior sister Jiang Tong's strength is among the top candidates for Saintess in our Ziwei Sacred Land. If even she can't defeat that Demon Quasi-God descendant, who else can?" A group of Ziwei Sacred Land disciples said, looking extremely grim.

The location they were in was the very large battlefield.

Over ten thousand strong cultivators from various Immortal Sects in the Southern Heaven Domain had gathered here.

Even several hundred Ziwei Sacred Land disciples had arrived.

Their opponents, however, numbered less than a thousand from the Demon Race.

By rights, with such numbers advantage, the Human Race cultivators should have easily crushed them.

But this wasn't the case.

The overall combat strength of the Demon Race was exceptionally astonishing.

Among them were several who had reached the Golden Core Realm, on the verge of Nascent Soul.

Only the Candidate Saint Sons and Saintesses of the Ziwei Sacred Land could confront them.

The truly terrifying one remained the Quasi-God descendant from the Flame Demon Race.

His strength had reached a chilling level.

Without Jiang Tong today, no one could repel him.

However, after battling numerous rounds with him, Jiang Tong failed to capture him and instead started losing ground.

This really worried everyone deeply.

Should Jiang Tong be defeated, the other Human Race cultivators would be no different from ants before this Flame Demon Race being.

He could easily slay them at will.

"Ha! Is this the limit of the elite among the Candidate Saintesses from Ziwei Sacred Land? Truly disappointing!" At this moment, high in the air, a Demon Race powerhouse, engulfed in flames, sneered, his lips curled in mockery.

This Demon Race powerhouse, named Yan Xiu, was from the Flame Demon Race and a Quasi-God descendant.

His strength was far more terrifying than the one from the Ice Demon Race killed by Ye Chen.

Sizzle!

The flames surging from his body emitted such high temperatures that even the surrounding void was incinerated, a dreadful sight.

"Damn Demon Race, don't be arrogant. I am determined not to lose to you." Opposite Yan Xiu, a woman in white said with a grim expression.

This woman in white was exceedingly beautiful, but her eyebrows carried a deep cold demeanor, making her feel unapproachable.

She was the Candidate Saintess Jiang Tong of Ziwei Sacred Land, and also the younger sister of Jiang Xuan.

There are indeed strong and weak classifications among the Candidate Saint Sons and Saintesses of Ziwei Sacred Land.

Like Zhao Jun, a relatively ordinary Candidate Saint Son, whose power just reached the threshold of Golden Core Realm.

But Jiang Tong is the elite among Candidate Saintesses, her strength comparable to a Quasi-God descendant.

Such a prodigy, once stepping into the Golden Core Realm, is guaranteed to become a Saintess of Ziwei Sacred Land.

Unlike Zhao Jun, whose chance of becoming a Saint Son of Ziwei Sacred Land isn't very high.

"With just you wanting to defeat me? That's simply dreaming. Today, this will be your grave." Yan Xiu said menacingly, looking at Jiang Tong as though she were already dead.

He was a Quasi-God descendant with exceptionally noble blood; if he couldn't handle a mixed-blood human from a Seventh-class Realm, it would indeed be disgraceful.

Rumble!

The next moment, waves of extremely intense flames burst forth from Yan Xiu's body, forming battle spears that shot rapidly towards Jiang Tong.

"Oh no! He's been hiding his strength all along." Jiang Tong's pupils suddenly contracted, her face turning paler than a dead person's.

At this moment, she sensed a strong threat of death from those battle spears above.

Finally, she understood, this Flame Demon Race had been hiding its strength, never truly battling her seriously.

Otherwise, she would have been defeated long ago.

"Bloodline Power, activate!"

Faced with the threat of death, Jiang Tong instinctively tried to unleash her Bloodline Power to its fullest, attempting to block those flaming battle spears.

She had awakened a Celestial Level Grade Five bloodline, Three-tailed Demon Fox, and the bloodline concentration reached Four-Star.

This was why she was much stronger than Zhao Jun.

Splash!

But the next moment, the Three-tailed Demon Fox enveloping Jiang Tong was pierced by those flaming battle spears, creating transparent holes through its body.

Whoa!

Consequently, Jiang Tong suffered severe backlash from her Bloodline Power, spewing fresh blood continually, many of the veins in her body snapped.

With just one move, she was severely injured.

This was the gap between her and Yan Xiu.

"How can this be? How could he be that strong? Am I really going to die here today?" Jiang Tong's expression turned extremely fearful.

She had originally believed her strength wouldn't be defeated when facing a Quasi-God descendant.

Yet she hadn't imagined Yan Xiu was significantly stronger than ordinary Quasi-God descendants.

Even she was no match for him.

If she'd known, she should have heeded her brother Jiang Xuan's advice and stayed quietly by his side.

But now, even if she regretted, it was too late.

With that Flame Demon Race's strength, he would soon kill her completely.

Even if she now called for her brother's help, it would be too late.

"Oh no, Senior Sister Jiang Tong is defeated."

"How could this happen?" Ziwei Sacred Land's disciples' faces all turned immensely grim, even showing despair.

"It's Jiang Tong, she's actually injured." Just then, several figures rushed over quickly from the distant sky.

It turned out to be Ye Chen and his group.