Boundless soul power surged, impacting around Wen Yu's body, but it turned into mere breezes, really insignificant.

Yet the sudden change in energy nature still made Wen Yu cautious.

Being able to talk means being able to communicate, and if we can communicate, we can have a good chat—fighting is so unpleasant.

"Who are you?"

Wen Yu put on an innocent face, asking softly.

The purple figure pondered for a moment, then raised its head, its bald head looking at Wen Yu.

"I'm Demon Spirit, I'm here to kill you!"

The next moment, a vast purple light soared into the sky, instantly piercing through the pitch-dark world set by Wen Yu. The purple light surged like huge waves, sweeping towards Wen Yu overwhelmingly.

Wen Yu remained silent.

Starting a fight at the slightest disagreement,

this really is...

consistent with his style...

...

In the distance, the roaring purple light shot up, the purple penetrating the darkness, and darkness covering the purple, as if two ferocious beasts competing for territory, neither yielding an inch.

The newly risen morning sun seemed dimmed under the two energies, and for a moment, the gray sky became much darker.

However, no creature felt like viewing this spectacle. At this moment, New Hope Assembly Site was facing unprecedented disaster and cataclysm!

When the purple light soared, it was the moment the powerful Ancient Demon tore through the pitch-dark barrier, listening to the distant tumultuous cries of the Demon Fiend and sensing the wild charge of the Demon Tribe shaking the heavens, until the sinister demon shadows appeared in the distance. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Awoooo!"

The Wilderness Butcher, restored to combat status, roared, its massive body turning into a dark red line, directly counter-charging towards the crack in the barrier—as it was only the absolute lord of this area, the Wilderness Butcher, who could intercept the Demon Tribe pouring out of the vast crevice with sheer strength.

No, it isn't sheer strength...

Behind Ray, red lights shimmered, various sized wolves followed the king's steps, heading straight for the battlefield.

"Commander, give the order..."

The Death Harbinger Raven's lazy voice reached Ray's ears, Ray laughed heartily, drawing the battle saber from his waist.

"Death Harbinger Raven, lead your clan to hold off the demons entering from above!"

Above was the opening torn by the flying Ancient Demon upon entering New Hope Assembly Site.

At Level 5, there aren't many flying demons, however...

All those capable of flight undeniably possess formidable combat power.

For example, those like Zero tearing open the pitch-dark barrier with bare hands, some demon spawn, and the Three-headed Dragon Clan...

"Caw caw! Death Harbinger Raven received!"

The black crow put on a mock salute, then soared high.

The higher it went, the larger the little crow's body became, gradually transforming into a massive predator with a wingspan of nearly thirty meters, followed by the piercing cawing reverberating endlessly.

Just like a starting gun, following the Raven's call, one after another, variously colored mutated flyers rose into the air, heading straight for the probing flying demons in the sky.

"Moo, moo... What should we do? Kill him?"

The last water buffalo nudged Ray's body, then stared with its basin-sized eyes at the Ancient Demon flying recklessly in the skies above New Hope Assembly Site.

Ray looked at Zero, paused, then slowly shook his head.

"No, we can't kill it, that guy isn't someone we can deal with..."

Saying this, Ray patted the Barbarous Tyrant: "Let's head to the Wilderness Butcher, help the wolves to hold the line until Lord Sequence Number 2 returns."

"But if we ignore the Ancient Demon, the cracks in the barrier will surely increase, and then..."

The Barbarous Tyrant glanced at Zero, who had flown in another direction, tearing at the pitch-dark barrier, asking worriedly.

Ray just shook his head: "Can't manage it all, with the Ancient Demon here, the barrier can't be maintained, New Hope Assembly Site's vast territory can't be defended either. Let's first repel a wave of the Demon Tribe's offense, then shrink our defense."

"Got it."

The buffalo named Barbarous Tyrant hung its head, seemingly a bit glum.

...

"Pffft."

A soft, slimy sensation came from the fingertips, followed by strong resilience and rebound power.

However, the death energy, having lost its master, how could it compare to my Power of Destruction?

Thinking this, Zero saw a timely, earth-shaking energy wave arrive from afar—violent purple light and darkness energy clashing once again, with no clear victor.

It's just the poor nearby demons, swept by the aftermath of the colliding energies, turning cleanly into flying ash.

Seeing this, Zero smirked, well, compared to Sequence Number 2, there's indeed a slight difference, but speaking purely in terms of energy nature, Zero's Power of Destruction was not inferior to any force, including space, time, and even the legendary soul power...

Alright, this was Zero whining, strictly speaking, the nature of power isn't ranked, what distinguishes them is only the user.

Zero is smart, smart people always think a lot, but precisely because Zero is smart, he won't let the random thoughts in his mind disturb his actions.

The Power of Destruction infected the remaining dark barrier; one side lost its source, while the other was inexhaustible, so the result was obvious.

As the dark power was consumed to a certain extent, Zero exerted his hands, sharp nails like blades pierced the dark barrier, then unleashed the Power of Destruction.

The terrifying destructive power collided with the darkness energy, the resulting waves making Zero's whole body tremble continuously until Zero exerted his hands, tearing open a big hole in the dark barrier.

Counting the one from when I came in, this is the third one...

And with a third, there will be a fourth, fifth...

Until the whole dark barrier completely collapses!

Thinking this way, Zero looked down, instantly seeing the Demon Tribe Army stationed outside the dark barrier.

Soot Skin Monster, Bull-headed Demon, Bone Demon, Blue Stone Demon, Cerberus, Faceless Beast...

Scattered cannon fodder forces either trembling or filled with battle spirit, yet in Zero's eyes, they were merely pawns to complete the plan, things that could be abandoned anytime.

Zero slightly shook his head, for Lord Legas, who initiated this war, the battle had reached this stage, perhaps myself, Third Generation Flames, Diers, and even Lord Demon Spirit's Soul Abiogenetic Creation, were also dispensable pawns?

Thinking this, Zero immediately lost interest; being a seed seems glamorous, yet having to add "Third Generation" and "Level 5" adjectives makes it really awkward.

And precisely because of these adjectives, I received such a tactical order.

Zero tiredly waved his hand, signaling the demons outside to hurry inside, watching rounds of artillery shells hit from afar, Zero stirred his wings again, flying in another direction.