Rumble!
The gates opened wide, and the Huaxia Empire's army swarmed in, entering this small world.
The massive Void Warships dominated the sky, countless soul cannons bombarded and chaotically targeted the Netherworld Clan within this small world.
The Netherworld Clan in this small world was a chaotic mix of various races, with completely different temperaments and auras, vastly different from the Nine Heavens' beings.
At the very least, the blood aura emanating from them was purple.
Having been fully exposed, they no longer needed to conceal their tracks, and exerted their full cultivation to fight against the Huaxia Empire's army.
"Hehehe, grandchildren, take this stick from your grandpa!" A playful voice emerged from high in the sky. Sun Wukong soared into the air, the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand instantly transforming into a giant pillar, smashing forward.
