Chapter 1265

Rolling demonic aura swept out, and in an instant, it completely shrouded an area spanning hundreds of thousands of li!

From Li Yue's material world—

It was merely less than three thousand kilometers away!

"This vast landmass..."

"Has it connected with the Endless Abyss..."

Seeing this scene, Li Yue's eyes flickered, and he murmured softly to himself.

This was not too unexpected.

Those Demon Overgods wanted to wipe out all the believers of the myriad true gods in the endless void in one net.

Naturally, they could not act personally.

After all—

There were far too many true gods.

Even if those Demon Overgods wanted to act, it would be impossible to destroy them all.

And there were also the Overgods of the endless void side present.

So—

Letting the countless demons of the Endless Abyss fight and kill each other themselves was naturally the best method.

How many demons were in the Endless Abyss?

No one knew.

Even the number of demons born every single moment was a terrifying figure.

At this moment.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: the City of Gods would, at regular intervals, draw in vast numbers of beings from many planets to become demigods.

Then they would be thrown into the Immortal Continent to fight, cultivate, and kill each other.

And this—

Had a striking similarity to the Endless Abyss nurturing countless demons, who then fought, devoured, and strengthened each other.

Both were...

Raising poison insects.

Watching as grotesque demons crawled up from the crack, their blood-red eyes staring at his material world.

He put aside his thoughts and gazed downward—

"Pope Huo Ge."

His voice was calm.

"My Lord."

In the square of the Leiting Sect Sect, Pope Huo Ge, dressed in the robes of a Sect Patriarch, knelt respectfully on the ground.

"Prepare for war."

Li Yue ordered.

Currently, within the material world—

Due to these bizarre rules of the crimson space.

His avatar that descended possessed cultivation only at the peak of the Ninth-Transmutation Golden Demigod realm.

As for his true body—

It could not descend.

Instead—

It was not as capable as Pope Huo Ge at this moment.

After all—

Pope Huo Ge was a genuine True God!

This was the confidence that allowed Li Yue to remain calm.

This crimson space.

Did not block the appearance of True God-level believers; for him, that was huge good news.

"I humbly obey my Lord's divine decree."

Pope Huo Ge's eyes flashed with astonishing light as he spoke deeply.

As a True God.

He could naturally sense clearly the overwhelming demonic aura sweeping out from beyond the material world.

Hoo—

The next moment.

He suddenly stood up, his tall and noble figure standing erect, his face stern:

"Furious Legion, Bai Yin Legion, Destruction Thunder Legion, Magic Mentor Legion, engage!"

"The Green Dragon Army Group will follow into battle."

His voice was majestic, exploding directly across the entire void.

Inside one military camp after another.

Terrifying cold killing intent suddenly erupted, sweeping across the nine heavens!

Among these.

Besides the Furious Legion, Bai Yin Legion, Destruction Thunder Legion, and Magic Mentor Legion.

There were fully nine Rank 6 legions whose momentum spread out.

These nine Rank 6 formations—

are the Azure Dragon Grand Army.

Li Yue has already slain many True Gods.

Especially on the Outer Realms battlefield.

Among these—

he naturally acquired numerous Rank 6 profession altars.

These Rank 6 profession altars.

Li Yue naturally did not let them sit unused; he put them all to use.

Thus—

dozens of Rank 6 legions were formed.

Each legion had over a hundred Half-Gods, thousands of Legendary, and tens of thousands of Epic.

Though far inferior to the Berserker Legion, Bai Yin Legion, Destruction Thunder Legion, Magic Tutor Legion, Naga Sovereign Legion, and others.

But they were not weak.

Any Lower True God desperately desired to obtain a Rank 6 legion.

Even a Middle True God would be ecstatic if they could gain even one more Rank 6 legion.

These dozens of Rank 6 legions.

formed the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise Grand Armies.

Boom—

Amidst the icy, blood-red martial aura surging into the sky.

Legion after legion marched out of camp, under the command of their respective legion commanders—

transforming into colossal, awe-inspiring dragons that surged straight toward the southeast, toward the vast horde of demons that had just emerged and were eagerly watching.