In the Sixth Demon Realm.

The Lancelot Clan sat in the depths of the Dark Morass near the northern border of the realm.

A slender spatial rift that floated over the morass suddenly started to surge with unusual spatial fluctuations. Immediately afterwards, figures started to stream out of it.

After landing on a piece of soggy purple land, Zhao Shanling said to Nie Tian, “We’re here. This is the Sixth Demon Realm.

“There are a large number of spatial rifts in this realm, but most of them connect to its subordinate realms, which are populated with numerous low-grade Demons and spirit beasts.

“Some of those realms even have humans in them, human slaves to be exact. They’re driven by their Demon masters to mine demonic stones and pick demonic grass.”

SHEW! SHEW! SHEW!

Figures continued to pour out of the spatial rift, and spread out around Nie Tian.

Nie Tian looked skywards, and could vaguely see some stars in the dark sky.

However, those stars were very dim and vague, as if star power couldn’t penetrate the barrier of this realm.

“This realm...” Dong Li’s expression flickered as she glanced around. The black tortoise resting at...