Not daring to disobey the evil god of bloodlust, the Devil grand patriarchs took them to the teleportation portal and activated it obediently.

Stepping into the spell formation and sensing the spatial fluctuations growing stronger in a sharp manner, Nie Tian muttered in a low voice, “It’s your lucky day.”

The three ninth grade grand patriarchs and numerous Devil soldiers could be used to refine a considerable amount of Blood Essence.

However, he also knew that if he were to start a massacre on the Heaven Seal Devil Land, all the Devils here would be easily wiped out. However, the teleportation portal might also be damaged during the slaughter.

If that happened, it would be much more troublesome to get to the Land of Devil Refinement.

WHOOSH!

A moment later, Nie Tian found himself and the five shrunken evil gods on a large grayish-brown...