Suddenly, the space fluctuated, and amidst the twisted light and shadows, more than two hundred Empire talents were forcefully cast out from the domain of the Divine Artifact by an invisible force.
Before their feet touched the ground, a putrid and sticky demonic aura wrapped around them like maggots on the bone, instantly locking onto the killing intent in the scene.
Everyone looked up in surprise only to find that the original ice abyss had disappeared, and now they were standing on the icy plains.
A dense army of demons surrounded them, hundreds of thousands of figures stretched out, with scarlet eyes like flames of ghost fire under the daylight.
Upon seeing their appearance, the demonic horde erupted with earth-shattering roars, digging their claws into the ground, surging toward the crowd like tidal waves.
"Your Highness! Should we retreat or counterattack here?" Chen Feng gripped his weapon and turned to look at Ji Taiyan.
"Fight!"
