How can simply creating a sect make you invincible?

Meanwhile, the human race's 200,000 reinforcements arrived in the skies above Canglan City aboard warships.

Upon witnessing the devastation in Canglan City, everyone immediately disembarked to support the battlefield.

Meanwhile, the demon race saw that the human race had sent two more Holy Kings and nine more Saints, in addition to the two Holy Kings and six Saints already in Canglan City.

The human race now has four Saint Kings and fifteen Saints.

In addition, the fourth ancestor of the Ling family, who was at the early stage of the Great Saint Realm, was not an easy opponent, even though he suffered great losses in defending the city.

The human race is now not much weaker than the demon race.

A jet-black python, its eyes piercing like sharp knives, spoke slowly in a hoarse voice:

"Although the Great Sage of the human race expended a great deal of energy defending the city, he is still a Great Sage after all. In a moment, I, the Soul-Devouring Sparrow, the Crimson Flame Tiger, and the Seven-Tailed Fox will join forces to deal with him."

"The other four lesser demon emperors deal with the remaining four holy kings."

"Twenty demon kings remain." Its serpentine eyes narrowed slightly, a chilling aura emanating from it. "Destroy those fifteen saints on the other side as quickly as possible, leaving none alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the demons nodded in unison, having no objection to what the Devouring Python had said.

"Walk."

At the command of the Devouring Python, twenty-eight figures simultaneously took to the air.

They arrived directly a hundred feet away from the human race's formation, facing off against the human race's saints from afar.

One side exuded demonic energy, while the other was filled with murderous intent; the air seemed to freeze at that moment.

The fourth ancestor of the Ling family observed the demons and noticed that there were four peak-level Lesser Demon Emperors on the other side. Considering his own poor condition, he instructed, "Wait a moment. I will try my best to hold off a few Lesser Demon Emperors, but the demon race has a strong physique. I can only do my best to hold off a few more. The rest is up to you."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in understanding, knowing that they had to fight with all their might.

After saying that, the fourth patriarch of the Ling family charged forward. His sword intent surged, and azure sword light poured out like a torrential rain, each strike carrying the pressure of a Great Saint.

The Soul-Devouring Sparrow let out a shriek and launched a divine soul attack directly at the fourth ancestor of the Ling family.

Upon realizing it was a soul attack, the fourth ancestor of the Ling family immediately used his Great Sage Divine Thought to shatter it.

Seeing that its soul attack was ineffective against the four ancestors of the Ling family, the Soul-Devouring Sparrow spread its wings and unleashed a torrential downpour of black feathers that blotted out the sky, only to have them shattered by a single sword strike from one of the four ancestors.

The Crimson Flame Tiger roared and pounced, its claws wreathed in blazing flames. The fourth ancestor of the Ling family dodged to the side and slashed the tiger's back with his sword, sparks flying everywhere, leaving only a shallow white mark.

"Hmph! You've got a thick skin." The fourth patriarch of the Ling family said coldly.

However, he knew in his heart that he couldn't defeat these four minor demon emperors in his current state. Each of them was only one step away from the Great Saint Realm. Individually, he could defeat them within ten moves, but the four of them working together, with their offense and defense complementing each other, would make it difficult for him to break through the stalemate even if his cultivation was higher.

Moreover, he had suffered great losses defending the city, and his condition was far from being at its peak.

The Devouring Python coiled in the void, its serpentine eyes cold and sharp, occasionally spewing out a jet of black poisonous mist to interfere with the judgment of the Ling family's fourth ancestor; the Seven-Tailed Fox roamed around him, its seven tails swaying, creating layers of illusions in an attempt to disturb his mind.

The four little demon kings, one specializing in attack, one in defense, one in poison, and one in illusion, work together flawlessly.

Although the four ancestors of the Ling family had the upper hand, it was like punching cotton – they couldn't exert their strength.

On the other hand, the situation is much more dangerous.

Twenty demon kings were already at a disadvantage against fifteen saints. Moreover, demons are naturally physically strong, and humans often suffer losses when fighting at the same level.

clang--!!

An elder of the Ling family had his protective aura shattered by a punch from a giant ape, sending him flying backward and spitting out blood.

"Fellow Daoist Chen!"

A person nearby cried out in alarm and tried to help, but was tightly bound by a black python, whose tail swept across him, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

On the battlefield, the demon kings charged and rampaged as if they were in an empty field.

The fifteen cultivators at the Saint Realm level suffered repeated defeats.

Some had holes pierced through their shoulders, their bodies covered in blood. Some had caved-in ribs, their breathing disordered. One person was even besieged by two demon kings, his protective aura teetering on the brink of collapse, on the verge of extinction.

"This can't go on..."

The fourth patriarch of the Ling family frowned deeply. He was tightly entangled by the four little demon emperors and couldn't break free. He was completely helpless and could only watch as the people next to him got injured one by one.

However, Canglan City below was also on the verge of collapse. The human race only had more than 300,000 cultivators resisting the demon race, while an army of 500,000 demon beasts was continuously attacking the human race's defenses.

Even the three ancestors of the Ling family high in the sky are at a disadvantage. They are in a real emergency in all aspects. If no solution is found, the human race will surely be defeated.

Just when everyone was on the verge of despair.

Boom!!

Suddenly, a huge rift opened up in the void.

The moment the spatial portal appeared, the entire battlefield fell silent.

Both human cultivators and demon army stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to the spatial rift.

Has another powerful human arrived? Or is it reinforcements from the demon race?

Even the fierce battle between the Bull Demon King and the three ancestors of the Ling family in the sky stopped fighting at the same time, tacitly separated themselves, and looked at the spatial passage.

Everyone, including the demons, held their breath.

Especially on the human side, everyone's eyes lit up with hope. If another Great Sage were to arrive, the situation could be completely turned around.

On the demon side, the atmosphere also became more tense. If another powerful human came to their aid, the battle would be much more difficult.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, there was finally movement at the entrance of the passage.

The first one to step out was a small figure, a little kid who looked about five years old.

With their hair tied in two double buns, each holding a small demon beast in their arms, and a small golden-red bird perched on their shoulders, the three little creatures were looking around.

Wow! So many people! And so many monsters!

Below, one of the demons couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh, which was followed by a deafening roar of laughter from the entire demon army.

"Hahaha! Are there no humans left? Send a baby to help."

"You little brat, you're not even fully grown yet, go home and drink your milk!"

"This is hilarious! Is this your human reinforcements?"

The demons were laughing so hard they were doubled over.

On the human side, everyone's face was increasingly grim. They had been waiting for so long, only to be greeted by a five-year-old brat? This kid wasn't here to help; he was clearly here to cause trouble!

But demons of the Demon King level and above could no longer laugh.

Especially the Bull Demon King high in the sky, it stared intently at that small figure.

Because it couldn't see through the demon beast in the little girl's arms, or the red bird on her shoulder—it could clearly sense their bloodline and aura, so strong that even this demon king felt a chill in its heart.

What alarmed it even more was that this little girl's cultivation level was actually that of a saint.

For the first time, a sense of unease rose in the heart of the Savage Bull Demon King.

Just then, five more people walked out of the spatial passage.

Three men and two women, each with a calm and composed demeanor.

The human cultivators below were even more bewildered.

Upon sensing the aura of these individuals, the fourth and third ancestors of the Ling family, as well as several elders of the Fu family, simultaneously revealed expressions of wild joy.

"Saint...Saint."

"They're all saints!"

The fourth patriarch of the Ling family suddenly opened his eyes wide, then laughed loudly, "Hahaha! Good! Very good! Our human race has gained five more saints! Heaven has not forsaken our human race!"

When Xiao Ningyun saw the miserable state of the human race in the city, she was immediately enraged.