Before long, everyone had arrived at the edge of the island.
A large number of Cultivators stood tightly packed on a clearing, looking towards the Array with solemn expressions.
Beyond, on the distant sea, innumerable Demon Beasts began converging, their Demon Energy surging into the sky and causing waves to rise violently.
More than twenty Golden Core Demons stood quietly on the clouds, their eyes gleaming viciously and radiating deadly auras.
Lu Li hurried over to the group of disciples from the Flowers Sect, his expression turning grim at the sight.
Such a scene suggested an all-out assault, something that had not been seen in recent years.
"It seems this is the final battle. What kind of confidence do these Demon Kings have?"
Wang Lishu stood gracefully on the ground, her face filled with a murderous intent.
The surrounding group of female disciples nodded, extremely vigilant in their hearts.
Nearby, a group of Purple Mansion cultivators also began discussing fervently.