The Final Battle

Time passed. One day, two days passed.

The Demonic Qi became purer and stronger.

In the endless and terrifying Devil Qi, the devil experts were like fish in water, while the experts of the Divine Martial Continent were like fish in boiling water.

If this continued, even if the demons did not take action, more than half of the experts in the Divine Martial Continent would be eroded by the demonic Qi and die.

For the past two days, Li Lingtian had been sitting cross-legged at the top of the mainship in deep thought.  

As the final decision-maker of a continent, his decisions were related to the life and death of the experts of the Divine Martial Continent.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of the Devil Qi. With his cultivation, the Devil Qi couldn't get close to him. Even if the Devil Qi entered his body, it would be instantly transformed because of his tyrannical God Body and heaven-defying cultivation technique.