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The team rested for a full seven days, and today, the battle was finally about to begin! Scouts sent by the team had already returned with information, reporting that a joint force of the Demon Clan and Barbarian Demons, roughly thirteen hundred strong, had appeared thirty thousand kilometers to their southeast, led by a Three-star Shura, matched in strength with
them.
Coming to the Asura Battlefield means risking one's life; if afraid, one wouldn't come to the Asura Battlefield. Encountering an enemy means attacking, killing, and struggling.
Lin Mo set off with the team, more than a thousand people flying grandly in the sky, swiftly heading toward their target. Sure enough, at the thirty thousand kilometers mark, there was a floating Mainland, similarly filled with Demon Clan and Barbarian Demon Clan Realm Generals gathered together, over a thousand of them. They also sensed Lin Mo's team approaching, but did not flee; after all, both sides had similar numbers,
