The numbers on both sides seemed to be about the same.
However, this ordinary small group of the Demon Race actually made the dozens of sect-level experts arranged by Yang Yan suffer defeat after defeat!
Seeing that the human race was about to be forced back into the barrier, Yang Yan couldn't help but accelerate his ascent, while shouting:
"Intercept all of them outside the barrier!"
"Yes!"
The ten swords, long prepared, responded in unison behind him.
However, the humans outside the barrier couldn't hear Yang Yan's words.
They were reduced to a ragtag force in just a face-off with the Demon Race, instinctively retreating towards the barrier.
Yang Yan, about to leap out of the barrier, watched as the last human evaded into the barrier.
The small group of victorious Demon Race rushed directly to the barrier's front.
The leader thrust a polearm straight at the space barrier.
The humans who had retreated to the Hidden World space barrier suddenly changed their expressions.
