Chapter 3018: Trap

The Immortal Demon Passage was like an eye, narrow on both sides and widest in the center, shrouded in endless darkness, akin to a black hole.

It took great courage to rush into the Immortal Demon Passage!

Because no one knew what they would encounter when they plunged into that dense blackness.

Overwhelming magical treasure attacks?

A terrifying Formation envelopment?

Or perhaps... an unimaginable horrifying scene?

Carson Flores did not hesitate and plunged straight into that vast blackness.

After a slight dizziness, Carson’s view suddenly brightened, and simultaneously, the sounds of magical treasures clashing and people’s screams reached his ears.

A battlefield!

Many Quasi-Saints who had advanced were battling in all directions, continuously slaying the Demon Race to widen the battlefield’s width, leaving enough space for the First Legion charging in from behind.

A large number of Demon Clan Soldiers were frantically fleeing northward, and dozens of Quasi-Saints were in the air blocking the Immortal Realm Quasi-Saints, serving as the last line of defense for the retreat.

Seeing this scene, Carson was filled with deep suspicion.

Is this the Demon Realm?

Logically, when the Demon Race enters the Immortal Realm, they would establish a stronghold, and on the Demon Realm side of the Immortal Demon Passage, shouldn’t there also be a solid defense line, or if not a defense line, at least a stronghold?

Looking around, Carson saw no solid defense line, no camp, and the surroundings were surprisingly empty.

A blood-red sun in the sky shone upon the land, engulfing the entire world in a blood-red glow, making Carson, accustomed to the Immortal Realm, feel incredibly strange.

At first glance, the entire world seemed no different from the Immortal Realm, except for a faint blood-red tint.

Carson was now hovering in mid-air, and beneath him was a rock wasteland stretching into the distance with no end in sight.

Carson didn’t have more time to discern the differences between the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm because more and more soldiers from the First Legion were flooding in, and the entire three teams had already passed through the Immortal Demon Passage.

"Pursue!"

Without wasting words, Carson led his three teams to chase after the Quasi-Saints.

All battle strategies had long been set, including what to do after passing through the Immortal Demon Passage and facing whatever situation.

The current situation Carson and the others encountered was the easiest, even the most unlikely scenario imagined; no large Demon Race army was amassed here; they were retreating and fleeing all along!

What’s going on?

Could all the Demon Race armies have been gathered on the Immortal Realm side, being slowly depleted, and finally routed in one blow?

Or maybe the Demon Race never expected the traditionally defensive Immortal Realm to launch such a fierce attack on the Demon Realm?

Because they didn’t expect it, they weren’t prepared?

Are the Demon Race reinforcements still far away?

Carson couldn’t think much more and kept his team close behind the Quasi-Saints, yet without approaching too closely, just trailing along.

Following the big shots was safe!

Now the Immortal Demon Passage’s range was vast; the soldiers of the First Legion poured in like a flood and immediately returned, reporting the situation, and then the Second Army promptly followed suit.

Since there was no large Demon Race army, it was natural to assemble the army here on the Demon Realm side, continue the attack, and expand the victory!

While everyone pursued and distanced themselves from the Immortal Demon Passage, a Golden Light flew in from Outer Heaven, and at the same time, an urgent voice resounded through the heavens, spanning thousands of miles.

"Fellow Immortal Realm fellows, quickly return to the Immortal Realm, this is a trap by the Demon Race meant to ensnare everyone entering the Demon Realm..."

Before he could finish his words, an invisible mighty force wrapped him instantly, and his body exploded into a mist of blood; his words abruptly ceased.

Now, at least tens of thousands of people had already entered the Demon Realm, for all the people of the First Legion had entered, and the Second Legion was already starting to follow suit.

This sudden scene stunned everyone.

The fleeing Demon Clan Quasi-Saints suddenly stopped running, turned around, each exuding a fierce killing intent, with cold, triumphant smiles on their faces.

The many pursuing Immortal Realm Quasi-Saints were startled.

A trap?

Though the speaker’s words were not finished, the meaning was clear: this was a conspiracy by the Demon Race targeting the Immortal Realm’s offensive misstep, intending to capture all forces entering the Demon Realm in one fell swoop, annihilating them completely!

Those retreating Quasi-Saints were all pretending; they were luring the enemy deeper!

Everyone was shocked but not chaotic.

If they dared to kill into the Demon Realm, they were prepared for a bloody battle; a mass of powerful Demon Race powerhouses surrounding to kill was just the normal Immortal Demon War!

Just as everyone prepared to fight, the sky suddenly shifted, and between heaven and earth, countless blood-colored pillars shot up into the sky, like pillars supporting the heavens.

Numerous blood-red pillars enveloped the range of tens of thousands of miles, and the entire space was instantly enclosed.