The one who rescued the Pixiu Saint Heir was a True Level demon beast. With just a gentle flick, a giant claw reached out from the space and captured the Pixiu Saint Heir.

In the blink of an eye, the Pixiu Saint Heir was already billions of miles away, with several True Level Pixiu surrounding him. Among them, one had an exceptionally mighty aura, with demon qi surging skyward as if to devour heaven and earth. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Younger brother, you were too careless," the leading Pixiu said coldly, its presence akin to a black hole, inhaling dark energy and various primordial energy particles from the cosmos.

"Eighteenth Brother, I know I was wrong." Although the Pixiu Saint Heir was displeased with his brother’s reproach, he had no grounds to argue, given the clear distinction in rank and power.

"Eighteenth Saint Heir, this was just an accident." A dark red Pixiu beside him spoke, "During the last campaign, all the Demon Saints of the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm were entangled by Earth Civilization, leaving us no energy to care for the young Saint Heir."

Nine True Level demon beasts drifted in space, all at the Demon Saint level, hailing from the Dark Pixiu Race.

The prowess of their race was renowned throughout the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, with few creatures daring to disgrace their name. Typically, any demon encountering a Dark Pixiu would give them a wide berth.

This time, the Five Venerables had decided to declare war on Earth Civilization, and they naturally had to contribute their strength.

But just as they celebrated successfully distracting Earth Civilization from both the frontal and side battlefields, thereby rescuing the Pixiu Saint Heir, several figures suddenly emerged from the body of the Pixiu Saint Heir.

One of these figures was Emperor Wang, Wang Xuan’s senior uncle. With his high cultivation in the Void Middle Period, he grasped the Pixiu Saint Heir with one hand and flew a punch towards the Eighteenth Saint Heir.

As for the other figures, three were at the Void Realm level, and five were Star Lord level, with half of them hailing from the Immortal Martial Mountain, possessing immensely fierce combat power.

"Senior Brother, we’ve hooked a big fish this time!" Gao Qi laughed heartily, activating a jade array disc in his hand, instantly sealing the area of tens of thousands of miles, trapping three lower-rank Demon Saints within.

"Let’s do it; our realm overwhelms them. Opportunities like this are rare, so we must act swiftly and decisively!" The Dragon Race Demon Saint eyed a middle rank Demon Saint Level Pixiu, confident that with his Void Realm, taking down an extraterrestrial equivalent to a Star Lord wasn’t difficult.

The battle erupted suddenly.

The most powerful, Emperor Wang, was entangled with the Eighteenth Saint Heir. Everyone in their group hailed from the Immortal Holy Land, and these Demon Saint Level Pixiu were equally of extraordinary lineage.

Unfortunately, these Pixiu were overconfident, daring to leave their main base, assuming no one knew the Pixiu Saint Heir’s identity.

Golden and white little suns steadily rose, the explosions a result of energy clashes. The Dark Pixiu Race were formidable, in devouring blood and energy, but Emperor Wang and his group were also battle-hardened.

Their attacks shattered the space in pieces, a Pixiu attempting to tear through the space to escape. But an assault followed, injuring its flesh body while shaking the space.

A quarter hour later, Emperor Wang and his group’s advantage in the Great Realm allowed them to slay their opponents. With energy left to spare, they quickly encircled and ended the battle.

When they returned, they held in their hands not only the captured Dark Pixiu Saint Heir but also several Demon Saint Level Pixiu corpses. Unfortunately, the Eighteenth Saint Heir of the Dark Pixiu Race escaped using a treasure.

The interstellar battleship fleet in space had already advanced tens of millions of kilometers, not far from the Celestial Demon Realm, waiting in ambush for the distant Ten Thousand Beasts Realm army.

From several space gates billions of miles away, group after group of demon beasts emerged, all Earth Level and Celestial Level creatures capable of surviving solely on energy, no longer dependent on water or food.

Silver jellyfish drifted, golden winged birds circled, black demon bulls displayed strong physiques, and red three-legged vampire bats hid in the shadows.

When hundreds of thousands of demon beasts assembled, ready to fight in a military formation, several massive teleportation array discs appeared in front, and in a breath, their figures vanished, reappearing near the Celestial Demon Realm.

Thousands of interstellar mother ships quickly maneuvered, creating distance from the suddenly approaching alien race army.

War, thus, erupted.

The colossal bodies of the demon beasts in space, with Earth Tier demon beasts reaching over a hundred meters in diameter, moved swiftly, their powerful physiques rushing forward.

Once a collision with an assault ship occurred, even without attacking, they could cause damage to the assault ship with sheer impact force.

"Assault ships autonomously dodge, frigates and cruisers, fire!"

The Dragon Race Great Saint’s legitimate offspring commanded the war, with interstellar mother ships guarded by numerous warships, launching energy cannon attacks.

Millions of energy beams shot out, resembling a torrential downpour, densely bombarding forward.

Facing the speed-of-light impact of the energy cannon, the massive bodies of tens of thousands of demon beasts suddenly shrank. Those with higher cultivation quickly reduced to the size of a fist in the blink of an eye. Those with lower cultivation struggled to shrink down to a human size, taking several breaths while still maintaining high speed.

The torrential downpour of energy cannon beams still struck, high density, instantaneously hitting thousands of demon beasts, which in this scenario, could truly only gamble with probability, making dodging difficult.

With light speed at three hundred thousand kilometers per second, the straight-line speed of demon beasts in space might reach over ten thousand kilometers per second, but lateral movement for a Celestial Demon Peak was below a thousand kilometers per second, let alone an Earth Demon.

With just one wave of attacks, thousands of demon beasts were hit, suffering severe injuries, yet they continued charging forward at high speed.

"Starships adjust course, fire again!"

Wave after wave of energy cannons, before even nearing the interstellar mother ships, had already claimed over five thousand lives, while the number of wounded was countless.

As they approached several million kilometers, the beasts of the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, adept in energy attacks, also sprang into action, with their mouths, eyes, and bodies’ special organs firing energy pillars one after another.

These energy pillars had various effects: petrification, corrosion, poison, or high temperatures. Thousands of assault ships were hit, their bodies merely tens of meters long, sustaining damage, and some exploding on the spot.

The closer they got, the more varied attack methods interstellar warships employed, launching various large ship cannons, as each assault ship advanced toward the demon beasts for slaughter.

With the interstellar mother ships launching assault ships internally, one by one, Earth Immortals also advanced aboard fighter jets. Once assault ships sustained damage and demon beasts approached, they would suddenly strike.

The mother ships continuously retreated during the pull, never allowing demon beasts an easy opportunity to come into contact.

"Strike now!"

The Dragon Race Great Saint’s legitimate offspring saw the timing was ripe and ordered the Celestial Immortals to engage, countering the Demon Kings hidden among the demon beast crowd. Their casual strikes could inflict severe damage on the mother ships, so they had to be eliminated.

When melee combat ensued, the scene turned chaotic, as interstellar warships could only target specific points for concentrated fire when the targets were clear.

After losing assault ships, Earth Immortals swiftly appeared, battling demon beasts in proximity. They formed battle arrays in groups of three to five to slaughter their enemies.

Fragments of flesh and wreckage from warships mixed, as masses of immortals and demon beasts fell, yet the True Immortal’s attention was elsewhere. Upon seeing Emperor Wang and his group return, they too wore smiles.

"Let us conclude this in one decisive battle," said Zhou Chunyuan, one of the Five Ancestors of Immortal Martial Mountain. "He returned yesterday, and the struggle between Earth Civilization and the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm’s Half-Step Immortal is largely resolved."

The tug-of-war over fifteen days, whether Half-Step Immortal or True Immortal level, or middle rank combat power, has all been broadly assessed.

Compared to Earth, the war potential of the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm is still much inferior. Earth Civilization has grown through one battle after another, far surpassing the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, which hasn’t been unified for tens of thousands of years.