Demon Plane.
Nightmare Forest Area.
While all the Lords were fiercely battling on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, the silent space above the Ancient Origin Tree suddenly saw ten shadowed figures enveloped in evil qi appear, standing in the air.
"We haven't been discovered, right?"
One person asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry, they're all focused on the Realm side now; they won't find out this soon," another replied with a light chuckle.
"That's good."
As they spoke, they couldn't help but look down at the Ancient Origin Tree below.
"These three days are when the seal's aura is weakest and also the best chance to break it."
"After hiding for so long, we've finally reached this day."
"They would never think that we had an ace up our sleeve."
"Let's begin."
As they spoke, the ten people suddenly erupted with an overwhelming aura, causing the entire forest area to shudder violently.
They were no ordinary beings.
