The Dragon Lion Grand Unity, having retreated into the Ninth Heaven, watched as that Golden Immortal Puppet slaughtered the Demon Race's Golden Immortals one after another.
Under the barrage of various Great Origin Immortal Arts from that Golden Immortal Puppet, not a single Golden Immortal demon lasted even a moment.
That was only because Grape had told No. 3 Avatar to keep his combat strength at around sixty percent.
"This grand spectacle below isn't bad, is it? If you ask me, your Demon Race would do best not to station your forces in this immortal domain."
"Before you break the rules and intervene, you can forget about breaching the Northern Barrens Immortal Domain's frontline positions."
The Saint Xuan Yin appeared not far from the Dragon Lion Grand Unity, looking as though he were sincerely considering the latter's welfare.
"My Demon Race Army is endless. So what if we expend several million or even tens of millions here?"
"It will not affect the outcome of your Human Race's defeat in the slightest."
"Furthermore, according to the pact your Human Race's quasi-Saints signed with the various peak races, that Tongtian Golden Immortal you regard as your hope has been sent to the Great Dry Immortal Dynasty."
"Without the protection of the Wood Origin Immortal Realm's great fortune, he will amount to no more than a Great Luo in the future," the Dragon Lion Grand Unity said calmly.
The Demon Race had True Immortal-level minor demons as numerous as Ganges Sand. In their eyes, those who had not reached the Golden Immortal realm were ultimately ants. Whether millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions died, it would have little impact on the Demon Race as a whole.
"Is that so? I hope you will say the same when your Demon Race