Fortunately, the Evil Spirit Race was now suppressed in realm as well.
If they had been on the Path of Transcendence, and the Lord of Destiny had encountered so many top-level experts from the Evil Spirit Race, he would probably have had no choice but to flee.
After being repeatedly set up by Li Xinghe, the experts of the Primordial Star Sea had learned to band together for warmth.
And as the strongest figure in the Primordial Star Sea, the Lord of Destiny naturally had most people following him.
Even against the Evil Spirit Race, their side still held the numerical advantage.
But the Lord of Destiny soon realized something was wrong. This group of Evil Spirit Race experts was far too powerful; there were almost none on their side capable of matching them.
"Damn it, just how many experts does the Evil Spirit Race have?" The last time Cang Yuan and Xuan Chen had brought two hundred Primordial Emperor-level experts, it had already shocked them beyond measure.
He had not expected even more to come this time.
And that was with the Evil Spirit King yet to descend. If that great figure truly crossed worlds and arrived, would they still have any hope?
Yet just as the Lord of Destiny began to consider retreating, more and more people joined the camp resisting the Evil Spirit Race.
No matter what, the Evil Spirit Race was the greatest enemy of the Primordial World.
Whether Li Xinghe or the Lord of Destiny ultimately ruled the Primordial World, everyone would at least have a chance to survive.
But if the Evil Spirit Race ruled this world, all Primordial beings would likely become slaves.
They might even be slaughtered completely by the Evil Spirit Race.
The Lord of Destiny's mindset finally changed somewhat. "Cause