The Human Race's idea of seeking outside aid would probably not be easy to carry out.
For the Human Race, it had indeed reached a life-or-death moment.
Yet under pressure from the Witch and Demon Clans, probably not many would be willing to help the Human Race.
This was also why the Human Race's current situation was so awkward and difficult.
Although Heaven's Mystery Pavilion strongly supported the Human Race, Heaven's Mystery Pavilion itself had its own matters to handle.
From another perspective, soldiers fought soldiers, generals fought generals, turtles fought tortoises.
What the Human Race needed to contend with were the Witch and Demon Clans.
The sages of Heaven's Mystery Pavilion were up against the sages of the Primordial World.
If the sages of Heaven's Mystery Pavilion were made to slaughter the Witch and Demon Clans, that was clearly impossible.
If the Human Race could not withstand the pressure of the Witch and Demon Clans, then even if Heaven's Mystery Pavilion had thirty more sages, there would be nothing they could do.
When the Human Clan Leader saw Ancestor of Earth Immortals Zhen Yuanzi's uncertain, gloomy expression,
he already understood what the old fellow was worried about.
The Human Clan Leader actually knew as well that, judging by the current situation, the Human Race was indeed at an absolute disadvantage.
There was not even any possibility of turning things around.
The Witch and Demon Clans had ruled the Primordial World for countless years.
The Demon Clan controlled the Heavenly Court, while the Sorcerer Race controlled the Primordial Land.
The foundations of these two races were clearly unimaginably terrifying, while the Human Race had only risen to prominence recently.
Even fighting one of those races was extremely difficult, as the Human Race's foundations were somewhat lacking.
If they had to