Lone Peak.
The Female Demon General and the demon soldiers under her command silently knelt on one knee.
Ash drifted from the sky like snow, blanketing their armor and blocking out the sun, plunging the entire world into gloom. Yet even ashes like storm clouds could not obscure the blazing great star about to fall, dragging a dark crimson tail in its wake and bringing an apocalyptic calamity...
It appeared to hang motionless high in the heavens, but in truth it was hurtling toward the Shengping Small World at tremendous speed.
The formation atop the peak shone brightly. Amid the dim darkness, it allowed countless living beings to see that the guardians upon the sacred mountain were still holding fast, preserving hope.
The cultivators knew full well that once the great star struck the ground, everything would be over.
From the beginning of the apocalypse until now, after a long wait, a reply had finally arrived. Light flashed across the formation disc, and a scroll document of special material appeared.
The demon general could guess its contents without even looking, but she still had to open it according to procedure.
The many top cultivators gathered atop the peak crowded forward.
She opened the scroll with both hands.
"Commander Qiao's military order!"
More than a hundred demon soldiers swiftly formed ranks.
"All soldiers stationed in the Shengping Small World are to return to their respective camps immediately!"
The demon soldiers said nothing. Among the cultivators who had come seeking refuge, some were sorrowful while others were delighted. These snake demons were finally leaving. Those who felt sorrow knew that if they followed them away, they would never see their familiar old friends again. As for those who rejoiced, naturally they were happy to be able to continue living forever.
Putting away