In less than half the time it took to drink a cup of tea, more than four thousand Quasi-Emperors had fallen. The pace did not slow. It only grew faster.
Once the number soared past four thousand five hundred, the Quasi-Emperors began falling more slowly. Those still alive were holding on through Fusion skills. Others, like Chen Xiaofei and Yan Ziyi, had people like Ye Kong and Quasi-Emperor Huo Li helping them endure.
The Heavenly Human Race members who had escaped earlier had not left. They waited outside Heavenly Demon Valley, looking in.
Though they stood outside the valley, they could still feel the terrifying waves of energy surging from its depths.
"Your Majesty, should we keep waiting?"
A Heavenly Human Race expert put the question to the Heavenly Human Emperor.
The Heavenly Human Emperor nodded slightly. "Yes. I want to know which side will win!"
The Heavenly Human Race experts frowned. Their feelings were tangled. Deep down, they wanted neither side to win. They hoped the Devil Race and the other races would tear each other apart, or better yet, perish together.
That thought had taken root the moment they left the Heavenly Demon Array.
They understood that, from that moment on, the other races would see them as traitors. Whether the Demon Slaying Alliance or the Devil Race won, little good would come of it for them.
The only outcome that would benefit them was for both sides to destroy each other.
Inside the Heavenly Demon Array, the battle had reached a fever pitch.
Fang Chen kept hacking at the Formation Veins of the Heavenly Demon Array. He had already severed more than three thousand.
On the battlefield, more than five thousand Quasi-Emperors had fallen, but the Qingtian Demon Emperor showed no sign of stopping.
"Senior Huo Li,