The Eastern Emperor mobilized his troops and generals, unleashing a heaven-shaking killing force that drowned the sea of stars and swept toward the mortal world.
The Demon Gods charged forward valiantly, and the Demon soldiers advanced without retreat. Blood became the main theme of heaven and earth at this moment.
Facing the Heavenly Court's main force, which had practically poured out in full, the Emperor Yan sat at the center, his expression calm. He steadily contracted the defensive line in an orderly fashion, exchanging space for fewer casualties and relying on the terrain to purge the enemy.
The Fire Masters had fallen into the disadvantage, but they were not on the verge of collapse. As the core of the Human Race, they had been able to absorb this former elite Human Race organization and recruit its people after the Witch Clan's roots had been severed, making them part of their ranks.
Setting aside those scattered across the four directions who had gone off to work independently, most of the rest had now gathered under the Fire Masters' banner. After all, this was the orthodoxy recognized by Nuwa and Houtu!
Even though this enormous military force had been divided, with many joining the Nine Li; even though they had once taken orders from the Ancestral Witches rather than the Human Emperor, creating difficulties in coordination...
It was still a terrifying army!
The current brutal battlefield was the most suitable place to temper them. They grew and coordinated amid blood and fire, united as one and withstood the pressure of the Demon Clan.
Although it was difficult, and they were striking the strong as the weak, the Heavenly Court's main force still could not sweep them away in one wave. The uneven, scattered defensive lines formed teams of three or five, each