Faced with the might of the Ancestral God, among the several pinnacle races, only humanity remained unconquered.
Tens of millions of Demon Servants, a hundred God Kings, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the various races.
Heavenly Court naturally had no power to resist. When the Divine Race's army descended upon them, Heavenly Court made no preparations for battle, not even activating the mountain-gate formation.
In truth, activating the formation would have been utterly meaningless. Against an army like this, a single combined attack would blast any formation into fragments. Even Heavenly Court's palaces would be reduced to dust and smoke.
At that moment, on Heavenly Court's central plaza, the two old ancestors, Gan Jun and Xing Tian, sat side by side in the seats of honor. Below them sat the various God Kings of Heavenly Court.
Besides them, more than half of the God Kings from humanity's other factions had also arrived one after another.
At this critical juncture, with humanity—or rather, Chaos Heaven—facing life and death, it was already extraordinarily commendable that more than half of the God Kings had come despite knowing they might be moths flying into the flames. In truth, even the God Kings who had not come were merely seeds left behind by their factions for the continuation of the martial path.
Including the two old ancestors, humanity had sent thirty-two God Kings in total.
Among them was the God King of the Taixia Ancient Mine—God King Shen Xin.
God King Shen Xin had met Yi Yun at Xuanyuan Hill, and the two could be said to have shared some friendship. His strength was relatively weak among those thirty-two God Kings. Faced with such a storm, his power was simply too insignificant.
Looking at the Divine Race's army flying above Heavenly Court and