Loki scoffed at this.
"Wait until you've actually had the child, then we'll talk."
Led by the chiefs of the three camps—Odin, the Frost Giant Lord, and the Fire Giant Lord—the living beings of the Asgard Divine Realm also surged into the passage and arrived on the Hongmeng Continent.
Next was the Ennead Divine Realm.
The Takama-ga-hara Divine Realm.
The Sumerian Divine Realm.
And a host of very, very small divine realms.
These divine realms were the most numerous, but they were also the weakest. Even their strongest God Kings and god-emperors had only just barely reached the Quasi-Saint level.
So they joined together!
And they managed to gather thirty or forty God Kings, late-stage Main God Realm experts, and peak-level ones.
In just a few breaths, the vast, mighty, densely packed gods and Prehistoric World cultivators vanished without a trace.
Only a scant twenty-some people remained.
As for those vanished cultivators and gods, they had all entered the Hongmeng Continent!
Cangyuan, Hongjun, and the others outside could see their situation within through the enormous projection of the Hongmeng Continent below.
"I wonder how many Saints our Prehistoric World can give birth to this time."
Zhenyuanzi murmured.
"Even if we gain a dozen or twenty more Saints... can we truly deal with the Black Tide?"
Zhunti was somewhat worried.
Thinking back to the scene of the Black Tide he had seen in the Great Dao's mysterious space, even though he was a Saint, fear still rose from the depths of his Primordial Spirit!
Saints were absolutely rule-level, order-level existences in the Prehistoric World!
Omnipotent.
But... even existences like that, in the Hongmeng Era, had merely been rank-and-file soldiers resisting the Black Tide's invasion.
An age as powerful as the Hongmeng Era had been destroyed beneath the Black Tide's invasion...
Zhunti