In the blink of an eye, five Creation Realm Divine Kings had been annihilated in body and soul, while over a hundred Creation Realm devil gods had fallen on the spot.
Even Amiqi, the only remaining Primordial Demon God of the Devil Race, had fallen in the blink of an eye.
When they had descended upon the Primordial World all those years ago, even when facing the countless experts of the Primordial World, their situation had never been this dire.
Great Prophet Jiu Yan wept like rain, the tidal remorse in his heart gnawing at him like venomous serpents biting his heart. Great Prophet Jiu Yan could not help but tremble.
Had he known this would happen, why had he insisted on peering into the heavenly secrets at this most critical moment?
In an instant, they had lost their sole Primordial Demon God, five of their already few Creation Realm Divine Kings, and over a hundred devil gods. Under such circumstances, did the Devil Race still have a future?
If they no longer had a future, what use was there in predicting the so-called heavenly secrets?
At this moment, Great Prophet Jiu Yan understood clearly that only one future remained for the Devil Race—struggling bitterly to survive!
His heart still filled with boundless regret, he knew that if he had not been so obsessed with predicting the heavenly secrets, then at the very least, he could have left behind a few seeds for the future.
Now, Great Prophet Jiu Yan finally understood the final words Master Jiu Xi had left behind before his fall. The future might be very difficult...
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
With tears pouring down his face, Great Prophet Jiu Yan raised the Heavenly Secrets Jade Bone high in both hands and shot into the