Behind a massive boulder.
Gu Qingshan crouched on the ground, feeding the wild boar some rations.
All of the three arts' subordinates were trapped in this doomsday world, unable to advance any farther.
Doomsday had even sent out an "Extinguisher of All Things and All Beings"!
At the moment, the three arts were assembling into legions, hoping to fight one decisive battle.
Gu Qingshan raised his head and listened to the sounds around him.
A long wind swept past—
The clamor carried on the wind gradually died away.
Everything was falling silent.
It seemed the legions had finished assembling and were about to set out.
—Then the battle between the three races and Doomsday would probably begin any moment now.
Whether they could break through Doomsday's blockade and reach the next world depended on this battle.
Gu Qingshan looked into the void.
Lines of crimson small characters popped up, flickering before him:
"You have left the range of influence of the dragon curse." "Thirty minutes have passed." "The Legion Dragon Curse: Fervor, on your body is gradually dissipating."
Gu Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief.
It was all thanks to Doomsday cutting them off from the Sequence.
Even though he had slipped away midway, no one knew.
But the other Sequence users had been pawns from the very beginning. They knew nothing of the Dragon Clan's deviousness and understood nothing of the relationship between the three arts.
After this decisive battle, the people of the Demon Emperor Era would probably suffer heavy losses.
—But the Demon Emperor wouldn't lose anything.
Every living being that died in the war, whether a Sequence user, an insect, or a member of the Dragon Clan, would become a source of power for it.
The Dragon Clan had sent other Sequence users and