The Human Race side had achieved a minor victory, and under Yan Tianyu's "coercion" and "inducement."
The gods' fighting spirit soared, and killing intent boiled.
They had swept away their former listless attitude.
They had already begun eagerly awaiting the next clash and battle of wits with the Demon Race.
Meanwhile, the Demon Race side had lost two Quasi-Sage experts.
Lu Ya and the other twenty-eight Quasi-Sages had suffered a crushing defeat and retreated into the Demon Race Army.
Only the Demon Race's elite army formation and its numerous Quasi-Sages could give everyone a sense of security.
The result of probing the Human Race's true strength was now clear.
The price had simply been a little too high. Two Quasi-Sages had died on the spot, and even their Good Corpses had failed to survive.
Seeing how low everyone's spirits were and how badly their morale had fallen.
Although Lu Ya was also extremely irritated, he had no choice but to speak up and comfort them.
"Fellow Daoists, there is no need to grieve so deeply over the two Daoist friends.
We are currently in the midst of the Investiture of the Gods Calamity. I believe the Remnant Souls and Zhen Ling of our two Daoist friends have already entered the Investiture of the Gods.
Once our Demon Race becomes the World Protagonist and confers titles upon the gods, they will surely have a day when they reappear."
Only after hearing Lu Ya say this did everyone feel slightly better.
That was true. Dying now did not mean losing everything completely.
Although entering the Investiture of the Gods meant they would lose their freedom in the future and have to acknowledge it as their master.
At least they had preserved their lives.
How could they ask for anything more?
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