Countless streaks of escaping light rose from the Myriad Immortal Formation the moment it was broken, and their timing was almost too perfect.
Lu Ya instantly understood the whole situation.
These Innate Divine Beings really were unreliable!
At such a critical juncture, they had abandoned the Demon Race and fled, causing a flaw in the Myriad Immortal Formation that allowed it to be breached.
"Those fools are unfit to plot with!"
Furious, Lu Ya glared with wide eyes, having lost all the poise of an Imperial Lord as he began to curse loudly.
The grand formation was broken.
With more than twenty Quasi-Sages leading the way and tens of thousands of experts following close behind, everyone scrambled toward the rear of the Demon Race camp—the only road to survival—and fled.
Many of the immortals and gods had not initially considered fleeing, but when they saw so many people trying to escape,
they too began thinking about saving their own lives.
Everyone else is running. Are you going to stay?
Run.
Once this thought arose, they no longer waited for the Myriad Immortal Formation to shatter completely.
Whether they had been badly wounded by the backlash or only lightly injured,
the sky filled with a surging mass of escaping light as it rose from the Demon Race camp and fled outside.
The army's morale had collapsed, and the Demon Race Army scattered like a camp thrown into chaos.
Everyone who was not part of the Demon Race fled for their lives.
Seeing this scene, Lu Ya's heart sank into sorrow, and he felt nothing but endless desolation.
The army was finished. The Demon Race was finished as well.
In this decisive battle, the Demon Race had suffered a complete defeat.
"Imperial Lord, the Myriad Immortal Formation has been broken, and the