Baize slowly turned and looked behind him.
Shangyang, Jimeng, and Qinyuan, the three Demon Saints, were standing not far away.
The four of them were silent for a moment.
Baize was the first to speak. "Wen Zu has issued the command. I'm preparing to lead the Demon Race to the west as reinforcements. Are you going or not?"
Hearing this, Qinyuan's eyes widened, shock showing on his face.
"Baize, have you lost your mind?
"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors set up the Mysterious Yellow Infinite Formation. If we go over there, won't they wipe us out?"
Beside him, Jimeng suddenly gave a cold snort.
"What's there to fear! This time, we're entering the war for Hong Huang Zhi Zhong!
"If the Human Race dares to court universal condemnation, to kill reinforcements, they'll be cast aside by the Ten Thousand Clans and hated by the Heavenly Dao!"
As he spoke, Jimeng's voice rose higher and higher, and the emotions he had suppressed for so long completely burst out.
"Anyway, no matter what you think, I have already assembled the army!
"Hiding away in a corner of the northwest of Hong Huang Zhi Zhong is too stifling.
"If I'd known this would happen, I might as well have blown myself up together with the Great Wizards during the decisive battle between the Wu and Yao Clans.
"I once fought for the survival of the Ten Thousand Clans. Now, if I can sacrifice myself on the battlefield of the Demon Calamity, compared to being killed by the Human Race...
"At least I can leave one more mark of glory in Hong Huang Zhi Zhong!"
Beside him, Shangyang lowered his head slightly.
"According to Baize's guess, the Human Race will be unable to tolerate us sooner or later. The blood feud of the