In the Spirit Void Starfield, war flared up once more. The Demon Palace Holy Master personally set out on campaign, with the Sun, Moon, and Star Three Sects following in his wake as they marched east.
After entering the Fourth Realm, the Demon Palace Holy Master's combat strength had become terrifying beyond anything seen before. The Spirit Void allied forces suffered defeat after defeat, and before long, more than half of the Spirit Void Starfield had fallen, leaving them with less than twenty percent of their territory.
White Emperor Star was shrouded by demonic clouds. The Spirit Void allied forces retreated onto White Emperor Star, making their final stand.
Within White Emperor City's Ji Family, one powerful expert after another stood amid this ancient inheritance, watching allied warriors continuously fall from the heavens. The sorrow on their faces could not be suppressed.
They knew all too well that White Emperor Star could not be defended. Or rather, the entire Spirit Void Starfield could not be defended.
"Mr. Ning, this is the Scroll of God. Yu Qing and the younger generation of the Ji Family have already left under the Ninth Elder's escort. In the future, I ask that Mr. Ning take greater care of them. I beg you."
Before the sacred hall, Ji Yuechu pressed a page of Golden Pages into the young man's hand, her expression grave.
Ning Chen stared blankly at the Scroll of God in his hand, his heart exceptionally heavy.
"Mr. Ning, leave quickly. This place will not hold much longer."
Ji Yuechu spoke, then stamped her foot and shot straight into the ninth heaven.
High above, demonic clouds churned, blotting out the sky and sun. The man in blue brocade standing in the air seemed both god and devil. Demonic energy rolled around him as