The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
Although Mountain Muntjac and the others had been slain outright, the mere thought of it dealt far too great a blow to everyone present.
It turned out they had not hidden well at all. The Demon Court had simply let them be, raising them like pigs and waiting for the time to come to harvest them like leeks.
When they thought of their years of struggle, effort, and sacrifice, everything felt like a joke.
The impact of that was all too imaginable.
They had already been in the abyss of utter despair, only to discover that beyond this enormous abyss lay another one, even larger and more terrifying.
At that moment, even Qing'er felt deeply unsettled. Nestled in Li Su's arms, she reached out and clutched her brother's robes tightly, instinctively seeking a sliver of comfort. Only by confirming that her brother was still there could she breathe a sigh of relief.
In response to the people at the outpost, Li Su spoke.
"Since no one objects, I'll begin."
He was not speaking to anyone in particular, nor was he asking for anyone's consent. Li Su set Qing'er down, soothingly patted her little head, then slowly floated into the air.
"Since you've all decided to leave, let me make use of this outpost."
Rising into the sky, Li Su stood beneath the gazes of more than three thousand people and began to activate his divine abilities.
A vast, smoke-like aura erupted with explosive force. Within his body rose a boundless, enormous star. Inside that star stood a hall of supreme splendor, within which sat seven colossal primordial spirits, each like a deity.
At the center, the primordial spirit with an enormous banner standing behind it slowly opened its eyes.
Its eyes were like stars, concealing