More than two thousand years later, in the core region of the Dark Great World.
The Demon-Hunting Expedition Wizard Legions had been invading the Dark Great World for nearly three thousand years. Under the relentless onslaught of these wolfish, tiger-like Demon-Hunting Expedition Wizard Legions, one large world after another had fallen. The Wizard Legions were no longer confined to the outer regions; they had begun to encroach upon vast stretches of the core region as well.
It could be said that the Dark Great World had reached the moment that would decide its life or death!
"Only two thousand-odd years, and those Wizard Legions have already reached the core region. Is there truly no hope left for the Dark Great World? Is there still no news of Saint Ancestor Wushi?"
Within the core region of the Dark Great World, a strategic meeting was being held as usual.
"Saint Ancestor Wushi's primary will has been continuously pouring into the Dark Gate, while the primary rules of the Dark Great World are constantly being diluted. Something must have happened in the depths of illusion. Otherwise, according to Saint Ancestor Wushi, the Dark Gate plan should have been activated long ago. The armies of exiles within the deepest layer of illusion would have become new fuel for the Dark Great World's growth."
World-Destroying Dark Flame swayed. In that savage blackness, rings of half-lidded eyes seemed utterly vacant as a low voice spoke.
"Could there have been some flaw in Saint Ancestor Wushi's plan? Could those wizards be behind it!"
Covered in brownish-gray scales, this Dark Saint Ancestor spoke suspiciously.
Yet this seemingly incoherent wild guess appeared to have come close to the truth, but no one paid it any heed. Everyone had long grown accustomed to this Saint Ancestor's persecution-complex conspiracy theories.
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