When Nuwa, Taishang, and the other saints returned from the Demon Realm to the Primordial Land, they could not help but break out in cold sweat. It was not because the saints beyond the cosmos had descended upon the Primordial World, but because that pitch-black Demon Realm had truly appeared above the Primordial Land.
Wu Chu had been right. That old devil had never abandoned his desire to plague the Primordial World. Once the Demon Realm exploded above the Primordial Land, without the saints' protection, who knew how many of the myriad races would die or be wounded?
Especially the interconnected Great Formation of the Cosmic Stars. It would surely be thrown into chaos by the Demon Realm's self-destruction. Once the formation fell into disorder, that saint beyond the cosmos would be able to break free.
By then, countless heavenly soldiers and generals would surely be dead or injured.
In fact, many heavenly soldiers and generals had already been killed or wounded.
Although the Great Formation of the Cosmic Stars had trapped that saint beyond the cosmos within it, groups of heavenly soldiers and generals could still be seen from time to time turning into bloody mist or falling from the sky in pieces.
At this moment, it was not only the gods who were shedding blood. Di Jun and the Qingqiu Fox Ancestor had long since stained the starry sky with blood as well. Di Jun's cultivation was a step below that saint beyond the cosmos. Though the Qingqiu Fox Ancestor was assisting him from the side, they could not easily bridge that gap.
Instead, the Qingqiu Fox Ancestor repeatedly became the focus of that saint beyond the cosmos's attacks.
Fortunately, the Qingqiu Fox Ancestor's cultivation was not weak. Though he did not possess a saint's power, he was