After all, when a Heavenly Immortal powerhouse intervened in a battle between half-step Heavenly Immortals, it was no different from overturning the chessboard.
This was a battle without suspense, enough to wipe away every variable. No matter how heaven-defying Chen Nianzhi was, he could not defy fate and change his destiny.
At this thought, the Qingyao Saintess smiled. "A good idea. It is merely a pity that the inheritances of more than twenty half-step Heavenly Immortals will fall into the hands of the Western Abyss Dragon King."
Once the First Holy Son had made his decision, the other seven major powers of the West Qi Divine Abyss Sea issued almost identical orders at nearly the same time.
Now that the Dao Tribulation had erupted, the great powers had long since made preparations spanning tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of years.
With war already underway, they naturally could not seek new opponents.
As the true disciple Luo Ming of the Heavenly Luo Ancient Sect, stationed in the Ye Ruins Divine Sea, he was even more overjoyed by the Western Abyss Dragon King's departure.
In this battle, because the ancient immortal Taiyang Clan had withdrawn, the Heavenly Luo Ancient Sect alone had to face the Heavenly Dragon Grotto-Heaven and the Nirvana Dragon Clan. Their strength had already been stretched thin.
Once the Western Abyss Dragon King departed with his troops, the pressure on the Heavenly Luo Ancient Sect would greatly diminish. If they faced the Nirvana Dragon Clan alone, they might even be able to slay powerful foes and forge a Triple Taiyi foundation.
Upon receiving the news, the Western Abyss Dragon King immediately revealed an ecstatic expression.
He understood the formidable defensive power of a ninth-tier grand formation, so he did not rashly force his way through it. Instead,