Looking at those three figures, Qing Tian, the Azure-Robed Sword Saint, and the others all wore expressions of great joy.
Although in the eyes of many people, Flame Emperor Xiao Yan, Martial Ancestor Lin Dong, and themselves were all at the Later Phase of the Spiritual Grade, seemingly without any great disparity, only they themselves knew just how unfathomable the three before them truly were.
With the arrival of the three of them, the present situation could finally be steadied just a little bit.
Han Feng turned around and smiled slightly at Qing Tian and the others. "Ha ha, do not blame us, everyone. In order to hold back the three of us, this Extraterrestrial Evil Tribe actually went to quite some trouble, which is why we only arrived now."
The peaceful smile caused the tense hearts of everyone present to involuntarily relax somewhat.
Qin Tian shook his head, a look of shame appearing on his face. "It is actually I who messed up terribly, causing the situation to become so tricky."
Xiao Yan glanced at him and sighed softly. "As for the matter of that Demonic Heart Seed, Brother Qing cannot be blamed either. Although I had a faint sensation back then, I was also unable to probe it clearly and thus could not be certain, leaving behind only a seed of flame within you just in case of the unexpected."
Lin Dong likewise nodded, his voice steady. "Right now, the most crucial thing is still dealing with this catastrophe."
He raised his head, his gaze carrying an icy luster as he gazed far into the void outside at the figure of the Heavenly Evil God, his sharp gaze as though wanting to pierce the latter through.
In the distant void, the astonishment on the Holy Heavenly Demon Emperor's