The people of Heaven had long since been targeted by the Weird Clan. They could only keep fighting forward—either live, or completely purge the darkness. There was no third path.
"Weren't you fighting in Heaven, Heavenly Emperor? Why...?"
Jiang Yun was filled with doubts and could not help asking.
Curiosity and urgency showed in his eyes as he wanted to learn just how far matters had progressed.
Desolate Emperor stood at the very forefront. His campaign in Heaven would surely affect the overall situation of the world, and Jiang Yun desperately wanted more information so he could prepare for his future actions in Heaven.
"At present, their Ancestral Land has only sent three Immortal Emperors. I can still spare a little time."
Desolate Emperor waved his hand, his expression calm, as though he were discussing some trivial matter.
Confidence and composure filled his gaze. Clearly, he did not regard those three Immortal Emperors as worthy opponents.
In his heart, he possessed absolute strength and confidence.
Hearing Desolate Emperor mention his battle against three Immortal Emperors, countless thoughts surged through Jiang Yun's mind like a roaring river.
He silently pondered that if Desolate Emperor was still fiercely fighting three Immortal Emperors, it meant he had not yet reached the Weird Clan's lair, Calamity Plateau.
After all, Ancestors slept there. It could not be guarded by Immortal Emperors alone.
Based on Jiang Yun's estimation of Desolate Emperor's progress in strength, Desolate Emperor might be lingering at the critical threshold of entering the Sacrificial Dao Realm.
After all, only after successfully entering the Sacrificial Dao Realm would Desolate Emperor be able to sweep everything aside and completely charge into the core of Calamity Plateau.
Jiang Yun understood at once. It seemed he still had a precious stretch of time to prepare and develop.