"Has the Immortal-Demon War truly begun?"
An Immortal Lord stood up. He looked familiar: Nanmen Jue, the first to arrive.
"This is no conjecture. We have ironclad proof!"
Li Zhong stepped forward at the right moment, his voice heavy with grief and anguish.
"I am the deputy leader of the Ascender Alliance. Lord Wushuang went to the Immortal-Demon Battlefield over two thousand years ago and took most of our Ascenders' elite forces with him!"
"This is part of the footage Lord Wushuang sent back!"
Li Zhong's voice burned with rage and sorrow.
Boom!
The jade talisman containing the footage suddenly burst apart.
In an instant, boundless light appeared, revealing a vast battlefield.
An endless sea of blood. Mountains of corpses. Ferocious members of the Devil Race. Frantic slaughter. Fighting without end!
A colossal demon loomed like a mountain from the Primordial Era, blotting out the sun and crushing the heavens beneath its boundless might!
The sight made every face change once more.
Was the Immortal-Demon War about to begin again?
So soon?
Could the Demon World no longer wait to reap its harvest?
"Everyone, you must know what dire straits the Myriad Heavens and Worlds will face if the Immortal-Demon Battlefield falls!"
"Countless lives will be plunged into misery, and blood will flow deep enough to float oars!"
"I hope you will set aside your differences and unite every force we can!"
"Let us face the enemy together!"
"And repel the Demon World's invasion!"
"Otherwise, you can all imagine the fate awaiting the Myriad Heavens and Worlds."
The Heavenwatch Tower Master's eyes blazed. Every word struck home, ringing like a bell that could wake the deaf.
His words fell like heavy hammers upon the heart of every Immortal Lord.
The hellish scene in the projection and the world-annihilating pressure radiating