The more Tang Changsheng looked, the more alarmed he became. He was beginning to doubt the strength of the Eastern Glory World.
He did not know how powerful the Eastern Glory World truly was, or how formidable its hidden forces might be. But he feared even they could not withstand an army numbering in the tens of billions!
And no matter how he looked at it, he, Tang Changsheng, could never defect to the Purple Dusk Demon.
Even his plan to build the Great Chu World into a refuge no longer seemed safe.
The Great Chu World had a population of only eight billion. Even if it mobilized everyone, at a ratio of one soldier to twenty people, that would yield just four hundred million troops.
If the Purple Dusk Demon was determined, its tens of billions of low-level troops alone could grind the Great Chu World down.
Technological weapons might be powerful, but they needed vast resources to sustain them.
As Tang Changsheng worried, a star suddenly appeared on the horizon. The entire world shuddered, and a mighty force seemed to sweep across it.
Tang Changsheng froze for an instant. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. More importantly, he had the Three Realms Mirror to protect him. Though the mirror had already fused with him, the power of the Myriad Forms Mirror remained.
It concealed him completely. The force swept over Tang Changsheng and raced farther away without detecting him.
"What was that?" Tang Changsheng looked toward the star that had appeared on the horizon.
The Great Chu World was unusual. It shut out all outside forces, making it impossible even to sense the stars and rendering every kind of technological power useless.
No other world had that property—not even the partially annexed Wuman World, nor this world used to train