Demon Emperor Daochen's expression was grave. "Attack with everything you have. Stop worrying about anyone else. If we keep hesitating, even the Primordial World won't make it out."
Demon Emperor Daochen soared upward, taking the initiative to charge at the Dark Beast King. There was no time now to consider who would serve as cannon fodder.
If they hesitated any longer, they would all die.
The Demon Emperor took on the Dark Beast King himself. This creature possessed considerable intelligence.
"Damn you! A mere Great Spirit God dares challenge this king?"
Demon Emperor Daochen did not look at him, focusing solely on dealing with him.
From time to time, he glanced around. The Primordial World was slowly passing through.
Throughout the Primordial World, large numbers of powerful cultivators emerged and attacked the ever-growing ranks of Dark Beasts around them.
These powerful cultivators all belonged to the Buddhist Sect. There were now too many Dark Beasts for the Blood River and the Buddhist Sect's power alone to hold back.
As they continued attacking and took the offensive, they finally checked the Dark Beasts' advance.
By this point, the Abyss Empire and the Angel Empire had already abandoned most of their territory. They stayed close around the Primordial World, also blocking a substantial portion of the Dark Beasts' attacks for it.
Working together, the three worlds finally managed to hold on, albeit barely.
The Demon Emperor casually glanced behind him. The worlds that had initially followed them in their charge outward had long since vanished, completely submerged in the swarms of Dark Beasts.
The Demon Emperor sighed softly, feeling no pity for them. These people had stubbornly insisted on their own way, always believing they could survive through their own strength.
Even powers as immense as the mighty Angel Empire and Abyss