Luo Hou's power knew no bounds. Even the Xiantian Supreme Treasure, the God-Slaying Spear, could not destroy him completely. Dao Ancestor Hongjun himself had suffered a grave crisis, and whether he could survive it remained uncertain.
Even Daochen, the Three Pure Ones, and the fellow disciples Jieyin and Zhunti were grievously wounded, with less than a tenth of their strength remaining!
This battle!
How could they keep fighting?
The same question arose in everyone's heart.
It was true that Sages neither died nor perished.
But having their sage bodies shattered again and again inflicted tremendous damage on their power of origin. If this continued, they would eventually be left clinging to life through nothing but the imprints of their primordial spirits entrusted to the Heavenly Dao!
What could they do?
The Six Saints were not the only ones worried about this.
Countless Quasi-Saints throughout the Primordial World shared their concern.
During the ancient Dao-Demon War, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had joined forces with the Ancestor Yin-Yang, the Five Elements Ancestor, Ancestor Heaven-Earth, Great Immortal Yangmei, and others just to destroy a single avatar of Luo Hou.
Now Luo Hou had returned. Dao Ancestor Hongjun's condition was unknown, the Six Saints were gravely wounded, yet Luo Hou remained overwhelmingly powerful.
This battle?
How could it continue?
"Let us go. Though we are only Quasi-Saints, perhaps we can still contribute what little strength we have to the Primordial World."
Within the Heavenly Court, Eastern Emperor Taiyi wore a solemn expression, his voice heavy.
"As we should."
Dijun nodded slightly at those words. Not only he, but all the Greater Demons of the Heavenly Court who had survived the Witch-Demon battle nodded in agreement.
Behind them stood an endless army of the Demon Race, fully prepared, their armor gleaming as they awaited the command