Zhou Ziwei's face was livid. Watching the scene before him, he felt as though he could already see their end.
No one could withstand such a terrifying demon tide.
What on earth could they do?
"Your Majesty Haotian, our only option now is to ask a Sage to emerge from seclusion. Only a Sage can halt a demon tide of this magnitude."
Haotian hesitated. He could accept any other solution, but this was the one request he simply could not bring himself to make.
Almost all the Sages were now in sealed seclusion. Whom could they possibly ask?
The only one they could ask was probably the Demon Emperor.
But at the thought of that terrifying fellow, the Demon Emperor, he grew uneasy.
To be fair, Heavenly Court Reconstruction had been the Demon Emperor's idea.
Yet he did not want the Demon Emperor to become involved in this matter.
Because once the Demon Emperor intervened in the Primordial World, the Heavenly Court would inevitably fall under his control.
When he had asked Haotian to carry out Heavenly Court Reconstruction, the Demon Emperor had mentioned this before.
If help was needed, he would send an army of the demon race to assist.
The Demon Court was immensely powerful. Throughout its years of ruling the Primordial World, the demon race had continued to develop, with resources concentrated in its hands.
No force in the Primordial World could rival it.
As for those members of the demon race from the Demon Court who were currently helping the Human Race-
That was merely the private initiative of some members of the demon race who were on friendly terms with the Human Race.
They represented only a tiny, tiny fraction of the demon race.
No matter how strong the Human Race became, to the demon