Haotian and the others were deeply uneasy. They no longer knew what to do.
They had even begun praying to heaven.
"Heavenly Dao, protect us! We beseech you, destroy this demon!"
"Where are the Sages of the Primordial World? Why hasn't a single one intervened? Don't they know a demon has appeared in the Primordial World?"
"Someone, save us! We don't want to die! We haven't even reached the Saint Realm. How can we die here?"
Just then, Water Spirit appeared before Fuxi and the others.
Fuxi watched the fellow before him. After devouring the Quasi-Saints, Water Spirit had turned his attention to the ordinary Heavenly Soldiers of the Heavenly Court.
Fuxi snorted coldly. It seemed he had no choice but to act.
He did not care about the deaths of those Quasi-Saints, because they represented the enemy.
But he could not stand by while these Heavenly Soldiers were killed. In his eyes, they were ordinary lives, merely following orders. They should not have suffered such a disaster.
Fuxi stepped forward. "You must not go too far. They were disrespectful to you, so their deaths are their own affair. But these ordinary soldiers pose no threat to you. Why must you slaughter them to the last?"
The Heavenly Soldiers of the Nine Provinces and Ten Islands looked at Marshal Fulong in surprise.
"Has the Marshal gone mad? He actually dared to provoke that demon. Has he given up on living, just like us?"
"This isn't so bad. Dying alongside Marshal Fulong would count as one of life's great blessings."
"No more running, no more running! We might as well die here with Haotian and the others today! This fellow has avenged us, at least."
"That's right. It's just a pity about Marshal Fulong. With his strength, he should have been