Liu Changxu had barely returned to Cloud Sky Immortal City when his wife Murong Yuyao and the others hurried over to meet him.
"Your Majesty, Sister Wu and Sister Duan have both just sent requests for aid. They're anxiously asking when you can go to support them."
Murong Yuyao looked urgent, her words filled with worry.
Liu Changxu considered briefly, then gave his instructions in an orderly manner:
"Hai'er, head to the Heavenly Mystery Sect immediately. Do everything you can to help your Aunt Duan hold out for a while. Once I've dealt with the Demon Race Army attacking Great Liang Immortal City, I'll come at once."
At that moment, Yang Yuxuan, who stood nearby, hurriedly spoke up as well:
"Your Majesty, the situation at the Myriad Forms Sect is just as grim! Please help them weather this crisis!"
Liu Changxu frowned slightly, looking troubled as he said:
"Mm. Send word telling them to hold on a little longer. Once I've dealt with the Demon Race armies at Great Liang Immortal City and the Heavenly Mystery Sect, I'll go straight to the Myriad Forms Sect to help."
In truth, the tactics the Demon Race had adopted this time had struck him squarely in his weak spot. Faced with such a vast, all-out offensive, even Liu Changxu, with his extraordinary strength, had no particularly effective response for the moment.
He knew full well that even if they ultimately won this war, the losses the human race suffered in this catastrophe would still be devastating.
But there was nothing he could do. His side simply had too few Tribulation Transcendence Realm experts! No matter how powerful he was, he could not overcome their numerical disadvantage in such experts.
With the situation so desperately urgent, Liu Changxu did not linger in Cloud Sky