As they gazed at the Filth Demon army beyond the heavens, the atmosphere on Undying Mountain grew unbearably grim.
"What on earth is going on?"
Song Chi tightened his grip on the sword hilt at his waist. "These things... how dare they come knocking at our door!?"
"When things go against the norm, something sinister must be at work." Zhou Yan looked equally grave. "Are they... looking to settle things with us once and for all?"
"Damn it! Our armies are still clearing out the remnants on the front lines across the worlds. They can't get back to defend us in time!" Zhu Yao gritted her teeth, her face covered in frost.
Although she was a Demon Sovereign of space law, even she could not possibly bring the millions of troops of the Immortal-Demon Army scattered throughout the Myriad Heavens and Worlds back to the Forgotten River in an instant.
Against a war of this magnitude, those remaining on Undying Mountain were no more than a cup of water against a blazing cartload of firewood!
"It's all right."
Just as everyone was burning with anxiety, Si Chen spoke slowly. "Leave it to me."
With those words, Si Chen slowly closed his eyes.
A vast golden power spread outward from him, enveloping the entire Forgotten River in an instant!
Then, beneath the shocked gazes of every cultivator in the Forgotten River, the phantom of a towering tree radiating endless golden divine light slowly appeared on the horizon!
The Fusang Divine Tree!
"This, this is..." Even Zhu Yao's eyes were filled with disbelief.
The next moment, Si Chen opened his eyes, his golden pupils shining with dazzling divine radiance.
"Path of Myriad Worlds, return!"
Meanwhile, in the Soaring Cloud Realm.
"Put your backs into it! Once we clear these ruins, we