"Go."
Cho'Gath did not stop them. He knew they needed a great victory now to forget their earlier anger, and only reminded them coldly:
"Don't be stupid enough to expose yourselves to their weapons' targeting."
His body was far too massive. To him, the tunnels the Burrowing Earth Dragons had dug were no different from a waistband strangling his neck. Forcing his way inside would take too much effort.
Besides, he had his domain, which saw more clearly than his eyes.
Hearing this, the Demon Venerables immediately left in excitement, following the underground tunnels out of the cave.
They did not dare fly high into the sky, much less swagger out onto the surface. Instead, they circled a long way around and stopped inside a mountain far from the battlefield, poking only half their faces out through cracks in the rock.
In the eyes of the low-order Demon Clan, this sight was rather bizarre.
Dignified Seventh-Order Demon Venerables, who could ordinarily crush swathes of demonic creatures underfoot, now looked like mice hiding in holes.
Yet not one of the Demon Venerables felt ashamed.
After all, there was not even enough left of their companions who had thought themselves hard to kill to piece together complete corpses.
Yaxes had only just poked his head out to survey the distant battle when he saw a silver-white pillar of light rise from within Great Xia's distant positions.
The pillar resembled a long needle piercing the gloomy sky, bright and conspicuous.
Spatial fluctuations stirred rings of transparent ripples through the air.
Beneath the pillar, a hole could be seen slowly expanding.
Yaxes's pupils abruptly contracted.
He stared fixedly at the pillar of light. The longer he looked, the more something seemed wrong.
Familiar.
Far too familiar. It seemed someone had mentioned it before.
Suddenly,