"These bastards really aren't afraid to die!"
After wiping out another large group of Otherworldly Demons, Young Master Huang sounded rather exasperated.
"I feel like they're deliberately holding us up," Jun Lin said with a frown.
"Yes, I've noticed it too. They know perfectly well they're no match for us, yet they still throw themselves at us to die. One or two hotheaded groups would make sense, but something's wrong if they're all doing it," Divine King said.
"These Otherworldly Demons are probably buying time. That Source Ancestor must be close to recovering. Ignore them and move at full speed!" Wu Shaozhen said.
"All right!"
They stopped paying attention to the Otherworldly Demons coming to their deaths and flew toward the central region as fast as they could...
Meanwhile, deep within the central Grand Hall on the Demon Source Continent, several middle-aged men in purple robes looked thoroughly grim...
"It seems your method hasn't done much good!"
"It's not that the method doesn't work. We've simply lost too many of our kind outside, and the Holy Light Continent is no weak opponent. We can't achieve much in such a short time!"
"Then it looks like we'll have to act ourselves. We can't let them interfere with the Source Ancestor's recovery!"
"Yes. Notify every Divine Emperor to join us!"
"Good. I've wanted to face these people for ages. I'm truly curious how strong a mere bunch of Divine Emperors could possibly be to force us into this position!"
After flying at full speed for three hours, Wu Shaozhen and the others finally reached the central region of the Demon Source Continent. In the distance, a massive black Grand Hall loomed faintly into view.
"We're almost there!" Wu Shaozhen said, sounding delighted.
"Finally. This place is fucking huge. We must've flown hundreds