Of course, whatever the reason, at least the Primordial Ancient Realm had survived. Though it had suffered a crushing defeat, it had not perished because of it.
But as Di Yi saw it, this delay was probably only temporary. Eventually, there would be another War Between the Two Realms.
"Will there even be another... perhaps it won't even qualify as a war anymore." Yet as his thoughts reached this point, Di Yi shook his head. He felt that the beginning of the next War Between the Two Realms would mark the end.
The information available showed that the principal fighting forces in the War Between the Two Realms had all been in the Upper Realm. Yet now, the beings of the Upper Realm needed to come to the Lower Realm to seek opportunities, searching for the so-called Supreme Divine Treasury, the Precious Techniques of the Ten Fiends, and the like.
What did this mean?
Without a doubt, the Upper Realm's population must now have been sparse, its splendor of Immortal Ancient no more.
The reason was simple. The enemy had already brought the fighting to their doorstep. Even if the Primordial Ancient Realm still existed, judging by the battle scenes of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass with silver sword leaves that Di Yi had seen earlier, probably not even one in ten had survived.
After all, battles at that level could destroy an entire vast region at a stroke, reducing boundless starry skies to emptiness and annihilating everything.
How much could have survived?
He even speculated further that the Primordial Era's Ten Fiends and the others had all died in battle. If such powerful combatants had been unable to stop the enemy's offensive, what could the present Upper Realm do? They probably could not even find any beings who could serve