The Heavenly Calamity Yao Emperor was no true son of the Demon Race!
He had dared defy the will of heaven and earth and brazenly reveal such information. He had simply flipped the table outright.
Several Ancient Emperors who knew something of the matter gnashed their teeth.
Now that the Demon Race throughout the world knew, the world's collapse would inevitably accelerate. Their preparation time would shrink again, severely affecting all their plans.
But what was done was done, and there was no remedy. The boat would straighten itself when it reached the bridge; for now, they could only accelerate their plans.
As for Everlasting Heaven, however, they had only vague suspicions and knew little concrete information. So although they gnashed their teeth over the Heavenly Calamity Yao Emperor's actions, doubts also arose in their minds.
They dispatched scouts to explore the edges of the Wilds and assigned more personnel to inspect their own earth veins, but the results were equally discouraging.
Even in the depths of the Heavenly River, traces of blood-red roots had appeared within the earth veins.
These things seemed omnipresent. Their traces could be found anywhere in the Black Tortoise Yao Realm. This indirectly corroborated the Heavenly Calamity Yao Emperor's information: something had indeed gone terribly wrong with the Black Tortoise Yao Realm's Heavenly Dao-Everlasting Heaven, whose name meant longevity.
Even if the problem differed from what the Heavenly Calamity Yao Emperor had described, the outcome would hardly be good.
For a time, the major powers contacted one another, and the plan for crossing the doomsday officially began.
As for Su Changsheng, after flipping the table, he instead fell completely silent.
His approach was to fish in troubled waters.
Only by thoroughly muddying the waters could he find a chance to escape Everlasting Heaven's butcher's blade.