As they traveled, the plight facing the Western Plains unfolded before their eyes. Many cities and tribes had already been overrun by foul Demonic Qi. Like masses of black mist, the Evil Demon Army swept unstoppably through the cities, ravaging and slaughtering amid thunderous roars. Human Race cultivators and commoners became meat for the Demon Army. The demons stuffed people into their enormous mouths by the handful, chewing and devouring them as rivers of blood streamed down their filthy, pitch-black Demon Bodies.
At these sights, Mu Bai could not help wanting to intervene, but the Artifact Spirit Ancestor stopped him.
"You're already as weak as a chicken, brat, yet you still want to play the hero? Never mind whether you can stop the Devil Race's armies alone—the ones who came with you are searching for you at every moment. Their first objective is to stop you from devouring the Qingtian Demon Body. Only then will they compete to determine the winner."
In truth, Mu Bai could not bear to attack the Devil Race either. Although they had all been transformed into Evil Demons, the Heavenly Demons of the six locations of the All-Encompassing Heaven Great Dao had risked their lives for the Origin Realm, their entire race heroic in sacrifice. The Origin Realm could never forget that, nor would Mu Bai.
"There's no doubt the Devil Race has been corrupted and exploited by the Immortal Race of the Immortal Realm. Don't bother investigating the details. The key is to find the Qingtian Demon Body and devour it. Then you'll not only have some ability to protect yourself here, but perhaps even accomplish something."
It had to be said that the Artifact Spirit Ancestor always offered Mu Bai advice and guidance at crucial moments. Ye Wan urged him in the same