Silence was because of despair, and despair was because of helplessness!
Four Demon Ancestors were equal to four Saint Emperors. Together with hundreds of Demon Supremacies, the army was more than a hundred million strong. Both the formidable martial artists and the army were more than enough to crush the humans.
The defense line on the Flying Fire Continent had been broken, and the Demon Abyss Army was marching in. The Third Heaven could no longer resist the attack of the Demon Abyss.
Saint Emperor Xiaoyao was doomed. Ten Thearch-Level formidable martial artists, including Immortal Zi Lin of the Flying Dragon Rebellion, had died in battle. Tens of millions of soldiers had been defeated, and more than half of them were dead or injured.
What could the humans do to resist?
Could they rely on Immortal Tianzui alone?
Could Immortal Tianzui resist?
Immortal Tianzui would probably be killed as soon as he went to the northern battle zone.
The military reports from the Flying Fire Continent kept coming in, and they were all grievous news. Cities were conquered one after another, and domains were occupied by the Demonic Abyss. Countless citizens were either killed or turned into demonic slaves, forever becoming walking corpses.
The original defense line was in the northern part of the Flying Fire Continent. Now, only ten days had passed, and the Demon Abyss Army had already reached the central part of the continent. Hundreds of territories were conquered, and hundreds of millions of people were crying and howling under the claws of the Demon Abyss.
The human army was defeated, and the big and small clans of the Flying Fire Continent also fled. At least billions of people were running toward the south now.
The big clans and formidable martial artists might have the ability to evacuate, but what about the civilians?
They didn't have the chance to teleport, and they didn't have warships or flying beasts. They could only walk.
Not to mention the wild beasts, could they outrun the Demon Abyss Army with their speed?
All the Demon Abyss soldiers that could be sent out were at least as strong as a fourth-tribulation formidable martial artist.
Fourth-tribulation formidable martial artists were very fast. The civilians couldn't outrun them.
Therefore, the situation on the Flying Fire Continent was very tragic. It was no different from hell on earth.
Countless requests for reinforcements were also transmitted through the scouts to the Southern Warzone, into the ears of the Overlords, and into the ears of Daoist Tianzui.
However …
All the Thearch-Level formidable martial artists were silent. Immortal Tianzui didn't give any orders, either. The southern battle zone was silent and could only watch the Flying Fire Continent being ravaged by the Demon Abyss Army.
They could only watch as countless civilians died or became demonic slaves. They could only watch as the Flying Fire Continent fell.
Many Overlord Realms were in great pain, and there were also Overlord Realms who wanted to fight. Even if they couldn't defend against the Demon Abyss Army, they could at least delay them for a while and let more people escape, right?
However, Daoist Master Tianzui did not pass down the order, and those Overlord Levels were also afraid.
No one wanted to die. If death could stop the Demonic Abyss Army and change the situation in the Third Heaven, then death did not matter.
But sending them to their deaths, apart from being able to save a small number of people, was meaningless.
If there was hope, no one would give up. The problem was that there was no hope now, so they naturally had to think more about themselves.
Every Emperor-ranked warrior had a family and business. Many Emperor-ranked clans were very large. If they died, their clans would lose their pillars of support.
Since they couldn't protect the Third Heaven, then all the experts had to think of a way out. Leaving the Third Heaven was also a way out. Although it was hard to go far away from home, it was still better than having one's family destroyed, right?
Even if the great clan of the Third Heaven could no longer be protected, they still had to think of a way to preserve their own small clan. They could go to the Arcana Realm, to other small realms, to the Second Heaven, or even to the realms of the First Heaven.
Dying late was better than dying early. Only when one was alive would there be hope.
Spiritual Master Sky Crime was in great pain during this period of time!
The death of a disciple in battle itself made him sad. The most important thing was that he was very confused and felt very powerless. He didn't know what to do.
The expectations of so many people in the Third Heaven became a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
He really wanted to fight. If he died in battle, then he wouldn't have so much trouble.
He had lived long enough. He was not afraid of death.
Reason told him that he couldn't be reckless and impulsive.
He had to bear the humiliation and protect himself. He had to think of all kinds of ways to control the situation, and then slowly plan.
The life and death of billions of people in the Third Heaven were in his hands. If he didn't think of a way, then the entire realm would fall.
He would be a sinner of the human race. After death, he wouldn't have the face to see the souls of the human race.
The problem was …
What could he do?
What else could he do?
This was what made him the most painful. He watched as countless people died, but he couldn't do anything.
Two months passed quickly. The Demon Abyss Army advanced very quickly. Because there were Demon Venerables leading the army, they directly used the human race's transportation formations to sweep through.
There were no more experts in the Soaring Fire Continent. Many of the big clans in the cities had evacuated. Therefore, there was no pressure when they teleported over. They didn't encounter any resistance from the human army.
This naturally increased the speed of their advance. More than a hundred Demon Venerables led millions of soldiers. They continuously teleported over, and one domain after another was occupied.
Every time a domain's main city was occupied, the Demon Venerables would send a portion of the army to sweep in all directions, completely occupying the domain.
However, what shocked Daoist Tian Zui and the countless Sovereigns was that in many places of the Soaring Fire Continent, countless humans were caught up by the Demon Abyss Army. But in the past month, those humans were not killed, nor did they become demon slaves. Instead, they became prisoners and were imprisoned by the Demon Abyss Army.
Why did they imprison so many humans?
In the past, whenever the Demon Abyss Army encountered humans, they would either kill them or turn them into demon slaves. Now, they were actually kind enough to let these humans live?
According to the scouts, the number of human beings who were imprisoned wasn't just thousands or tens of thousands. Instead, they were the human beings that Devil Abyss' powerful beings encountered during this period of time. As long as they didn't resist or attack, Devil Abyss' powerful beings didn't kill wantonly. Therefore, most of the human beings were saved.
The Demon Abyss would never be kind. They must have some ulterior motive for doing this.
However, it was a good thing that so many people didn't have to die for the time being.
Daoist Tian Zui still didn't pass down any orders. He even left Cold Smoke City and teleported to the Purple Sun Continent alone. Then, he flew back to the Sacred Sky Island.
He didn't return to the Sacred Sky Island to hide or to take some treasures. He came back to contact someone.
His benefactor, the mysterious expert who sent him, Daoist Ziyun, and the other two to the Sacred Sky Island.
Back then, that expert had left behind a mark, which was still there.
The mysterious expert also left a message. If there was an emergency, he could destroy the mark. If he was nearby, he would be able to sense it. However, it could only be used once.
There were many times when Daoist Tian Zui wanted to destroy the mark, but he held back in the end.
At this moment, he was at his most desperate and confused. He really wanted the mysterious expert's help or guidance.
More than 60,000 years had passed, and the mysterious expert had never shown up. He wasn't sure if the mysterious expert was still alive.
When he returned to the Sacred Sky Island, he entered the Daoist temple and found the mark.
He destroyed the imprint and waited quietly.
He waited for a full hour. Suddenly, the surrounding spiritual energy moved and quickly gathered in his location.
Daoist Tian Zui was so excited that his body trembled. The mysterious expert wasn't dead. He was about to condense an avatar.
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PS: I had a meeting the whole day yesterday. I didn't have time to write. I'll write five chapters tomorrow.