For those demons, the world's upheaval seemed to happen in just a fleeting moment.
It didn't feel like the world had been changed.
Instead, a burst of golden light teleported them, along with their home, out of the Demon Realm.
The demonic energy that filled the air was instantly annihilated.
They rushed out into the streets, their hearts filled with fear.
They were greeted by four True Immortal powerhouses.
...
Chu Xinqiao sat gracefully in the chair, slowly looking at the four people who exuded a strong aura of killing intent.
"The second step of the plan can be launched now. Let's turn that 30,000 li area into a prisoner-of-war camp. I think you can decide for yourselves without me having to say more. By the way, many races will be coming here soon. They are hostages."
After saying that, Chu Xinqiao ignored them and disappeared.
Cheng Yao and the other three could only follow her instructions and begin making arrangements.
Faced with such strength, they should have long since abandoned their arrogance as True Immortals. If an ordinary True Immortal were to command them, they would certainly be unable to do so. People of the same realm can only discuss matters, but an absolute powerhouse can command more people.
Cheng Yao and the other three were well aware of this.
noon……
A member of the Ming tribe began to leave the pass with various building materials.
For those unaware of the truth, some saw a dazzling golden light in the early morning, and then at noon, they received orders that there were no more demons 30,000 miles ahead, and that the authorities would take over and temporarily defend the area.
Aside from marveling at the power of the true immortals, they had no other thoughts.
When they arrived and saw the ruined houses and severed limbs, they felt a pang of sorrow, not for the demons, but for the horrors of war.
Mercy should never be given to the enemy.
They knew that there had to be a resolution between the human and demon races. The hatred accumulated over thousands of years had no room for reconciliation. This was racial hatred, and they were willing to fight for their descendants and the future of humanity. Their sins were in the present, but their merits would last for generations.
At the same time, Haotian slowly transmitted a thought to Xiaoqi and the others.
That is it.
threaten.
When the demons are driven to the brink of destruction, it's not just a case of one race going mad. They will oppress or tempt other races to become swords, stabbing at the human race from all directions.
That was what Haotian had instructed them to do.
A necessary choice was presented to the ethnic groups surrounding the human race's strategic pass.
Obey, or perish.
Those who obey will guard the human race's formidable passes. If an enemy attacks, the human race will send troops to protect them, and will be required to hand over key figures—the future prodigies of each race, who will serve as hostages.
Disobedience means annihilation, and the human race will take over their territory.
Haotian must ensure that, during the great battle, the surrounding minor races will not become a sharp blade to break through the formidable pass and give the demons an opportunity to exploit.
Thirteen formidable passes were naturally difficult to breach, but that wasn't enough. What he wanted was to have the area outside those passes under his control as well!
What happened back then.
The formidable pass was treated like a plaything, unguarded and unchallenged, allowing the human race to be oppressed and slaughtered at will.
The formidable pass is a safeguard for ordinary human races, and the surrender of races near the formidable pass is a safeguard for the formidable pass itself.
A head of pure white hair was blown by gusts of warm wind.
Sitting upright, Haotian resembled a peerless beauty, a lady from a prominent family.
The demons... so far they haven't made a move.
He was the same.
Haotian knew that the Demon Clan was now showing signs of decline. The oppression of the Demon Emperor, coupled with the invasion of war, would inevitably cause turmoil within the Demon Clan.
However, this is only the most basic contradiction.
The real core of the conflict lies between the demons and Him.
The demons are unwilling to risk everything, but He might.
The situation is still changing... there are still many changes.
The possibility is by no means zero.
Miracles must not be allowed to happen.
Haotian's deep eyes looked at the screen constructed by the power of the Heavenly Dao, which could directly see into the secret realm.
A hint of tenderness welled up in his eyes.
Sleep well and have a sweet dream.
Among the four secret realms...
Diefang and the other three quickly accepted the fact that it was just a dream, and they indulged in love.
Since it's a dream, why not love it? Why not dare to enjoy it?
In their dreams, they all experience the things they desire most.
Warm, sweet, a truly beautiful dream.
However, in the dream, Haotian said...
The claim of a thousand years is false.
The flow of time is not so abnormal as to change from a thousand years to a day. Unless the true origin of the Great Dao of Time intervenes, the Time Spirit within the secret realm is absolutely incapable of doing so.
However, they all chose to fluctuate through a false millennium, and the time they truly experienced was... idealistic.
Indeed, the power of the Time Spirit in the Secret Realm was insufficient to achieve this, so that single strand of white hair... carried the primordial power of the true Great Dao of Time.
Their true world time is not a thousand years, but rather a matter of personal perception.
It could be a thousand years, a hundred years, or even ten thousand years, or even just a day or two.
When they realize they have let go of the shackles they have placed on themselves, they will awaken.
The dusty golden book struggled several times to hold onto the white light, but in the end, it seemed to lose all its power, lying in the pure white light like a child.
In their dreams, they lived the life they always wanted.
but……
Dreams must eventually end.
Everything they went through will fade away.
Even if you enjoy beautiful scenery and delicious food in your dreams, even if it's the most primal impulse and the deepest bond, it will eventually fade away when you wake up.
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