Upon hearing this, the Dragon Emperor remained silent for a long while before helplessly saying to the two, "My master has given the order, and I have no choice but to obey. As for the affairs of the Great Thousand World, you can only pray for your own good fortune."
“Ancestor, that is also your Great Thousand World! You can’t just stand by and watch it perish. We don’t have any warriors at the Sovereign Realm…”
Jiang Jinyu immediately became anxious.
Lu Shan, standing to the side, noticed something amiss. After a moment's thought, he spoke up, "Was it because you gave us too much help before, to the point that..."
He didn't say the rest, but simply pointed to the void from before, his voice dropping considerably, "I've displeased that person..."
"Be careful what you say." The Dragon Emperor's expression became more serious, but he did not object, which, in a sense, was tacit agreement.
His suspicions were confirmed, and in an instant, Lu Shan's expression slowly worsened.
He was right. As the supreme being, that one did not wish for the Great Thousand World to grow stronger, nor did he wish for the extraterrestrial demons to perish. After all, the two were that one's disciples, and there was still some affection between them. Otherwise, if only one of these two had taken action, the disasters in the Great Thousand World would not have raged for tens of thousands of years.
The two returned empty-handed.
When the light array flashed again, everyone, including Long Kui and Long Ling, froze in their eyes for a moment, and then their eyes tightened.
The light faded, revealing two people.
Everyone suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.
Fortunately, Long Kui had anticipated this, so he wasn't disappointed. Jing Mu, on the other hand, looked bitter, and then his gaze suddenly fell on Zhou Mu. "It seems that all hope rests on you."
He let out a long sigh.
Seemingly sensing something, Zhou Mu also looked over at that moment, his brows furrowing involuntarily. However, he didn't say anything, simply glancing at it quietly before calmly withdrawing his gaze.
"What happened?"
Jing Mu stepped forward and asked.
Jiang Jinyu said with a pale face, "Our ancestor is willing to come back, but the Creator God is not."
"What?" Jing Mu was shocked upon hearing this, and then said in a gruff voice, "Why? Why would the Creator God be unwilling? We are all his descendants. Does he just want to watch us be destroyed by the extraterrestrial demons?"
At this point, his tone changed slightly.
The Creator God's inaction was unexpected. The only hardship he had anticipated was that they might not be able to contact the Dragon Emperor, but now that they had, the Creator God was not happy.
Thinking of this, his eyes slowly furrowed.
Immediately afterwards, a surge of anger welled up in my chest, causing me a terrible headache.
"When our ancestor came out, he seemed to tell me that this difficulty didn't need external help; it could be dealt with solely by the local power of the Great Thousand World," Jiang Jinyu said.
At first, Jing Mu was somewhat incredulous and was about to refute it when suddenly he thought of someone: Zhou Mu.
If there is anyone in this vast world who can save it, it is none other than Zhou Mu.
This time, with the ancestor's endorsement, Jing Mu had even more confidence in Zhou Mu.
Then, a particularly comical scene unfolded: Jing Mu looked gloomy and resentful for a moment, as if someone owed him eight million, but then he was all smiles again. Anyone who didn't know the situation would have thought that Jing Mu had gone mad.
...
For Zhou Mu, the two weeks were undoubtedly a very difficult time.
However, Jing Mu naturally shared the same sentiment.
Looking at the heavy gate, Jing Mu felt a complex mix of emotions.
In the past two weeks, one piece of bad news after another has come.
Although the evil god did not personally take action, the mere presence of it was an insurmountable chasm for everyone. For the people of the world, it was undoubtedly a huge boulder weighing on their hearts, making it hard to breathe.
As if given a huge boost, the army of extraterrestrial demons swept through the land like a whirlwind, and soon they reached the Desolate Heaven Domain.
From then on, the entire world fell into his hands.
Only the Desolate Heaven Domain is barely holding on.
However, it seems that they cannot hold on for much longer. Of the more than one hundred Spirit Emperors, only a dozen or so remain. And of the nearly seven or eight demigod-level warriors, only two have survived.
One is Zhang Ling'er, and the other is Jiang Jinyu.
As for the martial artist at the Spirit God level, it was precisely because he was rescuing the two that Long Ling perished.
Long Kui also lost his life in the fierce battle.
The losses were devastating.
It is no exaggeration to say that the world today has reached a dead end.
Apart from the leaders of the major powers, there are no elders or similar figures from any of the vassal powers left, which can be described as extremely cruel.
Once the half-month deadline was up, Jing Mu stood guard at the door. However, for Jing Mu at this moment, Zhou Mu's success or failure would directly affect whether the Great Thousand World would still exist.
After all, with the Creator God clearly stating that he would not interfere excessively in the affairs of the world, all the burdens fell on their shoulders.
All their hopes rested on Zhou Mu.
So when Zhou Mu came out and nodded to everyone, almost instantly everyone, including Jiang Fengzi, had tears in their eyes.
Then, an uncontrollable look of fatigue appeared on his face.
In order to protect the last piece of pure land, these people have not slept for days and are on the verge of collapse.
For everyone, nothing could excite them more than the news that Zhou Mu had successfully emerged from seclusion.
After Zhou Mu came out, he rushed to the front line immediately.
There, he truly experienced what terror was.
Corpses littered the sky, and the air was thick with the scent of blood, like layers of bloody clouds, which looked terrifying.
"you……"
Who is it?
Upon seeing Zhou Mu, the evil god immediately noticed him, and in a flash, he appeared before him.
Zhou Mu merely smiled faintly, remaining silent as he gazed at the Evil God. Then, he gently waved his hand, and the army of the Great Thousand Worlds slowly retreated, leaving a vacuum zone for the two of them.
Meanwhile, on the city wall, Jing Mu and his companions, who had rushed over, kept a close eye on the battlefield.
They didn't even blink, afraid of missing a single exciting moment.
Having fought for days and nights, the army of the Great Thousand Worlds was utterly exhausted, seemingly on the verge of collapse. Therefore, upon Zhou Mu's appearance, Jing Mu decisively ordered everyone to rest on the spot and quickly replenish their strength.
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