At that moment, within the previously icy and snowy desolate mountains, thousands of lamentations echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
In the distance.
A black mass, whether in the sky or on the ground, a small black dot spread out like ink, infinitely magnifying in front of Ye Tian and the others.
"In front of you is the endless demon army, keep going!"
The voice from the secret realm seemed to have gained sentience, no longer cold, but filled with a tone of pity.
And deep within the secret realm, a little puppy stared at the void, cursing loudly: "Damn it, Sky Demon Clan, Bone Demon Clan, Dark Demon Clan, White Bone Winged Dragon, Hell Blood Corpse."
"How... how can we fend off this, I'm truly sorry master, sob..."
"Don't force out that wisp of residual soul, or else if they find out, all the arrangements for this epoch's reincarnation will be ruined!"
"Heavenly Plate, why aren't you coming out to help!!"
