401: Aren't we all human?

The so-called Seed Plan was jointly discussed by the various Dao Harmonizers. If we are defeated, some strong experts will take these young bloodlines and flee...

After his voice faded, no one spoke. Hundreds of figures stood in the sky, their gazes burning.

Seeing them like this, the old man felt both heartache and gratification.

"Very well, I will not say any more nonsense. There is one point: Divine Ability learned through study and comprehension is ultimately shallow. To put it bluntly, it is all just empty talk on paper. True experts need to undergo the baptism of life and death; that is the fastest way to transform. I hope that in this time of crisis for our Human Race, the most powerful beings will be born among you to follow the Human Emperor and trample the Heavenly Demon!"

He said a lot, just to boost morale.

Time was too tight; otherwise, why would they resort to such a method? He could only hope that these young people would be able to be Heaven-Defying!

Boom!

The ancient earth opened, right at this moment.

"Wait a moment!"

"Sorry, I'm late!"

The space seemed to be slowly torn open by an invisible giant hand, emitting a "hissing" sound. A figure broke through the Void Realm and stepped out calmly.

The person who appeared was a stunningly beautiful woman.

Her skin was as white as snow, exuding a soft luster, as if carved from the finest suet jade. Her eyes were like brilliant stars, shimmering with radiant light as she glanced about, and strange flames swirled around her body.

These flames were a deep black, yet flickered with specks of cyan light. The heat they radiated alone caused the surrounding Void Realm to twist and deform, like boiling water.

The person who arrived was none other than Xiao Qinger. At this moment, she had completely refined the Pure Lotus Divine Flame, but had not absorbed it all. The energy possessed by a Dao-Harmonizing exotic fire was too vast; to fully digest it, time was required.

She had to come here!

...

Lower Realm.

Less than ten thousand miles outside the borders of the Great Xia, the Heavenly Demon Cave had completely broken open and merged with the Lower Realm.

Over there.

One after another, god-and-demon-like phantoms stood in the air, towering thousands of feet high, their Aura terrifying. The entire Great Xia was like ants beneath their feet, and that was to say nothing of the fact that this was only one of them...

Behind these figures, all sorts of strange phenomena were constantly evolving.

Ancient runes flickered and leaped in the Void Realm, weaving into mysterious patterns; strange lights streaked across like lightning, illuminating the dark firmament.

It was as if countless ancient beings sleeping in the long river of time had been awakened. They issued low roars, the sounds dull and heavy, carrying endless majesty and fury, echoing between heaven and earth, making people's eardrums ache. The entire scene was like the arrival of the apocalypse, terrifying to the extreme.

However, even though these god-and-demon-like existences were so powerful and terrifying, at this moment, they all stood respectfully in place. Their eyes were filled with awe and piety, looking up at a certain spot in the sky.

Because above them, an immortal palace was slowly floating, emitting brilliant starlight. The light was as if gathered from countless dazzling stars.

The Aura of the immortal palace was transcendent, carrying a kind of energy that did not belong to this realm.

That was the Heavenly Demon Palace!

This palace exuded a mysterious and ancient Aura. Every brick and stone seemed to be engraved with the vicissitudes of time, and every texture contained endless power.

Inside the palace sat immortal figures. These were not illusory projections, but their true physical bodies. They had gathered together; this lineup was simply beyond imagination, as if the gods had walked out of ancient myths and descended into the mortal world.

Looking down from the palace, one could see a black sea of the Monster Realm army, surging like a tidal wave and covering the sky and earth.

Ten thousand races gathered, dense and packed, with no end in sight.

The end of that army extended to the distant horizon, merging with the gray clouds, as if the entire world was shrouded by this force from the Monster Realm. And among them, all were powerful great demons, each exuding a terrifying Aura.

They wore black armor that flashed with a cold metallic luster, as if forged from the cold iron of Hell, exuding an air of Killing Intent.

In their hands, they gripped gleaming long blades with incredibly sharp edges, flashing with a chilling cold light in the dim environment, as if capable of easily tearing through anything that blocked their path. There were also eerie war spears, massive halberds, thick blood-stained pikes, and ferocious beast mounts. These beasts bared their fangs and brandished their claws, their muscles bulging, emitting low roars, as if they would pounce at any moment to tear the enemy to pieces.

This torrent composed of steel and beasts rolled forward. Wherever it passed, the earth trembled violently, as if unable to bear the burden, emitting painful groans. The air was filled with a thick Killing Intent that made one shudder.

However, this boundless, aggressive army did not make a single sound.

Not a single great demon shouted to cheer, not a single beast mount roared. They advanced silently, each step taken steadily and powerfully, as if they were a group of ghosts from Hell, carrying endless silence and terror.

Yet this only made it feel more oppressive, suffocating people!

This lineup was unprecedented!!

Even compared to fifty thousand years ago, it was far, far inferior. It was clear that the Heavenly Demon Realm had mobilized its entire nest. What this represented this time was self-evident!

It was clear that this time was the true decisive battle!

From within, a figure suddenly stepped out. It was Ao Tian, clad in black robes. At this moment, he revealed a mocking smile, looking down at the Great Xia.

He could not wait any longer!

He could not wait to slaughter the Great Xia, kill Xia Youyue, and avenge his brother!

Opposite them.

A temporarily built city had been established by the Sunset Valley Master, Murong Lan, who had personally taken action and spent half an hour to build it.

This city had almost exhausted all his resources; looking across the entire Great Xia, it could be called impregnable!

However...

Everyone knew that in the face of the completely unequal Heavenly Demon Realm army, this city was merely a facade and could not block them at all...

This city appeared so weak and pitiful in front of this Heavenly Demon Realm army.

All the Cultivators of the Great Xia were gathered in the city, including the Demon Suppression Division. However, countless people's hands gripping their blades were trembling, their faces pale, and the fear in their hearts could not be suppressed. It seemed they didn't even have the courage to draw their blades.

The gap was simply too large!

It was so large that even the fearless Demon Suppressing Army was trembling all over.

On the city walls.

Panic, fear, despair—various emotions filled the air.

"Are there no reinforcements..."

"This is simply not something we can contend with. What should we do? Are the experts from the Upper Realm still not coming..."

"In the past, when the Empress encountered the Demon Emperor's attack, there were no reinforcements. I fear it will be very difficult this time as well..."

"But aren't we all the Human Race..."