"Chen Yi, this Emperor has come according to the alliance, aren't you planning to take action?"
Had the situation not been urgent, she would never have spoken such words.
If the Human Race does not act, not only will the demons she brought from the Tianyuan Continent die, but she, the Demon Emperor, will die, and the other Great Demon Kings will also perish here.
"Once that Netherworld death fetus hatches a ghost spirit, how long can your Human Race hold on?"
Her voice echoed through the battlefield filled with the sounds of slaughter, naturally reaching the ears of Chen Yi and the others.
In an instant, not only the Great Demon Kings looked at him, but even the ancestors, the pillars, and the powerful figures of the Human Race all turned their gaze toward him.
White Mountain Ancestor's expression remained solemn, but he did not speak, waiting only for him to make a decision.
