"Everyone, blessed by the heavens, we have lived for ten thousand years. Now, the great catastrophe of the human race has arrived, and we have no path left for retreat!"
To keep this catastrophe beyond the borders, the Human Emperor had long ago cast aside all thoughts of life and death. As for these few, being the most gifted "natives" of this continent, they had no choices left. They would fight—not to seek glory, but to ensure there were no regrets.
At this moment of life and death, they all asked themselves: was there truly a way to retreat? If they fell back, how would their kin behind them survive? The Human Emperor had already dissolved into the Dao, merging with the Hongxu Balance, using his own life force to force it into action, carving out a sliver of hope. If they missed this fleeting opportunity, and the Lord of Immortality escaped, this continent would likely cease to exist entirely.
Chapter 175