The starry sky, silent as water.
The myriad Supreme beings of the Divine Dao Demon Race remained silent, unwilling to fight nor retreat, finding themselves in a difficult position.
At this moment, many Supreme beings of the Divine Dao Demon Race recalled tens of millions of years ago, during the posthumous period of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Dynasty after the death of the Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor, yet it had not collapsed, when the Divine Dao Demon Race began to awaken.
How difficult those times were.
The lofty Phoenixes of the Immortal Clan were nothing more than feathered livestock kept by the Human Immortal Sects. True Dragons pulled carriages, ferrying the nobility of the Immortal Dynasty, while Bixis carried heavy loads, bearing sections of mountain ranges.
Even more wretched were the Divine, serving as slaves and servants, managing the wind and rain to labor for the Human Race, becoming maids, and more.
