In front of her eyes, Ye Qingtang personally witnessed the brutal war between the Gods and the Demons. Beams of light flashed across the sky continuously, as day and night merged into one.
The Heavenly Demons and the primordial humans had joined forces, while the True Gods were tired out after having rushed to the mystic realm. The True Gods started to lose and an increasing number fell dead on the ground.
Those primordial humans, who had been created by the True Gods and used to worship them, had now become the allies of the Heavenly Demons. As blood rained down on the battlefield, the primordial humans killed their creators.
Ye Qingtang looked at the divine consciousness of that woman as it drifted over the battlefield. Her expression changed from shock to despair.
She watched on as her own people died in front of her eyes. Slaughtered by the Heavenly Demons and those primordial humans whom they had created with their own hands.
