The Primitive Universe was preparing for battle. The starry sky was crowded with immortals and deities whose faces were grave. They could not help it. After all, it was the moment of life and death.
On the walls of Hangu Pass, countless Heavenly Guards had assembled with weapons in their hands. Wisps of immortal energy rose and gathered into a large purple cloud over them.
They were immortals, but at this moment, they were warriors guarding their homes. The Soul Demons were invaders, and Soul God was the evilest predator. They would use their blood to bathe the walls and their bodies to stop the Soul Demons. They had to kill these invaders and protect everything they needed to protect with an iron will.
They were immortals, but they were also human beings with emotions and fears. But they knew that they could not turn back. Behind them were the boundless Primitive Sphere and millions of mortals. If they retreated, it would be a great calamity and slaughter.
