On the Demon Clan's army side, two ancient wills from the Demon Clan are lurking, patiently waiting.
"Li, the Human Race is truly like a centipede, stubborn even in death. Unexpectedly, even after we broke through them once before, they can still press our army hard."
"Indeed, it's truly frightening. If it weren't like this, our myriad clans wouldn't have merged, unified under the Demon Clan."
"Let's wait a bit longer. The Great Saint has said, do not spread Demon Qi and Monster Intent into the Northern Region of Divine Continent, and avoid using [Body as Bridge to Connect Heaven and Earth], even if the army collapses, it's not to be used."
"The Great Saint seems a bit too cautious, but I know the limits. You can rest assured."
"With the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass's rushed defeat as a precedent, the Great Saint can't help but be cautious—it's better to be cautious, it's better to be cautious..."
The two ancient Demon Clan wills quickly transmit their thoughts via Divine Sense.
