However, this is just him.
The real situation is still grim.
Cangyue is, after all, just one person. If he chases after Sky Island, he will have no time to care for others.
The overwhelming purple light blades are still present.
They ravage the atmosphere extensively, leaving Earth's surface riddled with scars.
The remaining hundred Divine Level beings are desperately fighting; even Caesar's armor is shattered, even Milan's wings are broken, it's just a drop in the bucket.
Looking up, the unmanned combat weapons are still so numerous there's no end in sight.
Cangyue, helpless, can only return to assist.
After all, Tai Sui's body isn't here now, and no one knows if death leads to the Great Saint Spirit or to Gao Xin.
Death is still to be feared.
Yet Caesar roared, "Don't worry about us!"
"If we die in battle, then we die in battle! We'll meet again in the Netherworld!"
