In the end, Pulao couldn't help but break the silence: "Brothers, don't worry. If that guy can't even handle this, how could he possibly fulfill the prophecy?!"
After he finished speaking, not only were his two elder brothers, but all the Primordial Spirits waiting around fell silent.
They were already beyond help, struggling to protect themselves, let alone worrying about others.
Pulao casually waved a hand: "Disperse, let's all disperse! We've suffered quite a backlash this time. Let's all go back and recover!"
Bian, who had remained silent, finally nodded: "Yes! You're right. We do need to rest. This is indeed a turbulent time, and the path ahead depends on us."
After that, the three brothers, exhausted and needing to recover quickly from the backlash, fell back into a slumber.
Deep in the Demon Cave, in a mysterious space seemingly dormant for millennia, a Divine Thought suddenly echoed.
