Several days passed in the blink of an eye.
The atmosphere of the apocalypse lingered in the air. Even an innocent child could sense that something big was about to happen.
As for those who stood at the very peak …..
They were even more anxious!
The leader of the first era, the only transcendent, the Lord of the Emperor Star, Ye Zichen, was more anxious than anyone else. He wanted nothing more than to hasten the laws of time throughout the first era, so that he'd have more time to prepare. Unfortunately, the Laws of Time weren't part of his Great Dao. Even if Lin Ru's comprehension of the Great Dao of Time reached perfection, she couldn't do it.
She couldn't.
Or rather …..
No one could do it!
Even the First Era's divine time artifact was no more than ten million kilometers wide. It could only hold a few hundred million people at most.
Even so …..
Lin Ru called it a divine artifact.
Three days had passed since Gu Zichen and the immortals had left. Although Gu Zichen hadn't returned to report on the situation, with Patriarch Subhuti around, Ye Zichen was confident they'd be safe.
That was all he could think!
Now that the matter of the secret realm had been resolved, Ye Zichen could finally focus on the Outside Realm's affairs.
He didn't immediately head to the God Realm!
This time, it would be a decisive battle!
Whether it was Yale or Ye Zichen, there was no way they would allow the other to escape alive.
This was a decisive battle that would decide the future of the entire Milky Way Galaxy!
Ye Zichen couldn't rashly go, and the experts of the previous eras wouldn't allow him to act rashly.
The messages on the public account were constantly being pushed.
The yao and god races fought by combining their forces and preparing to launch an all-out assault on the Outside Realm's God Realm.
They knew …..
This was his last chance!
If he won, Ji Yuan would stay!
If he lost, the era would be broken!
Yale, immersed in the joy of destruction, couldn't possibly allow a thorn in his side like Ji Yuan to remain.
Sharpen the troops!
Over the past few days, more and more factions hurried to the Tenth Divine Mountain. Every single one of them, without exception, entered the divine time artifact.
Fight for time …..
Fight for a chance at victory!
"Ocean Emperor, stay here. Don't go any further."
The Hermit Emperor removed his hand from the Ocean Sovereign's wrist and slowly covered her with a blanket. He spoke to the Ocean Sovereign, who seemed to have aged several hundred years.
It was hard to imagine just how powerful Yale was!
That dream not only appeared in the territory of the Monster Race, but also the attack of the God Race.
The Ocean Emperor …
In order to fight his way out of the dream world, he had expended too much of his bloodline power.
Now, he was merciless when he said …
He was about to become a cripple!
Three days in the Time God Artifact, but several decades had passed. The Hermit Emperor had been treating him for decades, but there was still no result.
"No … Ben Jun …"
"Leave it to me."
Ye Zichen gently pressed down on the Sea Emperor, who was trying to get up.
"Just recuperate here in peace. Leave the Outerealm God Race to me. Trust me, they'll all be fine. "
Hearing that, the Ocean Sovereign moved her lips.
Although he did not say anything, tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.
He knew clearly …
He was already crippled!
He did not regret his decision back then, nor did he fall from being a Sovereign Emperor to a cripple. The only thing he hated was that he did not fulfill his responsibilities as a father and a husband.
His wife and daughter were in trouble, and there was nothing he could do.
"Let's go."
As Ye Zichen spoke, they left the room.
Everyone knew that the Ocean Sovereign was in pain, but no one said anything to comfort her.
Trying to comfort her now would be the greatest insult.
After leaving the Ocean Sovereign's room, Ye Zichen's gaze sharpened, and his aura changed.
"Zuo Mo, tell me the situation."
"Alright!"
Zuo Mo held a thick tome in her hands.
"Right now, the new era has control over three thousand Divine Powered Cannons, roughly forty thousand divine general-level cannoneers, and eight thousand emperors. Forty-eight thousand of them are already proficient at using the cannons. "
"Roughly four hundred thousand divine-grade spirit-recovery pills have been produced, and they're still producing three hundred a day."
… …
… …
… …
Zuo Mo reported for a full hour. During that time, Ye Zichen's brows were tightly knit. He never relaxed, nor did he interrupt her.
Whether it was the divine-grade spirit-recovery pills or the Divine Powered Cannons, they were both important bargaining chips in their upcoming clash with the Outerealm God Race.
Ye Zichen had gathered all of the yao and god race's craftsmen and pill refiners, and invested almost all of their resources into the project.
He never would have guessed ….
"Too little!"
When Zuo Mo finished speaking, Ye Zichen shook his head. He was clearly dissatisfied with her report.
Whether it was the Divine Powered Cannons, the number of Divine Generals, or the pills...
It seemed like a lot, but to Ye Zichen, it was still too little.
After all, they weren't just facing the Outerealm God Race, but also the experts Yale had enslaved.
In other words ….
Fighting the Outerealm God Race was the same as fighting the entire Milky Way Galaxy.
How could they possibly win with such numbers?
"Divine Powered Cannons!" "I want the craftsmen to work day and night. It might be hard for them, but if they don't work hard now, they'll be enslaved for the rest of their lives. I trust they know what's important and what's not. Before we leave, I need to see at least twenty thousand of these cannons.
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"Pills!" "Tell the Old Lord to focus on the Emperor Seal Pill and Spirit-Recovery Pill. We can give up on the other pills. Spirit-Recovery pills don't have to be divine-grade. A little worse is fine. Before we leave, I want to see at least a million divine-grade pills.
Immortal-grade pills. "
"Divine Generals!" "Give unlimited resources to rulers and those on the verge of becoming Divine Generals. After that, have them use the Emperor Seal Pill. Don't force them, but if they don't use it, kick them out of the Divine Powered Cannons. Before we leave, I want every Divine Powered Cannon equipped with ten emperors.
Kings! "
Both Zuo Mo and the steward were dumbfounded!
What was he trying to do?
Twenty thousand Divine Powered Cannons equipped with ten emperors. That was a full two hundred thousand emperors.
Now that the Yao and God Race had joined forces …..
That was probably less than a tenth of the total.
Furthermore, there were those pills. Who knew what Old Lord Taishang would think once he found out?
This was practically exhausting them to death!
Without sleep or rest …..
It would be difficult to fulfill his demands!
"What, you can't do it?"
Ye Zichen snorted without any sign of easing up. Zuo Mo bit her lip and thought about it for a long while …..
"I'll do my best!"
"Not your best. You must!" Even though it was Zuo Mo, Ye Zichen's expression didn't soften in the slightest. "Zuo Mo, we have to do our best. You know ….."
"We're about to face the entire Milky Way Galaxy!"
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