Because it's about destroying the demon realm.
Didn't his mother worry about his father at all?
Yu Xinyi turned to look at the Demon Lord, quickly walked over, lowered his voice, and asked in a tone only the two of them could hear, "Father, do you need my help?"
He watched from the sidelines as his father struggled to keep going, thinking that if there were one more person's strength, perhaps they could hold on a little longer.
The demon lord raised his pale face, a tender and loving look in his eyes, and whispered, "No need, take care of yourself. Stay away."
Since the Demon Lord had so clearly refused, Yu Xinyi couldn't say anything and could only silently stay by her father's side.
The situation is now clear: the most intense rivals on both sides are none other than the Venerable One and the Demon God.
They are practically mortal enemies. So, they're not in a hurry right now; they can wait and see.
The power within the independent space was rampant, making it very uncomfortable even for someone like the Demon Emperor.
He had retreated as far as he could; he desperately wanted to leave this isolated space.
Even the Demon Emperor was so uncomfortable, and Yu Jinshuo, whose strength was inferior to the Demon Emperor's, was already having difficulty breathing and his blood was churning in his chest.
Exhausted by one thing after another, his mind is now completely blank.
His mind was already overflowing with those messages, making it impossible for him to process them, and now he didn't even need to use his brain anymore.
Because he was using all his energy to fight against the increasingly powerful pressure within the independent space.
The pain of being hit by wave after wave of force, with no way to avoid it, made him feel like he was dying.
The Venerable One doesn't care what others think; she only has one thought right now: to kill the Demon God.
Seeing that after such a long struggle, the demon god was still not at a disadvantage.
The Venerable One's palms spun rapidly, forming a series of strange palm prints.
As if receiving some kind of command, the ten immortal souls opened their mouths wide and shouted sharply, their power suddenly increasing greatly.
The ten people seemed to have gathered all their strength, and together they blocked all the demon god's escape routes, smashing him down hard.
The originally dimly lit, isolated space could only be discerned by the faint light.
At this moment, as the ten immortal souls vigorously activated their immortal power, the light shone brightly.
The power surged forth like a river bursting its banks.
"Damn it!" The demon lord felt a numbness in his body, as if all his senses had vanished.
Actually, it was the power of the immortal soul attack that impacted the independent space and then affected him.
The shock knocked him unconscious, leaving him unable to control his power or ensure the integrity of the isolated space.
That's all.
He has done his best.
It's no longer something he can control.
The Demon Lord had no choice but to let the power surge towards him, severing his connection with the independent space.
Below the independent space lies a desolate land.
The soldiers of the Three Realms were already panting heavily from exhaustion.
From a fierce battle of strength to a grueling fight relying solely on physical brute force, they are now slumped on the ground, glaring at each other with hatred in their eyes.
It can be said that the military strength of the Three Realms is almost exhausted.
The warriors of the Three Realms understood that their mission was now complete, and they were waiting for the experts from their respective realms.
In the end, whoever wins will be the true winner in the Three Realms.
All they can do now is wait.
The sky grew darker and darker, and the winter night was so cold. The sky, which had been covered with dark clouds, became even colder as night fell.
The clouds completely obscured the night sky, leaving no moonlight and making it dim and gloomy.
The soldiers on the ground were all lurking in the darkness, only able to look at each other from afar at the glimmer of light in each other's eyes.
No one lit the torches.
In such a time, who would want to shine themselves into the light and become a target for everyone?
Naturally, no one would do something so foolish; everyone waited in the increasingly cold darkness for the final moment to arrive.
However, the wind grew stronger, making it even more unbearable for the already exhausted soldiers.
Each of the three realms was secretly searching for their companions who still had a breath left, and those who could be healed began to treat their injuries simply.
As they searched for their companions, they discovered just how brutal the battle had been.
The ground was littered with corpses piled on top of each other, limbs side by side, and the blood that had flowed out had long since frozen together, making many of the corpses indistinguishable.
Just as the remaining soldiers of the Three Realms were doing all this silently, they suddenly felt a sudden panic in their hearts and an inexplicable discomfort.
Before I could figure out what was going on, a bright light suddenly shone down from above.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar, like a thunderclap, exploded in their ears, instantly deafening everyone, leaving only a buzzing sound, and nothing else could be heard.
Without any deliberate intention, it was entirely an unconscious reaction; everyone looked up and stared at the sky above them, which looked like a giant fireball exploding.
The blinding light stung their eyes, but no one flinched away. Even though their eyes were hurting, they still shielded them with their arms, wanting to see what was happening.
That place is related to their future life and death.
With a whoosh, several figures quickly dispersed from the sphere of light. Their speed was so great that the warriors of the Three Realms below could not capture their clear appearances, nor could they distinguish who was who.
All the warriors of the Three Realms stared in astonishment at the sky, wondering what was going on.
Suddenly, a person fell directly from the edge of the sphere of light, as if without any support, plummeting straight down as if lifeless.
Just as he was about to crash heavily to the ground, a figure rushed down at lightning speed, caught him, and flew to the side.
"Elder Su, please take care of him." A man was shoved into the arms of Su Hanhao's father, Su Yin, causing the already injured Su Yin to aggravate his injuries.
Just as he was about to rebuke her, he looked up and saw Yu Xinyi with a solemn expression. Looking down, he realized that Yu Jinshuo, who had fallen into a coma, was in his arms.
Yu Jinshuo's eyes were tightly closed, his lips were pale, and there was a thin trace of blood at the corner of his lips, which was obviously caused by the impact of a powerful force.
Could it be that the battle between the Demon Lord and his allies has become this fierce?
Su Yin nervously looked at Yu Xinyi, trying to find out some information, but before he could speak, Yu Xinyi ordered him: "Find someone, light torches."
After saying this, without waiting for Su Yin's reply, Yu Xinyi rushed out quickly. He wanted to see how his father was doing.
When the independent space was suddenly shattered by the power of the ten immortal souls, his father shielded him, which is why he was unharmed. He believed that his father was alright, but he was still a little worried.
Yu Xinyi rushed back to find the Demon Lord. Upon entering, she saw the Demon Lord standing on a slightly elevated hillside, his complexion normal, not appearing injured.
"Dad, are you alright?" Yu Xinyi asked worriedly.
"It's alright." After saying that, the Demon Lord asked again, "Where is Yu Jinshuo?"
"He's fainted." After Yu Xinyi finished speaking, he saw the Demon Lord breathe a sigh of relief and felt a little strange. "Father, are you worried about him?"
“He is your mother’s brother. Now that he poses no threat to you, there is no need for him to die.” The demon lord was telling his son the truth.
The reason I wanted Yu Jinshuo to die before was because his existence would destroy the demon realm. Now that Yu Jinshuo is no longer a threat, he doesn't need to die.
Yu Xinyi did not feel cruel because of her father's indifference; in such matters, survival of the fittest is a natural law.
If they were the weak ones today, they would be the ones to die. There's nothing to complain about; they can only blame themselves for being too weak.
Just then, flames appeared, and the soldiers of the Three Realms had lit their torches.
Besides the orders given by Su Yin, other beings from both the immortal and demon realms also wanted to see clearly what had happened.
As the firelight blazed, everyone could finally see that the number of enemies seemed to have increased, along with those illusory figures, a beautiful white wolf, and the demon god and Liu Lanyan who had not yet appeared.
These are the people who weren't here before. It seems the situation has changed without their knowledge.
After the power of the ten souls broke through the independent space, they did not continue to attack, but waited for the Venerable One's command.
The Venerable One glanced at the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord and said, "Now is the time for the survival of the three realms. Do you two still wish to remain aloof?"
The Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord exchanged a glance, understanding in their hearts who their enemy was at this moment.
The question is, would it be effective for them to fight the demon god together?
The two men's hesitant attitude annoyed the Venerable One, who said coldly, "If you don't fight, you'll only be able to surrender in the end. Do you two even want to give up this last chance?"
"Don't forget what that person's purpose is!" The Venerable One coldly reminded the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord.
The demon god intends to destroy the three realms, not just the immortal realm.
After a quick internal deliberation, the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord made their decision.
The Demon Emperor immediately raised his voice: "Demon warriors, heed my command!"
"Yes!" The remaining demon army responded loudly and in perfect unison.
"Where is the demon army?" the Demon Lord asked loudly.
"Here!" The entire demon army immediately stood up and shouted with high spirits.
His Majesty, in the same cold voice, commanded his troops: "All warriors of the Immortal Realm, heed my command! Swear to fight to the death, until the enemy is dead!"
"The target is..." The Venerable One pointed to a person, and at the same time, the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord gave the same order, saying in unison, "Venerable One!"
The three distinct voices blended together, leaving all the soldiers of the Three Realms dumbfounded, unable to react for a moment to what was happening.
The warriors of the Three Realms are in chaos. Weren't they just enemies a moment ago?
How did we suddenly become comrades-in-arms in the same trench, fighting against the demon god together?
Furthermore, didn't their king (Supreme Lord, Lord) make a mistake?
Let them deal with the demon god?
Should we go to fight them or go to our deaths?
After a brief moment of looking at each other, they immediately charged forward with a deafening roar of battle cries.
They had no choice; since they had gone to war with the army, there were only two words to follow: obedience.
Obey orders.
Mo Yun watched the people rushing towards him quietly, standing still without moving.