Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck Chapter 801: 288: The Mysterious Demon Clan, the Human Clan's Catastrophe (Request for Monthly Tickets)_2

“Zhou Shen” no longer displayed the same level of caution as before; yet, despite his inner impatience, immediate retaliation wasn't on his mind.

The reason was that the other party's efforts were bound to fail. If Master Heavenly Fate could so easily dismantle the stone sarcophagus's intricate formation, wouldn't that render the ultimate trump card, painstakingly laid down by the Four Great Demon Ancestors with their very lives, utterly pathetic?

As anticipated, even after the two Master Heavenly Fate exerted a significant portion of their power, the Blood Line emanating from the stone coffin merely quivered faintly before falling completely still.

It was at this precise moment that “Zhou Shen” casually materialized before the two Master Heavenly Fate, his features contorted into an unconcealed expression of mockery.

The Master Heavenly Fate ceased their attempts, their dejected countenances and heavy hearts palpable.

How could the Heavenly Dao be so cruel?

What transgression had the human race committed to deserve this?

As they gazed upon the fallen human prodigies and demon tribe warriors, whose very flesh and essence were being inexorably absorbed into the stone sarcophagus, causing the Blood Line to grow increasingly robust, their hearts swelled with an overwhelming sense of regret.

It was understood that casualties among both human prodigies and demon tribe warriors were an unavoidable consequence of the grand competition within the Golden Age Fairy Dynasty. However, the chilling realization that these deceased souls were now fueling “Zhou Shen’s” nefarious scheme felt like an egregious act of favoritism by the Heavenly Dao itself.

This thought inflicted a profound and inexpressible agony upon them. Nevertheless, they swiftly resolved to cast this despair aside.

Lamenting the Heavenly Dao alone would yield no beneficial outcome. A viable solution needed to be devised with utmost urgency; otherwise…

They would be relegated to a helpless state, forced to bear witness as the demon tribe's grand design culminated in success, and when the human race's ultimate despair arrived, it would indeed be far too late for any possibility of regret.

The two individuals averted their gazes from “Zhou Shen,” and “Zhou Shen” did not perceive this as an act of disregard.

He, too, could discern the underlying helplessness that gripped the two Master Heavenly Fate, a powerlessness they simply chose not to vocalize.