Two days passed quickly.
Whether it was the Wei Dynasty of the Tianyuan Continent, the Ten Thousand Mountains, or the Taizhou Mountain Battlefield of the Human Race, everything was exceptionally quiet.
A few days of constant worry.
Emperor Wei, the Nine Thousand Years Prince, and his civil servants and generals were fully prepared for anything.
If a sudden upheaval occurred at the Taizhou Mountain Battlefield, though it would be a shocking event, a thousand years ago, the Human Race was still under the dark era of the Demon Court's slavery, thus they could only gather strength to fight back.
However, they all understood that if those ancestors and powerful pillars were to die in battle, the situation for the Human Race would be even worse than it was a thousand years ago.
