Chương 747: No room for retreat

The apocalypse was finally over. This battle had dealt a heavy blow to the Human race, the Desolate race… as well as the entire world.

The Human and Desolate race had lost numerous elites. The Desolate race's Sacred Spirit had died fighting, while Shepherd Boy, the former Desolate Queen and many legendary Desolate race figures were eviscerated. Many of them had suffered a drop in cultivation realm, and they would not be able to recover in a short period of time.

The Sanctuary Island couple were in a similar situation.

However, other than grief, a dark cloud hung over the Human and Desolate race. All of them knew that the end of the apocalypse was just temporary. The Black-armored Demon God would still return, and the period of time was limited to twenty years…

They still had twenty years to breathe freely, but what could they do during these two decades?

Nurture a successor to resist the Black-armored Demon God? That would be a joke.