"So what do we do next? Evacuate?" Zhao Yuanhu asked with tension in his voice, influenced by the heavy atmosphere in the room.

Pei Yan squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Ruozai thoughtfully, "Wait a bit more?"

"Let's wait a bit more!" Ye Ruozai pondered for a moment and responded.

Pei Yan nodded and said, "Then let's wait a bit more. I think Sifuer should come to negotiate with us tomorrow. If she doesn't, we'll evacuate with the captives and leave by the day after tomorrow. Then, all of you will return to the Foundation Plane, leaving only me behind."

At this point, he interrupted Xia Yu and Zhao Yuanhu, who wanted to speak: "Don't argue, this is an order. I won't delve deeper, I'll only stay at the weak part of the space barrier we've already occupied in the Bull Territory, and continue releasing reconnaissance equipment to monitor the situation. If our assumptions are correct, I'll retreat back to the real world as soon as possible and let other planes prepare for the coming war."

"Don't worry! Their Holy City is still intact!" Lin Junzhao's voice suddenly sounded in Pei Yan's mind, startling him. He quickly blurted out, "How do you know?"

"Are you stupid? Aside from those who have developed their Power of Law by devouring the Origin Law fragments, others can only use abilities by sensing the energy released by their world's source body. Look at the magic power within those Demon Race members in the hall, is it dissipating? If their Holy City truly fell, that old relic would be done for, and most of the Demon Race would naturally lose their Power of Origin, turning into ordinary people like in your world, perhaps just a bit stronger, get it?" Lin Junzhao disdainfully explained as if teaching an idiot.

"Phew!" Hearing that the Holy City might not have fallen yet, Pei Yan was even happier than the Demon Race members like Sifuer. He was still counting on them to hold back the Disaster Legion. After sharing Lin Junzhao's words with his companions, the tense atmosphere in the room finally eased a bit.

"Then let's wait and see what they say!" Pei Yan leaned back in his chair, hands resting behind his head, and remarked.

Sifuer didn't keep them waiting long. Just after dawn the next day, Sifuer, accompanied by Bailang, came to Pei Yan's residence and knocked on the door.

"Give me a glass of that thing you served me before, that, that!" After being greeted and seated inside by Pei Yan, and watching as he ordered a mechanical duplicate to make tea, Sifuer smiled and requested.

"Cola?"

"Yes! Cola! Get me a bottle of that!" Sifuer nodded repeatedly and said.

After twisting open two bottles of icy cola and handing them over, Pei Yan sat across from them, resting his hands on the table, quietly watching them, waiting for them to speak.

"Ah!" After taking a refreshing drink, Sifuer exhaled a long breath, placed the half-full bottle on the table, and slowly began, finger lightly stroking the smooth surface of the bottle, "Mr. Shitang, you must be puzzled by what happened last night."

"Let's be frank, Miss Sifuer, tell me, is there a problem in your Holy City? I want to hear the truth!" Pei Yan cut straight to the chase, not bothering with pleasantries. Although Lin Junzhao said the source of the Hell Plane should be fine, just because it's fine doesn't mean the Holy City is too. If the Holy City were to be breached, leaving him alone to escape, staying here won't have much purpose, so he hoped to get a definitive answer from Sifuer.

"Mr. Shitang, if our Holy City was breached, what would you do?" Before Sifuer could speak, Bailang interjected.

"At this point, there's no need to hide. If the Holy City was breached, I'll lead my subordinates and leave this place directly. If you want, I can take you with me, but only up to ten people as a courtesy for the time we've spent together," Pei Yan candidly offered, tapping on the table.

Sifuer stood up and bowed deeply, "Mr. Shitang, I'm truly touched by your sincerity! If that day ever comes, we will perish with the Demon God, but my younger sister is still small, and I hope Mr. Shitang can take her away and take care of her."

Pei Yan nodded, "So, your Holy City is not having any problems?"

"I swear by my mother's name, the Holy City hasn't encountered a major issue, at least according to the information I have now!" Sifuer resumed her seat and assured with a wry smile.

"Then last night...?" Pei Yan asked with confusion.

"The Holy City is temporarily intact, but we are about to face a grave danger!" Bailang sighed with a worried expression, "Mr. Shitang, do you recall the time when the Disaster Legion mysteriously left their posts while defending the space barrier during your breakout?"

"I remember! I even asked you to investigate if something major had happened. Is this related?" Pei Yan nodded, puzzled.

"It is related to this matter. At that time, we didn't understand, but we do now. Our Star Lord was captured by the Disaster Legion during that operation!"

"Star Lord?" Pei Yan furrowed his brow. Having been in the Hell Plane for so long, this was his first time hearing this term.

"Yes, Star Lord!" Sifuer continued while unbuttoning her collar, taking out a star chart from her snow-white neck, and handing it to Pei Yan. Pei Yan took the star chart and recognized it from the pattern: "Isn't this the star chart that used to be embedded on Raphael's chest? Is this the control star chart for this refuge?"

"Exactly!"

Pei Yan lowered his head and examined it again. The star chart's glow had dimmed considerably since he first saw it. At this moment, Sifuer explained, "On our Hell Plane, besides the supreme Demon God, the highest powers belong to the Princes of each territory, the Grand Dukes, then the Demon God's Personal Guard, and Star Lords. If the Demon Royal Guard possesses formidable strength, then it's the various Star Lords who provide magical attack capabilities to the Demon Race. By using the Demon God's power to trigger the magic released from the star chart, it's these Star Lords who convert that power."

"Oh! There are such secrets!" Since the Battle of the Bull Territory, Pei Yan had taken an interest in the star chart, and he turned the star chart in his hand, remarking, "So if the Star Lord is captured, you can't use your magic?"

Sifuer shook her head and said, "The Star Lords who conduct magical attacks are all in the Holy City to protect the Demon God. Moreover, even if these Star Lords were to be sacrificed or captured, new Star Lords would replace them. The issue lies not with the magic star chart's Star Lord, but with the Star Lord corresponding to the refuge's star chart!"

At this point, Sifuer took the star chart back from Pei Yan's hands and continued, "At the time, the Disaster Legion attacked fiercely, cutting off and besieging our forces. Helpless, we had to collectively break through to the Holy City. However, the Demon God left behind four Star Lords to guard the four directions to care for the Demon Race scattered in enemy-occupied zones and preserve strength. It was precisely by relying on these four Star Lords' Power of Space that these sanctuary camps were established."

Upon saying this, Sifuer's face showed sorrow and hatred as she said bitterly, "But now, of the four Star Lords left behind, one has been discovered and captured alive by the Disaster Legion!"