As the sun and moon turned and the years flowed on, Zhenyuanzi's furious slaying of Dijun and Taiyi's evil corpse outside Longevity Mountain had settled into the Primordial Wilderness's history over several thousand Yuanhui.
During those several thousand Yuanhui, the Demon Race had fallen into an unusually deep silence.
In the past, even the slightest provocation from a Witch Clan tribe or an Immortal Alliance of Rogue Cultivators would have brought a Demon Race army down upon them.
But now, even when Ancestral Witch Gonggong led his forces into clashes with Demon Race patrols along the edge of the East Sea, Taiyi merely ordered a withdrawal without launching any retaliation.
This extraordinary restraint hung over the Primordial Wilderness like a heavy layer of dark clouds, making all sentient beings feel that something was amiss.
Everyone knew the Demon Race's vengeful nature. They would never easily swallow the resentment of Zhenyuanzi destroying Taiyi's evil corpse and Hongyun's self-destruction leaving them empty-handed.
Many Great Divine Power Users hidden among mountains, rivers, and Spirit Veins secretly used their primordial spirits to spy on the Sun Star, where the Demon Race Heavenly Court resided.
Yet all they saw was the Sun Star wrapped in a thick Golden Crow Fire Shield, its internal laws in chaos, making it impossible to discern what was happening within.
"The Demon Race must be plotting something major." Such thoughts lingered in the minds of the great powers, but they had no clues and did not dare investigate recklessly.
After all, Dijun and Taiyi were already Peak Quasi-Saints. Together with the Demon Race's countless armies, they were enough to make any individual great power wary.
For the time being, everyone could only set aside their doubts and shift their attention to another place brimming with vitality—the Human Race.
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