This was an iron law of victory, proven time and again.
Bai Qi had repeatedly used it in the past to reverse the battle situation and win sweeping victories.
At this moment, on Blazing Sun Island.
Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood side by side, gazing at the Demon Race powerhouses streaming in from every direction, their expressions pleased.
"Big Brother, it seems the grand tide is already in our hands.
To restore the ancient Demon Race's glory is no longer an empty dream."
Seeing the forces under his command grow stronger by the day, Eastern Emperor Taiyi could hardly contain the exhilaration in his heart.
After all, everything had now fallen into place—
Thinking back to when they had first returned to the Primordial Wilderness several decades ago, let alone commanding troops and generals, they had scarcely possessed the strength to protect themselves;
nine-tenths of their cultivation had been lost, and they spent every day in Closed Door Meditation, cultivating bitterly for fear of being slaughtered by others.
They had not even possessed the confidence to raise their heads and look at the sky, only hoping that one day they could return to their peak.
Who could have imagined that in merely a few decades, the two brothers would not only fully recover their former cultivation, but also break through and advance even further?
Now they recruited the worthy and gathered allies into an army, with every step going smoothly, as though they were favored by the Mandate of Heaven.
Even they themselves felt that Old Heaven truly favored them.
So the sons chosen by heaven really did live up to their name!
Seated in the place of honor, Dijun gave a slight nod.
Though his thoughts ran deep and his face remained calm and unruffled, the ease in