Di Jun, Xi He, and the Demon Race are Shocked!

"Mother!"

Just two words, and Xi He, who had been ashen with despair, froze instantly!

She whirled around, her gaze locking onto the youth beside Tai Yi.

It was him!

He was the one who had just carried Da Yi!

And he stood right next to those eight massive eggs swirling with True Sun Fire!

Xi He's heart nearly stopped in that moment.

Before arriving, she had braced for the worst.

The news of her nine sons' fall had struck her like nine layers of celestial ice, freezing her very soul.

She dared not imagine the gruesome scene, only hoping to recover her children's remains and bring them back to the Sun Star for burial.

Upon reaching the battlefield, her Divine Sense swept frantically—no expected wreckage.

Instead, she saw those eight giant eggs radiating dense Sun Star origin energy, and this strange youth with an odd aura.

An absurd, yet soul-shaking thought had flickered through her despairing heart.

Was he her child?

But the notion was too illusory, too extravagant.

She didn't dare dwell on it, let alone hope!

Afraid that greater hope would only deepen the despair.

She forced herself to look away, focusing on the gravely wounded Tai Yi and the impending great battle.

But now, that single cry of "Mother" instantly dispelled all the gloom and disbelief in her heart!

"You..."

Xi He blurred, appearing before Lu Jun in an instant, faster than even Di Jun could fully track.

She reached out, her fingertips trembling with a cautious, almost reverent touch.

She wanted to caress Lu Jun's face, but her hand stopped mid-air, afraid this was all a mirage.

"Mother, I am Lu Jun!"

Lu Jun spoke with a smile.

Xi He's eyes blazed with light, her former deadness turning to joy: "You are... my... Jun'er?"

Tears streamed uncontrollably from her stunning eyes.

"It's me, Mother!" Lu Jun stepped toward her.

"Good! Good! My good child!"

Xi He could no longer hold back, pulling Lu Jun into a tight embrace.

Feeling her son's real presence and warmth, her nearly shattered heart was finally filled with immense joy.

She lifted her head, her gaze sweeping over the eight giant eggs, brimming with unmatched excitement and hope: "Then they... Bo Huang, Zhong Lang, and the others..."

"Don't worry, Sister-in-law."

Tai Yi's voice rang out at the right moment, carrying a gratified smile but also a hint of gravity.

He looked at Di Jun and the countless elite of the Demon Race behind him, speaking clearly.

"All of this is thanks to the Sixth Prince, Lu Jun! If not for his turning the tide, Bo Huang and the others would have truly... been lost forever!"

"Sixth Prince?"

Di Jun keenly caught the shift in Tai Yi's address.

No longer "nephew Lu Jun," but "Sixth Prince Lu Jun"!

He was building momentum for Lu Jun before the entire Demon Race, establishing his exalted position among them!

Di Jun instantly grasped Tai Yi's deeper intent.

"Tai Yi, you arrived early. Tell me, what exactly happened here?"

"Bo Huang and the others... and your injuries—what's the story?"

Tai Yi took a deep breath: "Big Brother, here's what happened..."

He recounted events one by one.

Da Yi shooting the suns!

Lu Jun's mysterious appearance and turning the tide!

The eight princes' Nirvana into eggs!

His own arrival and battle with the Ancestral Witch!

The Golden Crow Nirvana and Lu Jun's physical mutation, learned from Lu Jun and Da Yi!

As Tai Yi spoke, the shock in Di Jun's eyes—those eyes that held endless stars—grew deeper and deeper!

Nirvana!

The Golden Crow Clan could actually undergo nirvana and be reborn like the Phoenix!

Lu Jun had undergone nirvana on his own, and now possessed physical potential comparable to an Ancestral Witch!

The other eight sons, though they had undergone nirvana with Lu Jun's help and had slightly lesser potential, had still survived!

Every single piece of information struck Di Jun's consciousness like Chaos Divine Thunder!

Xi He's Mind and Spirit swayed even more as she listened, and she tightened her arms around Lu Jun a little further.

So it was true!

Her guess had been right!

Her sons were not dead!

They had undergone nirvana!

The look she gave those eight eggs was filled with boundless love and hope.

"It's good that you lived! It's good that you lived! Nirvana... good! Good! Good! Heaven has not abandoned my sons!"

She said "good" three times in a row, her voice choked with emotion yet full of strength.

Di Jun's shock carried a deeper layer of far-reaching thought.

Nirvana!

What did this mean?

It meant the Golden Crow Clan now had a second life!

It meant they had the possibility of continuing their bloodline through the great tribulations, and even growing stronger!

Lu Jun's body after nirvana was comparable to an Ancestral Witch?

What if he, Di Jun, underwent nirvana?

What if Tai Yi underwent nirvana?

They were already at Quasi-Saint Peak as brothers—if they could strengthen their bodies through nirvana...

Di Jun's gaze involuntarily swept toward the Chaos Bell hovering above Lu Jun and the eight eggs.

Then he looked at Tai Yi, who was bloodied but bright-eyed, his aura carrying a strange excitement.

A thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

No wonder!

No wonder Tai Yi had sent the Chaos Bell away to protect the rear while he himself was covered in wounds.

He even seemed to be seeking battle, seeking injury with a kind of madness!

He was... seeking death!

Seeking the chance for nirvana!

He wanted to use the hands of the Ancestral Witches to test this path of nirvana and gamble on a stronger future!

This resolve and boldness shook Di Jun's heart, while also stirring up an indescribable pride and anticipation!

At that moment, the billion-strong Demon Race Army, which had long been unable to contain itself, finally erupted with earth-shaking cheers and congratulations:

"Congratulations to His Majesty the Demon Emperor! Congratulations to His Majesty the Eastern Emperor! Congratulations to Xi He, the Demon Queen!"

"The Golden Crow Clan has comprehended the supreme divine ability of nirvana, their bloodline elevated—it is the Mandate of Heaven!"

"Nirvana Rebirth, reborn stronger through the flames! The Demon Race shall flourish forever!"

"His Highness the Sixth Prince turned the tide with his divine power—truly the fortune of our Demon Race!"

"The princes undergo nirvana, the Golden Crow shines eternal! The Demon Race rises in glory!"

The mountain-toppling, ocean-roaring waves of sound converged into a torrent, shaking the clouds and echoing across the Prehistoric World!

The frustration of being suppressed by the Ancestral Witches earlier was swept clean away.

Replacing it was an unprecedented surge of excitement and boundless hope for the future!

Di Jun looked at Xi He, who was crying tears of joy while holding Lu Jun in her arms.

He looked at the eight Nirvana Eggs, carrying hope and the future.

He looked at Tai Yi, bloodied yet radiant, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

And then he listened to the billion-strong Demon Race's acclamations—and his chest swelled with pride.

He waved his hand grandly, his authoritative voice drowning out all the clamor:

"Heaven blesses the Golden Crow! Heaven blesses the Demon Race!"

"All soldiers, hear my command—depart immediately, return to the Sun Star! Welcome the prince's nirvana and return!"