On the other side of the Chaos Battlefield, golden light spread through the void like the first rising sun, illuminating the entire region of Chaos as brightly as day. Within that radiance, the Demon Race army emerged rank by rank, its war banners snapping and demonic auras soaring skyward. Countless demon cultivators stood in orderly battle formations, like a golden ocean surging through Chaos.
Di Jun stood at the forefront of the Demon Race army, wearing an imperial crown and a Golden Crow imperial robe, his body wreathed in the blazing radiance of solar true fire. His eyes burned like twin suns as he surveyed the approaching army of demon puppets, a cold curve forming at the corner of his mouth. Behind him, the army's formations resembled a golden canopy slowly unfurling across the heavens. Each contingent formed its ranks around its own innate divine abilities, standing ready for battle under the command of Demon Saints such as Bai Ze, Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, and Fei Lian.
"Warriors of the Demon Race!" Di Jun's voice echoed through Chaos, bearing the majesty and scorching heat of the sun at its zenith. "Luohu's demon puppet army dreams of trampling the Primordial Wilderness beneath its feet. Today, let them see whether the Demon Race's solar true fire can burn them to ashes!"
The Demon Race army roared its answer in unison, its voices shaking Chaos. Golden demonic aura surged skyward like flames, coalescing in the void into an enormous golden screen of light spanning several Great Thousand Worlds. Patterns of solar true fire flowed across its surface, like miniature suns rising and sinking within it, bathing the entire battlefield in a golden ocean of radiance.
The demon puppet vanguard charged into the golden screen's range first, attempting to break through the Demon Race's