Prelude to the Final Battle, Devil Ancestor Appears

Inside the great hall, the air of grim killing intent froze in an instant.

The Heavenly Dao had reached perfection, the Devil Ancestor had broken his seal—these changes, one after another, heralded that the final decisive battle had already drawn open its curtain.

Zhou Ming withdrew his gaze. Not the slightest panic showed on his face, and his voice was steady as a mountain.

"Taiyi, Di Jun."

The two immediately stepped forward and bowed as they answered.

"Present."

"You two, gather the Demon Race at once and head to the western entrance of the Demon Realm."

Taiyi and Di Jun did not hesitate in the slightest. They cupped their hands to receive the order, then turned into two streaks of Golden Light and shot out of Pangu Hall.

Zhou Ming's gaze then turned to Tongtian and the East King Duke.

"You two, proceed to the Heavenly Court immediately. Summon Haotian, and all the Celestial Officials that Yaochi has mobilized, then integrate the old forces of the Immortal Court and head to the entrance of the Demon Realm."

"Yes!"

The East King Duke and Tongtian exchanged a glance, then also turned into flowing light and sped away.

Finally, Zhou Ming looked at Wu.

"Daoist Friend Wu, go to Huoyun Cave and summon the Human Clan's powerhouses."

"Understood." Wu nodded, and his figure likewise vanished.

Only after arranging all of this did Zhou Ming look at everyone in the hall.

"Daoist Friends, come with me to take a look at the entrance of the Demon Realm."

"Good!"

The power of the law of space around Di Jiang's body rippled faintly, his battle intent soaring.

Zhen Yuanzi stroked his long beard, his expression solemn.

"I was just intending to go meet this legendary Devil Ancestor."

The crowd said no more. Following Zhou Ming