Eighth Layer of the Primordial Unity Realm! Forcing Dijun to Kill His Own Son! A Cruel Method! (Continued)

The two of them fiercely battled Zhen Yuanzi and Styx while silently drawing the battlefield farther away.

So they would not be severely injured.

Or catch Li Changsheng's attention.

Dijun watched helplessly as he slaughtered his own flesh and blood. Of his bloodline, only four remained!

His heart was filled with grief, indignation, and hatred.

How had it come to this?!

If he had not agreed to Tongtian's request to hunt down Li Changsheng back then, he would not have formed such a grudge.

If he had not agreed to All Saints' attack on the human race, none of this would have happened today!

All these tragedies stemmed from a lack of strength!

Because he was not strong enough, he had no way to deal with Li Changsheng.

Because he was not strong enough, he had no way to refuse All Saints.

In the end, amid the conflict between the Daoist School and the Mystic School, the Demon Race had instead become nothing more than cannon fodder!

Dijun's grief was so great that his heart had died.

His heart had fallen completely silent. Given the chance, he would have likely self-destructed without hesitation.

Yet he could not even self-destruct!

Taiyi was equally enraged.

For the Demon Race to have fallen to such a state was truly infuriating and heartbreaking!

They were Great Powers of heaven and earth too!

To exit the stage so miserably was never what they had wanted!

At that moment, Qinyuan furiously cursed, "Li Changsheng, you executioner!"

"You have no right to call yourself a sect master. You are merely a cruel God of Slaughter!"

"You have committed so many heinous massacres. You will surely die a horrible death!"

Were those Golden Crows not Qinyuan's flesh and blood as well? Now that so many had fallen, Qinyuan