Only the faint sound of starlight flowing and the suppressed breathing of the crowd remained inside the hall.
Di Jun slowly rose to his feet, his imperial robes fluttering without wind, and behind him appeared an unimaginably vast phantom of Primordial Wilderness star map!
Every star is connected to the projection on the roof of the palace, and every ray of light that connects extends downwards, subtly linking with the Luck of countless demon beings on the Primordial Earth!
Within this magnificent star map of light and shadow, countless tiny points of light, representing the people of the demon race, twinkle.
Interspersed among them were large, glaring, writhing black stains that exuded an ominous aura!
Like a leech, they greedily absorbed the brilliance of the star map and constantly emitted a dark aura, attempting to pollute more of the light!
Di Jun stretched out his finger and drew a line through the air towards the dirtiest black spots!
"Sizzle--!"
A golden thread, condensed purely from the Solar True Fire, like a blade of Heavenly Dao, instantly severed the light connecting the black dots to the main body of the star map!
The severed black dot suddenly dimmed and twisted, as if emitting a silent wail, before finally dissipating completely into the void.
The brilliance of the entire star chart seemed to become even purer and more dazzling at this moment!
"What do you know?!"
Di Jun's voice was like ancient ice, cold and piercing, containing an unquestionable determination and the ruthlessness of an emperor.
"These karmic obstacles and malignant tumors, if left in the demon race, will only be like maggots clinging to the bone, constantly eroding the foundation of our race's Luck!"
They draw upon the resources of our cultivation! Their very existence is a desecration of all the warriors who fought and bled for the future of the demon race! Hesitation will only lead to chaos!
He withdrew his finger, looked down at the silent ministers below, and spoke with unwavering resolve:
"My mind is made up on this matter!" He turned his gaze to Shang Yang, his expression brooking no refusal.
During these ten long Kalpa of time, you must intensify your cultivation and, more importantly, gather all beings in the clan at the Golden Immortal realm or above to the Ninth Heaven."
Di Jun stood proudly atop the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, his voice booming like a bell, carrying an undeniable majesty.
"I desire to Universe in one battle! If we win, my demon race will become the sole ruler of the Primordial Wilderness world, exclusively enjoying the boundless Luck of heaven and earth;
If we fail, all of you will perish and be annihilated, with no chance of reincarnation. This is our demon race's only chance!
"Hiss--"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall gasped, their faces filled with horror.
Normally, although everyone shouts "Exterminate the Witch Clan".
But that was just empty talk.
Everyone knows how terrifying the Twelve Ancestral Witches are—they are twelve Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, each wielding a Great Dao of Law. Their physical bodies are as strong as innate Innate Spiritual Treasure. Even Quasi-Sage experts might not be able to gain the slightest advantage when they fight them.
What's even more terrifying is that these barbarians of the Witch Clan are all fearless of death...
If things really come to a head and a major war breaks out, it's hard to predict whether the demon race will gain any advantage.
Only Eastern Emperor Taiyi gleamed with excitement.
To become the sole ruler of heaven and earth... such a scene of peak Luck, even without the assistance of Hongmeng Purple Qi, might allow one to seize the opportunity to Attain Sagehood!
Dongguan Tai Yi clenched his fists, his body writhing with the Golden Crow True Fire, unable to contain his fighting spirit any longer.
Now I have only one belief in my heart: to kill the Twelve Ancestral Witches...
Even Kong Xuan was secretly alarmed.
Di Jun's words reveal an ambition that is far too grandiose...
Even at the height of their power, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans still failed to achieve their grand ambition of unifying the world, ultimately ending up scattered and desolate.
And they are burdened with boundless karma...
Although the Demon Race Fortune are currently at their zenith, no one present is more aware of the cruelty of the Tribulation than he, the direct descendant of the Yuanfeng —once caught in it, there will be raging blood and fire, and utter annihilation.
Looking at the increasingly excited demon immortals in the hall, he sighed inwardly, fearing this battle would be difficult, and wondering if his teacher had any confidence...
"Alright, Nephew Kong Xuan."
Di Jun's gaze fell on Kong Xuan, and his tone softened slightly.
"Go back and tell Fellow Qing Huan that the Heavenly Court has made all the necessary preparations, and that when he has free time, he would like to visit the Heavenly Court for a chat."
"I will obey Your Majesty's orders."
Kong Xuan bowed and responded.
"This disciple will certainly convey the message. In that case, I will not disturb the seniors' discussion any longer, and will take my leave now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of multicolored light, burst through the palace gate, and sped off towards Yingzhou Island.
After Kong Xuan left, Jiu Ying stared in the direction where the streak of light had disappeared, and clicked her tongue, saying:
"Kong Xuan is indeed a promising talent for our demon race. It's a pity that the Phoenix Clan is unwilling to participate in the war; otherwise, our clan's fighting strength would definitely be further enhanced."
Di Jun glanced at him but didn't reply. Instead, he said loudly:
"I also have a formation here called the 'Hunyuan River Diagram and Luo Script Great Formation'. This formation evolved from the River Diagram and Luo Script, and is laid out in imitation of the landscape of the Primordial Wilderness mountains and rivers. It is based on the Way of Innate Eight Trigrams and has established eight gates of life and death. It can simulate the illusion of billions of years of time passing, and is an unparalleled choice for both offense and defense."
After a pause, his gaze swept over the crowd:
"Next, we must work together to properly set up this formation, practice diligently, and ensure that we can control and utilize it with ease."
"The Hunyuan River Diagram and Luo Script Great Formation?"
"It can actually simulate an illusion of billions of years of time?"
Upon hearing this, the people in the hall immediately erupted in excitement, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.
The Great Formation of the Stars was already astonishing, but now there's another array with unparalleled offensive and defensive capabilities. If these two arrays are used in combination, how can the Witch Clan not be destroyed?
Tai Yi laughed:
"Eldest Brother has such a trump card! With the help of this formation, even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves came, these barbarians would not return alive!"
Di Jun revealed a confident smile:
"Our demon race possesses two great formations, the Zhou Tian Star Dou and the Hun Yuan He Luo, in response, along with Fellow Daoist Qing Huan..."
This time, we must let the Witch Clan know who the true ruler of the Primordial Wilderness is!
The immortals inside the hall roared in agreement, their fighting spirit surging like a tidal wave. Even the beams and pillars of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall seemed to tremble slightly under this powerful aura...
Only a few survivors who had endured the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation watched Di Jun's resolute figure with a hint of worry in their eyes—the path to supremacy was always paved with bones. Could this battle truly Universe, as Di Jun claimed?
Above the nine heavens, clouds and mist churned, seemingly foreshadowing the bloody Great Tribulation that would engulf the entire Primordial Wilderness world in the future.
This is a decisive battle concerning the fate of heaven and earth, a contest that will determine whether the demon race or the Witch Clan will become the ruler of the Primordial Wilderness.
Faced with this Great Tribulation, both the demon race and the Witch Clan will pay a heavy price.
The ultimate victor will possess the immense Luck of heaven and earth, becoming the true ruler of the Primordial Wilderness world...
The answer to all of this may only be revealed after the Witch and Demon's Bloodfire Great Tribulation...