Meanwhile, outside the Wa Huang Palace.
Di Jun and his eldest son had just arrived and had not yet announced their arrival when they also felt the terrifying tremor of bloodline severance!
His body swayed violently, nearly falling from the clouds. His face instantly lost all color. The majesty of the Heavenly Emperor vanished at this moment, leaving only the immense grief of a father who had lost his son.
"My son... my son!!"
Di Jun looked up to the sky and roared in grief, his voice shaking the chaos, tears mixed with golden blood sliding down from the corners of his eyes.
The eldest golden crow in the father's arms seemed to sense his father's grief and the loss of their shared bloodline, and let out mournful cries.
The gates of the Wa Huang Palace opened silently, and the figure of the Saint Nuwa appeared. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, yet tinged with indifference and helplessness. Looking at the grief-stricken Di Jun, she sighed:
"Heavenly Emperor, such is our calamity; please accept my condolences."
"Sage!"
Di Jun suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with deep-seated hatred and madness.
"The Witch Clan killed my beloved son; this is an irreconcilable hatred! I beg the Sage to consider our past ties with the demon clan and protect my last remaining bloodline!"
I, Di Jun, swear today that I will lead billions of demons from the Heavenly Court in a decisive battle against the Witch Clan, sacrificing my life to make the Witch Clan pay for their blood debt!
Nuwa remained silent for a moment.
Although she Holy Mother of the Human Race and her karmic Karma with the demon race had faded, she was still Sage of the demon race, and her creation of humans and her sainthood also borrowed the Demon Race Fortune.
Now that the demon race has suffered such a great calamity, and Di Jun has personally come to entrust his orphan to her care, she cannot completely refuse.
"Very well, this child may remain in the Wa Huang Palace as a page, ensuring his safety. However, even Sage cannot defy the great calamity of heaven and earth. I will not interfere in the conflict between the witches and Witch and Demon."
Nuwa ultimately made a decision that was both to repay the Karma and to follow the general trend of Heavenly Dao.
Di Jun bowed in gratitude once more and handed his eldest son over to the attendant before Nuwa.
She gazed deeply at her child, as if trying to etch his image into her soul, then resolutely turned and transformed into a blazing rainbow, heading straight for the Heavenly Court! Her sorrow had transformed into a vengeful flame that would consume everything!
The Heavenly Court, the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
When Tai Yi and Di Jun returned one after the other, filled with murderous intent and grief, the entire Heavenly Court was shrouded in an atmosphere of solemnity and shared hatred.
The news of the eight golden crows' demise has spread, igniting a raging fire of anger in the hearts of all demons!
"My demon brethren!"
Di Jun sat high on his throne, his voice hoarse yet carrying an undeniable resolve.
"The barbarians of the Witch Clan have gone too far! They killed my beloved son and slaughtered my kin! Only blood can wash away this hatred!"
Today, I, Di Jun, swear in the name of the Heavenly Emperor, and I, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, bear witness in the name of the Eastern Emperor, that with the full might of the demon race, we will flatten Buzhou Mountain and annihilate the Witch Clan! If we fail, we will perish!
"Flatten Buzhou Mountain! Annihilate the Witch Clan!"
"Avenge the Crown Prince! Wipe the shame of the demon race!"
The roars of countless demon soldiers converged into a terrifying sound wave, shaking even the Thirty-Three Heavens!
Kunpeng hid among the Demon Saint, head bowed, a cold smile of triumph playing on his lips.
Very well, the flames of hatred have been ignited, and Di Jun and Tai Yi's mind is in turmoil. His opportunity has arrived.
He secretly sent orders to his trusted confidants, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the Heavenly Court at the crucial moment, seizing the coveted River Diagram and Luo Script, and... even more benefits.
"Sacrifice, the Witch-Slaying Sword!"
Di Jun waved his hand, and the divine sword, radiating murderous aura, floated in the air, its tip pointing directly towards Buzhou Mountain.
"Arrange the Ten Thousand Demon Formation!"
Tai Yi struck the Eastern Emperor Bell, its resounding sound commanding the energy of all Yao Qi, condensing it into a world-destroying power.
"Set off!"
With a command from Di Jun, the massive demon army, blotting out the sky, surged out of the South Heaven Gate like a raging torrent, carrying endless hatred and killing intent, heading towards Buzhou Mountain and the stronghold of the Witch Clan!
As for the Witch Clan, after experiencing the Golden Crow Calamity and the fall of Kuafu, their emotions were already running high.
Eleven Ancestral Witch gathered in the Pangu Hall, their malevolent aura soaring to the heavens.
"The demon race has gone too far! They allowed their son to commit atrocities and slaughter our people! Although Hou Yi shot down the demon bird, Kuafu died because of it!"
This grudge will be avenged!
The voice of the Ancestor Witch Di Jiang was icy cold, and the space trembled in response.
"War! Annihilate the demon race and bring this Primordial Wilderness world completely under the control of our Witch Clan!"
The Fire Ancestral Witch, Zhurong, roared, his body engulfed in raging flames.
"Bu, the Great Array of Dutian Divine Fiend and Demons (incomplete)! Although we cannot condense the true form of the Father God, we will still show the demon race our power!"
The Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin, issued a command.
Countless warriors of the Witch Clan roared and followed their Ancestral Witch, surging out from Buzhou Mountain like a black tide, to meet the torrent of demons descending from the sky!
The two Primordial Wilderness overlords, who had accumulated countless Kalpa of hatred and conflict, erupted completely at this moment!
The ultimate battle that will determine the future of the Primordial Wilderness —the final war Witch and Demon —has officially begun its bloody battle at the Buzhou Mountain!
Deep within the void, the Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan silently observed all of this.
"Destiny and fate are intertwined, Karma are cyclical. Di Jun, Tai Yi, whether you can seize that Thread of Life depends on your own Creation..."
Buzhou Mountain, the vast and boundless Primordial Earth has now become a battlefield of carnage.
Above the heavens, the demon race's Heavenly Court's army of hundreds of millions, with banners obscuring the sun and Yao Qi churning, coalesced into a boundless expanse of dark clouds.
Di Jun was dressed in the robes of the Heavenly Emperor, with the River Diagram and Luo Script above his head, which evolved into the illusory images of the All the Stars in the Heavens the heavens. Although he could not summon real star power to form the Great Formation of the Stars, the vast power of the stars still empowered him, making his aura as deep and unfathomable as a prison.
He gripped the Witch-Slaying Sword, its murderous aura soaring to the heavens, his eyes icy cold. Only when he swept his gaze over the Witch Clan below did he unleash a flame of hatred that could burn everything to ashes.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood beside Di Jun, with the Chaos Bell hovering above his head, emitting countless strands of Xuanhuang Qi. The bell's soft chime stabilized the Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, suppressing the primordial world.
His expression was calm, but the golden flames of anger that ignited deep within his eyes because of his nephew's death were more intense than the Solar True Fire.
His gaze was fixed on Hou Yi, who held the divine bow and whose aura Hou Yi somewhat weak, within the Witch Clan's formation.
Beside Di Jun and Tai Yi, the Moon God Chang Xi and the Sun Goddess Xi He also revealed their true forms.
Chang Xi was surrounded by the Taiyin Moon Essence, yet it carried a chilling killing intent that could freeze one's soul. In her hand, a Moon Essence Wheel spun, cutting through the void.
Xi He was like the Greater Yang walking among mortals, surrounded by golden divine flames. Wherever her gaze fell, space distorted. Her hatred for the Witch Clan reached its peak due to the pain of losing her son.
The four supreme demons stood side by side, their power shaking the heavens and earth, causing billions of demons to roar in unison, their voices shattering the Yunxiao!
Below, the Witch Clan army surged like a black tide, their murderous aura soaring to the heavens, their blood and qi coalescing into billowing smoke that shot straight towards the heavens!
The ten Ancestral Witch, led by Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin (although Houtu has reincarnated, the Witch Clan may have a secret method to temporarily condense her form, or a great witch may temporarily take her place to maintain the basic framework of the Dutian Divine Fiend Grand Array) stood at the forefront.
The Ancestral Witch True Body, sometimes with a human face and a bird's body, sometimes with a python's head and a human body, sometimes riding a black dragon and wearing green snakes in her ears... Each form is different, yet all exude a savage, violent, and terrifying aura capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart.