On the other side, in the main hall of the Heavenly Court.
The Demon Clan.
Ever since returning to the Heavenly Court, Di Jun had constantly worn a worried and troubled expression.
Ever since his last verbal battle with the Patriarchs of the Three Clans, he had become even more concerned about the future of the Demon Clan.
He had to secure a future for the Demon Clan as soon as possible, find them a way forward, and help them dominate the Primordial World and become its overlord.
That way, he would no longer have to worry about this matter every moment and could finally put his mind at ease.
Now that the Patriarchs of the Three Clans had greatly increased their strength while the Demon Clan was weak and isolated, they definitely could not stand against the three clans without outside help. There was no chance!
The three clans were far too powerful when united. With the Demon Clan's current strength, there was simply no way to match them.
However, if they could not suppress the three clans, then dominating the Primordial World would be nothing but a pipe dream.
At this thought, Di Jun's expression grew even uglier, as though he had eaten dog droppings. He looked utterly awful.
He shook his head helplessly, sighed, and reached up to yank at his hair.
He was so troubled that he pulled out handful after handful of hair.
If this continued, he would probably become a bald Golden Crow!
If he wanted outside help, he still had to seek Empress Nuwa. As long as Empress Nuwa was willing to act, all of the Demon Clan's problems would be solved!
After all, with Nuwa's strength combined with the power of the entire Demon Clan, dealing with those three old fellows would