Once the Witch Clan and Demon Race entered the fray, they swept across the battlefield in an instant.
The stalemate collapsed. The angels and other lackeys of the Heavenly Dao fell back step by step, their defensive lines crumbling until they broke completely.
Terrified, the surviving forces of the Heavenly Dao abandoned the battlefield and fled in every direction, desperate for a chance to escape with their lives.
The Witch Clan and Demon Race did not pursue them. They let the remnants run.
Everyone knew that as long as those remnants remained within the Heaven-Connecting Road, they were trapped. Their destruction was only a matter of time.
The fighting died down, and smoke drifted across the sky.
The Demon Lord and Dugu Baitian stepped forward together and bowed solemnly to the Ancestral Witches and Seven Emotions Emissaries. "Thank you for coming to our aid, fellow Daoists."
Behind them, the surviving ancient gods looked up and studied the forces from the Primordial Wilderness with awe and curiosity.
"So these are the powerhouses of the Primordial Wilderness... Their strength truly lives up to its reputation!" the ancient gods marveled to themselves.
After witnessing the two factions fight, they finally understood that the might of the Primordial Wilderness was no exaggeration.
Zhu Jiuyin looked at Dugu Baitian and the other gods, battered but unbroken, and smiled. "You've done more than enough. Leave the fighting that remains to us."
Dugu Baitian shook his head slightly, resolve firm in his eyes. The ancient gods beside him were just as steadfast. Not one stepped back.
"This is the world we were born in and fought to protect. How could we stand aside when disaster threatens it?"
Zhu Jiuyin studied the bloodied, unyielding gods. Moved, he finally nodded. "Very well. Then we'll fight side by side and