"Hmph, the mighty Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Court actually dared to strike at a Grand Luo Golden Immortal. What a disgrace to the Demon Clan."
Di Jiang tore through space and stepped in front of Houyi, glaring fiercely at Di Jun.
"Di Jiang, move aside. Whoever dares kill my son must die, even if they are from the Witch Clan."
Di Jun did not care who the killer was. Anyone who dared touch his son had to die.
"Heh, Di Jun, Di Jun, why don't you take a look at what your sons did? Look at the Primordial Land. Those are all your sons' handiwork."
Di Jiang mocked him. If he had not been worried about driving Di Jun into a corner, he would not even have bothered speaking to him.
Only then did Di Jun look over the Primordial Land. Everywhere his gaze reached, the Myriad Spirits were drowning in misery, with every race suffering devastating casualties.
Across the Primordial Land, corpses lay everywhere. Solar True Fire still scorched some of the bodies, and when the wind blew, the ashes scattered with the dust.
Di Jun froze. His sons had done this? At that moment, he suddenly sensed countless strands of Karmic Sin converging upon the Heavenly Court's pillar of Auspicious Qi.
The pillar of Auspicious Qi, which had previously contained only a trace of red, was now covered in Karmic Sin. Even its golden radiance was obscured by a blood-red glow.
What exactly had those fools done to bring such enormous Karmic Obstacles upon the Demon Clan?
But when he remembered Xi He's grief-stricken appearance, Di Jun could no longer care about anything else. No matter what his sons had done, it was not for the Witch Clan to handle. They had killed his sons, and this