"Explode!"
A massive explosion rang out as Ru Shou took two Demon Gods with him.
Zhu Rong was dead, Ju Mang was nearly dead, and Ru Shou had perished alongside his enemies. The Ancestral Witches' hearts had completely died.
Then, a scene that horrified the Demon Clan unfolded. Aside from Di Jiang, who was confronting Di Jun, Tai Yi, who was confronting Zhu Jiuyin, Xuan Ming, and Gonggong—
The remaining Ancestral Witches all charged at the Demon Gods and detonated their Origins together.
In an instant, nine-tenths of the Demon Clan's upper ranks were gone. Aside from Kunpeng, Fuxi, Bai Ze, and Ying Zhao, everyone else returned to heaven and earth alongside the Ancestral Witches.
"Di Jiang, do you insist on mutual destruction?"
Seeing the Demon Clan's upper ranks suffer such devastating losses, Di Jun's face darkened until it seemed ready to drip water.
"Hahahaha!"
Di Jiang threw back his head and laughed.
"Our two clans have always been under Heavenly Dao's calculations. Whether it is you or us, neither side has any chance of victory. Rather than endure Heavenly Dao's punishment after the great calamity, we might as well die in a blaze of glory!"
Long ago, Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jiang had used the Law of Time and Space together to glimpse a corner of the future. They had long foreseen their own fate.
But when fate truly descended, they found it hard to accept. Yet Zhu Rong's death had also made the two of them understand that this was the greater trend of Heavenly Dao. They had no power to change it.
So what if they died? Even in death, they would drag the Demon Clan down with them.
"You lunatics! Fine, you don't want to live? Then none of us will live!"
Di Jun was nearly