To Prove One's Resolve Through Death, Burning One's Boats

Taiyi and Changxi had mobilized the strength of their entire clan to conquer Heaven, seeking to overturn the Heavenly Court's order and unleash boundless slaughter. Since they had chosen the path of war, they had to bear every variable that arose on the battlefield.

Seizing an opponent's weakness to win the game was the best strategy in war. If daoist friend Kunpeng found such methods contemptible, then as you now roamed the Primordial World, scheming against clans and laying plans among the races, how could you claim to be honorable and aboveboard?

Kunpeng's expression darkened slightly. He did not continue the verbal dispute, instead turning to look at Taiyi, whose heart was still torn by indecision.

At that moment, Taiyi's resolve still wavered. The order to withdraw had already been issued. His concern for his flesh and blood weighed deep upon his soul, yet the pain of the Ten Great Demon Gods' deaths and the enormous price paid in the Heaven-Conquering War also rested heavily on his shoulders.

Kunpeng strode forward and stopped before Taiyi. His gaze was incomparably solemn as he spoke in a deep voice, his words filled with earnest persuasion:

"Taiyi, you must not withdraw!"

"Think carefully. If you lead the Demon Court's army away today, then the Ten Great Demon Gods who died before will have perished in vain. They gave up their lives and marched onto the battlefield to conquer Heaven, hoping that the Demon Clan could seize the greater momentum. Yet if the army retreats in the end, their sacrifices will lose all meaning. How will you face the billions of people of the Demon Court? How will you face the tribes left behind by the Ten Great Demon Gods?"

"Furthermore, retreating is by no means a way to preserve Xihe and the children.