The First Disciple of the Intercepting Sect Relied on Power Bestowed by a Saint, Qingyuan Had Disappeared

No wonder, when he made that decision back then.

He had always felt like he had forgotten something.

There had always been a sense of unease in his heart.

So this was why???

In that moment of sudden realization, Di Jun understood what he had forgotten back then.

He was now in an especially awkward position.

Replying to the First Disciple of the Intercepting Sect would not do.

Nor would remaining silent and sitting here.

He could not possibly watch Qingyuan slaughter every last member of the Demon Race.

"Everyone, how should we handle this?"

Di Jun frowned.

He did not even know how to explain the reason behind all this.

He could only turn his gaze toward the demons, hoping to receive a satisfactory answer.

"Fight!"

Tai Yi's face was icy as he laughed coldly. "Our Heavenly Court has roamed the Primordial Wilderness for countless years. We have fought so many Innate God-Demons, fought the Witch Clan, fought everyone beneath heaven. Are we supposed to fear some insignificant junior now?"

"If we back down like this."

"Wouldn't anyone in the future be able to bully us??"

"We must kill him!"

"Otherwise, where would the Heavenly Court's dignity go?"

Following the Eastern Emperor's roar.

The Demon Saints and Demon Gods all echoed him.

The demons' fighting spirit surged as they refused to yield in the slightest.

Then.

The vast host charged toward the East Sea Coast. The moment they descended, all living beings were terrified and shaken, fearing some dreadful calamity was about to befall them.

"Qingyuan, long time no see!"

Surrounded by the demons like stars surrounding the moon, Di Jun descended to the earth.

He was majestic and imposing.

A vast imperial aura rolled from his body.

Overbearing, mighty, and towering.

What a sovereign of the Demon Race!!!!