Dijun was overjoyed.
What he had been worried about was that a Saint might intervene when they attacked the Dragon Clan.
"Thank you, Your Holiness!"
After thanking Nuwa Saint, Dijun wasted no time and immediately returned to the Heavenly Court.
Meanwhile, inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall of the Heavenly Court,
all the demons waited, uncertain and uneasy.
They all knew that the Yao Emperor had summoned them here because he had something important to announce.
And it was very likely that they were about to go to war with the Witch Clan.
The next moment, a flash of light appeared, and Dijun materialized atop the imperial throne.
Seeing Dijun return, all the demons bowed in unison.
"Greetings, Your Majesty, Yao Emperor!"
Dijun sat high on the throne, radiating authority.
Then his gaze swept over the Demon Race's assembled leaders, and he announced,
"I have summoned you all here today for one reason."
He paused briefly, then continued,
"That is... to subjugate the Dragon Clan!"
As soon as Dijun spoke,
the demons in the hall were stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.
"What?"
"Subjugate the Dragon Clan?"
"What's going on?"
"Why are we targeting the Dragon Clan?"
"..."
All the demons looked astonished.
They had assumed they were about to go to war with the Witch Clan.
Who could have guessed they would instead be marching against the Dragon Clan?
Seeing their uncertainty, Dijun furrowed his brows slightly and asked in a deep voice,
"What?"
"Are you afraid?"
The Dragon Clan was one of the three great Primordial races, and in Ancient Times, it had been a dominant force in the Primordial Wilderness.
But after the war among the three races, the Dragon Clan had fallen into decline.
The demons weren't afraid, as Dijun suggested.
They simply hadn't expected Dijun to