The Demon Race Heavenly Court of old.
Majestic and magnificent.
It had truly been a sight of golden radiance streaming like rainbows, with auspicious purple mists billowing in countless layers.
It was a supreme holy land.
But after the decisive battle between the Witch and Demon races, it had undergone earth-shaking changes.
At this moment, what met Qin Mu's eyes was a scene of heart-rending desolation.
The palaces that had once boasted carved beams and painted rafters, with glazed tiles for roofs, now lay in ruins.
Massive jade pillars had toppled and broken, while the immortal clouds that lingered in the air carried a hint of lifeless gloom.
The air was thick with the lingering aura of tribulation and calamity.
"What a desolate sight!"
"One decisive battle between the Witch and Demon races, and the Celestial Realm has been ruined to this extent!"
After taking a brief look around, Qin Mu couldn't help sighing.
Although he knew full well that the Demon Race Heavenly Court could never have survived the Witch-Demon Tribulation of Calamity intact,
seeing the desolation with his own eyes still stirred something in him.
"Hoo..."
After pausing for a moment, Qin Mu let out a long breath and muttered to himself:
"Although I've obtained the position of Heavenly Court's ruler,"
"rebuilding the Heavenly Court won't be easy."
"I wonder how Dao Ancestor managed to persuade the Heavenly Dao?"
At the thought, Qin Mu furrowed his brow slightly.
Earlier, in Zixiao Palace, the Heavenly Dao Will had descended, clearly opposed to him becoming the ruler of the Heavenly Court.
But after Dao Ancestor and the Heavenly Dao Will had negotiated, Qin Mu had ultimately succeeded in obtaining authority over the Celestial Realm.
"Could it... be because of the great calamity in the Primordial Wilderness Dao Ancestor mentioned?"
Suddenly,