Below his gaze, Zifu Prefecture lay in ruins, clouds of dust drifting over the devastated landscape.
Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi exchanged a glance, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.
"Elder Brother, that giant hand..."
Still reeling, Donghuang Taiyi blurted out.
Before he could finish, Dijun cut him off in a low voice:
"Say no more!"
Then Yao Emperor Dijun swept his gaze across the Purple Mansion Immortals and continued:
"East King Duke has been executed. Will you not surrender?"
"Those who resist will be shown no mercy!"
"Those who swear allegiance to our Demon Race Heavenly Court may keep their lives!"
At Dijun's words, the Purple Mansion Immortals were shaken, their faces filled with disbelief.
"What?"
"His Majesty is dead?"
"Our Purple Mansion Immortal Court has lost this battle!"
"East King Duke is gone. There's no need for us to keep fighting the Demon Race to the death!"
"..."
Shocked, the surviving Purple Mansion Immortals either pledged allegiance to the Demon Race or left the Purple Mansion and returned to life as Free Cultivators.
At that moment, many mighty figures across the Primordial Wilderness saw what had happened and sighed with emotion.
Wuzhuang Temple.
Ancestor Hong Yun looked astonished and turned to Zhenyuanzi.
"Elder Brother, just as you said earlier, the Purple Mansion lost this battle!"
Zhenyuanzi narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression grave.
He was still thinking about the giant hand that had reached out from the rift in the void.
"Did it come from beyond this world?"
"It shattered even the Dao Ancestor's power with a single blow. It can only have been that old Demon Ancestor!"
Zhenyuanzi sighed in wonder.
Western Realm.
When Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti saw the battle end and the Purple Mansion fall, both were filled with relief.
"Senior Brother,