News that the Witch Clan had been defeated and the Demon Race had won a sweeping victory spread across the Primordial World in an instant.
None of the various factions or powerful beings in the Primordial World had expected such a close-fought battle to be completely turned around by the Demon Race.
And in the end, it seemed that Hong Jun had reaped the rewards.
The living beings of the Primordial World all praised Hong Jun's merit.
"The Dao Ancestor has a benevolent heart. He couldn't bear to see the living beings of the Primordial World suffer, so he personally stepped in and subdued both the Witches and the Demons, preventing the flames of war from spreading further."
"Only someone like the Dao Ancestor would care about us, the little folk at the bottom of the Primordial World."
"Oh, give me a break. Just the other day, I saw Ba Boben, the brother of Benboba, get eaten by a powerful being simply because he was too weak. He thought just like you. He couldn't beat the other guy, but he could've run away. Instead, he fell to his knees and begged the Dao Ancestor for help—and got swallowed whole."
"Huh? This..."
Even so, most of the living beings in the Primordial World were deeply grateful to Hong Jun.
What frustrated Hong Jun was that this battle between the Witches and the Demons should have been evenly matched.
How had the Demon Race ended up with several more Innate Supreme Treasures and Innate Supreme Spiritual Treasures?
Even he couldn't divine anything about the spiritual treasures.
As for Mo Huang, Li Mo, he had tried to divine his fate more than once.
The result had been nothing.
Going by what had happened, Mo Huang, Li Mo, had been the key to the