What did this prove? The answer was obvious.
The Ten Golden Crows had all descended upon the mortal world. That was sure to cause a great disaster.
And under the circumstances, things seemed to have gone beyond their control.
"Eastern Emperor, don't get worked up yet. The flames on him are terrifying. I'm afraid they've already evolved into True Sun Fire."
"Even if we want to find out what happened, we have to contain the flames first. You and I might be able to withstand them, but what about everyone below?"
After hearing Di Jun's words, the agitation on Eastern Emperor Taiyi's face quickly faded.
He was right.
They could withstand it, but what about their subordinates?
The Witch-Demon War was still to come. If too many of their subordinates died because of what happened today,
then they might not even be able to achieve a stalemate. They would be certain to lose.
At last, the two mighty figures joined forces and gradually drew in the Sun Fire around Lu Ya.
Only after it had been formed into a seal did they breathe a sigh of relief. The heat in the Heavenly Court had completely vanished, and everything had returned to normal.
"Lu Ya, tell me what happened."
Eastern Emperor Taiyi grabbed Lu Ya and returned to the Heavenly Court with Di Jun and the others.
Lu Ya's face was still full of terror. When he saw his father, a hint of grievance appeared on his face.
He then recounted everything, from the moment he and his nine brothers had run off to play to the point where only he was left.
The atmosphere throughout the Heavenly Court instantly turned tense.
A wave of overwhelming force burst from Eastern Emperor Taiyi, surging like a raging tide.
At that moment, even Di Jun, standing beside him, felt immense pressure.
That was right. Eastern Emperor Taiyi was furious.
He loved his ten sons dearly. No matter what they did wrong, he could never bring himself to beat or scold them.
Yet now, they had merely gone out once, and only his youngest son remained.
The others had all died at Hou Yi's hands.
Kuafu had even tried to chase down his last surviving son.
If Kuafu had been strong enough, he would have succeeded.
"Witch Race. Hou Yi. Kuafu. Very well... I'll remember you."
After coldly gritting out those words, Eastern Emperor Taiyi started toward the exit.
"Brother Eastern Emperor, don't be so hasty. If you go to the Witch Race alone, you might suffer a serious loss."
"And don't forget, the Witch-Demon War will begin before long. You're one of our leading figures."
Eastern Emperor Taiyi stopped in his tracks.
But the chill surrounding him did not fade.
"I don't care how you plan things, but the war is coming sooner now. In a while, you'll come with me to the Witch Race."
With that, Eastern Emperor Taiyi turned and headed deeper into the Heavenly Court.
Di Jun also breathed a slight sigh of relief.
He couldn't know what state Eastern Emperor Taiyi was in now.
But anyone would be furious if nine of their ten sons were killed.
Di Jun didn't know whether he could have stayed as rational as Eastern Emperor Taiyi if it had happened to him.
Probably not.
But the Witch and Demon Races already had deep-seated grievances between them. After this, avoiding a war would be difficult.
Just as the Chat Group's replies had said, a war between the Witch and Demon Races was imminent.
And they weren't the only ones furious. The other races were enraged as well.
Caught completely off guard, they had endured such intense heat, and countless members of their races had died.
Even Nuwa, despite being so close, had expended half the power within her body.
Only then had she managed to shield all of Buzhou Mountain.
As a result, her aura was now unstable.
She had originally intended to fuse with the Power of Creation and take her strength to a new level.
She had never expected things to turn out this way.
And it had all started with the Heavenly Court.
Nuwa had always leaned strongly toward the Demon Race, but now she felt some resentment toward them.
Even her earlier plan to join the Heavenly Court had lost much of its appeal.
If she couldn't obtain a reward from the Chat Group to restore the half of her power she had expended, it would take a Kalpa to recover.
With that much time, she could have done so many things if she had used it to fuse with the Power of Creation.
That wasn't all. The spot where the Sun Fire had burned the golden arrow belonging to Hou Yi was still ablaze.
But the golden arrow itself had vanished.
If anyone could have taken it, it could only have been Hou Yi.
Yet the continually burning Sun Fire was a huge problem in its own right.
Originally, the Primordial World had been shrouded in chaos. But at some point, a sun had appeared in the sky.
And now, with Lu Ya's arrival, a new blaze of Sun Fire had emerged on top of the existing Sun Fire.
The entire mortal world was like a furnace,
roasting everyone trapped within it.
Every race was suffering, except the Heavenly Court, which seemed entirely unaffected by the rest of the world.
Only within its boundaries could people escape the scorching heat.
But the other races were in dire straits.
Even the East Sea, protected by Kunpeng and the others, was steadily losing water.
The anger in Kunpeng's heart grew even stronger.
After all, the East Sea was his home. Though the Primordial World had many oceans,
this was the one place with the most abundant spiritual energy. It was also the best place for cultivation.
If he left, his progress would slow considerably.
How could Kunpeng possibly accept that?
Meanwhile, the sky above the Western Teachings seemed to be on fire too.
The plants on the ground burned rapidly, leaving no ashes behind.
They vanished as if they had never existed.
Zhunti, still gravely injured and not yet recovered, awoke from his seclusion.
In truth, he couldn't have stayed asleep. The air was so hot that even the spiritual energy he absorbed from the world was nearly turning into fire energy.
Who could stand that? Absorbing it would only make him suffer.
After learning what had happened from his senior brother, Jieyin, he turned his gaze toward the Heavenly Court.
The entire Primordial World had descended into chaos. Meanwhile, Qin Feng, who had already traveled far from Buzhou Mountain,
was on the verge of collapse. His clothes were soaked with sweat.
If he hadn't been doing everything he could to protect himself, his clothes would have turned to ash in the scorching heat.
And he himself was already at his limit.
If the heat kept roasting him, he might die.
Before you continue