It could even be said that they felt somewhat distressed.
The Demon Fox Clan had not submitted to the Demon Race. If anything, that meant they would ultimately be completely wiped out.
If the Demon Fox Clan really was crushed by the Demon Race,
then the Demon Fox Clan of the Primordial Chaos World would likely never have another chance to rise again.
At the thought, they felt a sense of shared grief, like a rabbit mourning a fox.
In truth, they had not joined the Demon Race willingly in the first place.
Many had been forced into it.
The Demon Fox Clan's fate now seemed to foreshadow their own.
Especially since the Demon Race had already lost all its fortune.
They could face annihilation at any moment.
How could their own fate be any better?
Either they would be killed in the great war against the Human Race and the Witch Race,
or they would be slain by the Human Race and the Witch Race.
There seemed to be no other way out.
At the thought, they felt rather bleak.
Now, as for Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi transformed into a streak of fire and raced across the sky at incredible speed.
In fact, he knew about the Tushan lineage.
As for Qingqiu and Huqi Mountain, he knew little about them.
But that did nothing to weaken his resolve to slaughter the three sacred lands.
The Three Sages were now entities he absolutely had to destroy.
His first stop was Tushan.
He had visited Tushan before and met its Queen.
Back then, the Queen had refused him, telling him that the Demon Foxes were simply too weak in battle.
Even if they joined the Demon Race, they would be of no use to it.
It would be better