Buzhou Mountain Peak.
The Golden Crow wailed, and baleful energy surged.
Just as the various factions faced off, a golden figure appeared before them.
"Zhen Yuanzi did not perish. I have already sent him to Fangzhang Island, where I used the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Root Yellow Middle Plum to reshape his body and nourish his origin with the spiritual energy of wood."
"Hong Yun, release Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"
A warm smile played on Dong Wanggong's lips as he walked straight up to Demon Lord Hong Yun.
His words caused an uproar!
Zhen Yuanzi wasn't dead, and had even gained an extraordinary opportunity?
"Immortal Emperor, is that true?"
Demon Lord Hong Yun asked earnestly, his long-quiet Dao heart rippling with boundless emotion.
Zhen Yuanzi was his dear friend of countless years. He didn't want him to perish.
Seeing this, Dong Wanggong nodded slightly.
Previously, to make Demon Lord Hong Yun fall completely into the Devil Dao and lead the Primordial Wilderness's Demon Sect, he had had to encourage the good-hearted man with a well-intentioned lie.
Now that he had achieved his goal and the Yao Race had suffered a heavy blow, it was time to stop.
"Dijun, the debt between me and your Yao Race ends here. If you ever try to harm Zhen Yuanzi or me again, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
With a casual wave, Demon Lord Hong Yun sent Eastern Emperor Taiyi hurtling billions of miles away. He crashed into the Thirty-three Heavens, sending up clouds of dust.
Rumble!
The final straw broke the camel's back. The Thirty-three Heavens could no longer withstand the power of a Saint. Combined with Eastern Emperor Taiyi's impact, this Immortal's Blessed Land was destroyed.
The surging Chaos Qi Flow churned, while Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water ran rampant.
The Yao