"Father, Mother, Uncle, save me!"
Golden Crow Prince Little Ten Lu Ya had already fallen into despair. He had watched his brothers get shot down one by one, and knew he would soon meet the same fate at the hands of this powerful Witch. He was terrified, but never expected Di Jun, Xi He, and Tai Yi to arrive just then.
With his rescuers here, Lu Ya's will to survive surged. He cried out desperately and fled toward Di Jun with all his might, leading to Tai Yi saving him with the power of the Chaos Bell.
"Witch Clan, Hou Yi—you deserve to die!"
Di Jun and the others shielded the Little Golden Crow as they descended. The ground all around them was soaked with Golden Crow blood, and the bodies of the Little Golden Crows littered the path. Looking back at the only one left, Little Ten Lu Ya, they saw him trembling in terror.
Heavenly Empress Xi He held her youngest son. Though she was a Quasi-Saint Esteem, she could no longer hold back her tears.
Her ten sons were Heavenly Court Princes, all with the Golden Crow Bloodline and exceptional talent. Di Jun had intended to raise them with every care, hoping they would one day inherit the Yao Race Heavenly Court. Now, nearly all of them had perished, and Di Jun was so enraged that his heart seemed to shatter.
The Lord of Heavenly Court's anguished roar shook the Primordial World.
Tai Yi, standing nearby, had long since reached the end of his patience. Solar True Fire blazed over his body, no longer held in check. He had watched the ten Little Golden Crows grow up and cherished them dearly; they were his nephews, bound to him by blood. Yet the Witch Clan had slaughtered them.