Di Jun stared intently at the moon-white figure not far away, his eyes filled not with anger, but with confusion.
He couldn't understand it.
I just can't understand it.
The Saintess Nuwa just now, for the sake of Fuxi, did not hesitate to break ties with Xuandu, unleashing her full Saintly Might, and even using the Creation Divine Stone, Companion Treasure with.
When Sage is angry, the world is turned upside down.
This is no ordinary protection; it is an almost resolute safeguard.
Any other demon would have been moved to tears of gratitude and sworn to serve the Sage with such protection.
But what about Fuxi?
Instead of taking advantage of the situation to stay in the Demon Court and use Nuwa's Saintly Might to deal with Xuandu, at this tense moment when the Saintly Might had not yet dissipated, he calmly turned around, bowed to Xuandu, and said with absolute clarity:
"I, Fuxi, wish to join the Interception Sect."
Each of these seven words was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Di Jun's heart and causing his Blood Qi and qi to surge and his Dao Heart to tremble.
He doesn't understand.
I really don't understand.
What exactly makes the Interception Sect so good?
Yes, the Sect Leader Tongtian is Heavenly Dao Sage, wielding the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, which cannot be broken by any but the Four Sages, and whose power shakes the Great Wilderness.
Yes, Xuandu has newly attained the Zenith Heaven, martial arts have become a major trend, and the Human Race Fortune is soaring.
But the Demon Court really that bad?
The Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array is also unbreakable by anyone but Sage, and its power is no less than that of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation.
Both Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were at the Quasi-Saint Peak, wielding the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell, and enjoying the boundless fortune of the demon race.
Although the Saintess Nuwa did not openly show favoritism, she was ultimately of demonic origin, Fuxi, as her Elder Brother, remained in the Demon Court as a natural talisman.
During the great calamity, the Witch-Demon War. Although the Demon King's chances of winning were slim, there was still Glimmer of Hope.
Fuxi was an expert in divination; how could he not know this?
Why did he abandon the Demon Court and join the Interception Sect at this crucial moment?
Could the Interception Sect truly offer him something the Demon Court couldn't?
Or did Fuxi foresee something, witnessing the inevitable downfall of the Demon Court and the inevitable rise of the Interception Sect?
Once this thought arose, it spread wildly in Di Jun's mind, almost suffocating him.
If that's true...
Is there still hope for the demon race?
" Fuxi..."
Di Jun's throat was dry, his voice hoarse, and trembled slightly, a tremor he himself was unaware of.
"You... are you really sure?"
Only after he had spoken did he realize his lapse in composure.
As the Demon Emperor, what he should do at this moment is perhaps to be furious and to rebuke him, which is why he used the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array to trap Fuxi.
Even if it goes against the wishes of the Saintess Nuwa, they must forcibly keep this Xi Huang.
But he couldn't do it.
It's not that I'm afraid.
Rather... it's a deeper kind of powerlessness.
Xuandu's sword strike just now shattered not only the Sacred Creation Giant Seal of Saintess Nuwa.
It shattered the last bit of pride and confidence he had as Demon Emperor.
Xuandu is too powerful.
Upon entering the Zenith Heaven of Xuandu, he was able to suppress Nuwa, who had already attained the Dao of the Heavenly Dao Sage.
What about the demon race?
In the midst of this great calamity, facing Xuandu like this, and the Witch Clan who may have already reached some kind of tacit understanding with Xuandu... does the Demon Clan still have a chance of victory?
Fuxi slowly turned around and looked at Di Jun.
His gaze was calm, devoid of joy, sorrow, or guilt.
" Di Jun."
He nodded slightly, his voice still gentle, yet carrying an undeniable distance:
" Fuxi's mind is made up to leave."
"I am deeply grateful for the kindness shown to me by Your Majesty and the Eastern Emperor; I will remember it Fuxi."
"However, the workings of Heavenly Secret and the Reincarnation of Karma are beyond human control."
"The path to the Demon Court has come to an end for Fuxi."
" The Jie Sect's Dao Sect is the destiny that Fuxi was destined for."
Every sentence is clear, every word is resolute.
Di Jun's pupils contracted again.
He understood.
Fuxi's words, though seemingly polite, had in fact completely severed his Karma with the Demon Court.
Reaching the end, the destined destination.
This is far more than just a simple change of allegiance.
This clearly indicates that the Demon Court's fate is sealed, and that Fuxi is merely withdrawing prematurely to comply with destiny!
"Well... well, what a perfect end, what a destined fate!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi finally couldn't hold back any longer. He took a step forward, the Chaos Bell hummed and trembled, and the golden flames in his eyes almost burned the sky.
" Fuxi! My demon race has treated you well! And the Saintess Nuwa is your own sister!"
"Now that the great calamity is approaching, it is a time when manpower is in high demand. As the Xi Huang, you are skilled in divination. If you leave now, how is that different from deserting in the face of battle?!"
"You... how can you face the millions of demon warriors?! How can you face the Saintess Nuwa who just stepped in for you?!"
Each question, imbued with the rage and grief of Quasi-Saint Peak, shook the surrounding Star Power into chaos once more.
Xuandu watched Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi with great interest.
These two Demon Emperor, who once dominated the Great Wilderness, were now deathly pale, their eyes swirling with disbelief, anger, resentment, and even... a trace of despair.
Fuxi's choice was nothing short of a blow to them.
This is not just a simple loss of a Xi Huang; it is a heavy blow to the fortune of the Demon Court and the morale of the Demon Clan.
Especially at this critical juncture, when the Sage's Pressure is looming and the Zenith Heaven is in a standoff.
"Interesting."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Xuandu's lips.
Fuxi... was indeed a wise man.
There was no wasted words, no hesitation, and no wavering between Nuwa's Saintly Might and the Demon Court's attempts to retain them.
Instead, they made the wisest choice.
Joining the Interception Sect was both a way to avoid the great calamity of death and a way to conform to the general trend.
More importantly...
Xuandu glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.
Fuxi had already flown to within three feet of him, his moon-white robe swaying gently in the wind, his face calm, his eyes clear.
Their positions speak for themselves.
He chose Xuandu, and he chose the Interception Sect.
It is neither Nuwa nor the Demon Court.
This decisiveness and courage truly befit the future Human Emperor.
" Fuxi!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi finally couldn't hold back any longer. The Chaos Bell in his hand trembled violently, its sound like thunder, causing the void to shatter inch by inch.
"You really intend to betray the demon race?!"
The sound wave, carrying the rage of Quasi-Saint Peak, transformed into a tangible torrent of sound waves that crashed fiercely towards Fuxi!
This attack was unleashed by Eastern Emperor Taiyi fit of rage; he was now truly serious!
As the bell tolled, stars shattered, laws were annihilated, and even the Chaos Energy Flow was forcibly pushed aside!
He wanted to completely preserve Fuxi!
Even if it means breaking ties with Xuandu, even if it means angering Nuwa!
The Demon Court must not lose a Xi Huang so easily!
"Snort."
A soft hum, not loud, yet crystal clear, drowned out the deafening sound of the bell.
Xuandu slowly raised his eyes, his gaze calmly fixed on the torrent of sound waves sweeping towards him.
He did not move, but the primordial Hunyuan Dao Rhyme around him flowed naturally, transforming into an invisible Chaos Barrier that stood in front of Fuxi.
"Boom!"
The sonic torrent slammed violently against the barrier!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no deafening roar as if the laws of nature were shattering.
Only silent annihilation.
The Chaos Barrier rippled slightly, spreading out in concentric circles, and completely devoured and dissolved the terrifying sound waves that were powerful enough to shatter the primordial spirit of Daluo Golden Immortal Primordial Spirit!
Eastern Emperor Taiyi's pupils shrank sharply, and the Chaos Bell in his hand trembled violently. The sun, moon, and stars on the bell rotated wildly, but it could no longer make a sound!
It was as if that thin Chaos Barrier had already isolated heaven and earth and suppressed all laws!
" Eastern Emperor Taiyi ".
Xuandu spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority:
"Now that Fuxi has joined my Interception Sect, he is a member of my Interception Sect."
"By attacking him, you are attacking my Interception Sect."
"They attacked my Interception Sect..."
He paused, his gaze suddenly turning cold:
"Do you... want to die?"