Dongwang Gong's Invitation

Time flew by, and the years passed like a shuttle. In the blink of an eye, several Epochs had elapsed!

Demon Realm!

"Hm?"

Suddenly sensing something, Di Jun and Taiyi simultaneously broke free from their enlightened states and awoke.

They had sensed something.

Someone was calling out to them!

If someone had merely called for them, it would not have been strange, nor would it have been enough to wake them and interrupt their cultivation and enlightenment.

They had once sent out numerous avatars to establish forces throughout the Primordial World, subduing countless races and living beings.

In preparation for their decisive battle against the Witch Clan, they had selected and trained most of the elites among them, drilling them in the deployment of the Primordial River-Luo Grand Formation.

After losing the decisive battle against the Witch Clan, they had only managed to take away the hundreds of millions of elite Demon Clan members who had already been collected within the River Chart and Luo Book.

As for the Demon Clan members left behind in the territories occupied by their avatars, they had not taken them away.

They had not dared to show themselves and bring them away, fearing that the Ancestral Witches would notice them—or even set an ambush. Besides, they simply could not afford to support all those Demon Clan members.

In order to weaken the Demon Clan's Fortune, collapse it completely, and destroy their path of cultivation, the Witch Clan had been relentlessly suppressing the Demon Clan. Those who had been subdued by Di Jun and Taiyi and remained loyal to them bore the brunt of it.

Under such terrifying suppression, many utterly loyal clans had been wiped out. At the brink of life and death, countless Demon Clan members naturally prayed to and called upon them.