Rousing the Troops, Splitting Up

"May I ask, Your Majesty, where is this?" asked a high-ranking Demon Clan member, a Great Firmament Golden Immortal, in confusion.

"This is the Thirty-Three Heavens, formed from Innate Clear Qi. Each heaven is a Top-Tier Great Thousand World. The Witch Clan cannot reach this place. It is the foundation the Heavenly Dao has bestowed upon our Demon Clan! With the Thirty-Three Heavens, our Demon Clan's great cause is assured. We will surely defeat the Witch Clan and dominate the Primordial World!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the gazes of the hundreds of millions of Demon Clan members flickered. Their hearts were unsettled, filled with both anticipation and disbelief.

They anticipated it because if the Demon Clan could defeat the Witch Clan and accomplish its great cause, they too would gain immense benefits. Their paths of cultivation would open smoothly, their races would flourish, and they would no longer need to hide everywhere to evade the Witch Clan's pursuit.

But they had personally faced a strike from the Pangu True Body and understood its terror even more clearly. Naturally, they found it difficult to believe that the Demon Clan could contend with the Witch Clan.

Sensing the thoughts in the hearts of the hundreds of millions of Demon Clan members under his command, Di Jun did not become angry.

This time, he had released the hundreds of millions of Demon Clan members under his command not only to occupy the Thirty-Three Heavens and use them to develop and strengthen themselves, but also to stir up their fighting spirit and confidence.

Di Jun swept his gaze over the hundreds of millions of Demon Clan members beneath him and said gravely, "The Demon Clan was defeated before, but the Heavenly Mandate lies with the Demon Clan, not the Witch Clan!"