Di Jun, Taiyi, and the others all naturally sensed it: the Heaven-Splitting Strike was unavoidable and unblockable!
However, not a shred of fear showed in Di Jun's eyes, only unwillingness and doubt.
Winners and losers, since he had embarked on the path of hegemony, he was already mentally prepared, and naturally he would not be afraid!
He was simply unwilling; unwilling that he could not cause the slightest loss to the Witch Clan, and unwilling that he could not drag down a few of the Thirteen Ancestral Witches to keep him company in death.
Yet he was confused, sensing in the dark that this battle against the Earth Court should have a turning point, that they should be able to turn danger into safety, and that this should be a blessing rather than a curse, but where was the turning point?
Di Jun was fearless, and Taiyi was the same. Taiyi took a large step forward and, though his aura was withered, he stood in front of Di Jun with an expression of resolute determination in his eyes.
Even if this time his elder brother had miscalculated and would perish, he would die ahead of his elder brother.
As for the many Quasi-Sages and Demon Sages at the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm, their expressions varied: sighing, bitter smiling, composed, annoyed... ranging across the spectrum.
"Open the heavens!" The Pangu True Body held the phantom of the Heaven-Splitting Divine Axe, and the axe it had been brewing chopped down once more.
The terrifying Heaven-Splitting Axe Light tore apart spacetime. With the peak of the power of force, it carried the might to shatter everything, and wherever it passed, spacetime collapsed, the void was obliterated, and ten thousand Daos were destroyed.
Yet right at that moment!
"Hum!" A supreme aura appeared, suppressing