Deep within the Star Sea, on the Sun Star.
After retreating from the Undying Volcano into the starry sky, Di Jun returned directly to the Golden Crow Hall.
His first head-on clash with the Witch Clan had made him see many things clearly.
Although Pan Xuan was weaker than him, the treasures in that Lord of the Divine Dao's hands and his endless array of methods were enough to turn the tide at a critical moment.
What put him even more on guard was just how deeply rooted the Witch Clan had become in the Primordial World.
The Dragon Clan had joined the Divine Dao, the Qilin Clan had joined the Divine Dao, and the Phoenix Clan had also sided with it.
With the Three Clans gathered under the Witch Clan's banner, the Divine Dao System was no longer the rudimentary framework it had once been, but a true net encompassing the Primordial World.
"We have no time left."
Di Jun stood at the edge of the Golden Crow Hall, overlooking the vast Star Sea below, the light of distant stars reflected in his golden eyes.
Taiyi and Kunpeng stood behind him, their three shadows stretched long by the Solar True Fire burning within the hall.
"The Three Clans have already joined the Divine Dao System, and the Witch Clan's fortune is swelling rapidly.
Once Pan Xuan fully integrates the Three Clans' divine positions, the Witch Clan's foundations in the Primordial World will be as solid as a rock."
Di Jun turned, his gaze settling on Kunpeng.
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, your advice came at the right time, but Pan Xuan had anticipated this as well.
Although we failed to stop Pan Xuan,
we at least saw what he was capable of, and saw the Witch Clan's weakness clearly.
The Witch