At last, another wave of Heavenly Dao merit descended from the heavens, falling directly upon the myriad beings of the Primordial World. Every being belonging to the Demon Race received the blessing of Heavenly Dao merit.
For a time, countless Demon Race members who had yet to take form successfully transformed at that very moment. The Demon Race's numbers instantly more than doubled.
At the same time, the reputation of the Demon Race Heavenly Court spread throughout the entire Primordial World. Countless Demon Race members left their territories, preparing to join the Demon Race Heavenly Court.
Such a massive stir caused by the Demon Race establishing the Heavenly Court naturally alerted the eleven Ancestral Sorcerers within the Ancestral Sorcerer Hall on Mount Buzhou.
Zhu Rong was raging with fury and immediately prepared to head to the summit of Mount Buzhou to directly overturn Dijun's damned Demon Race Heavenly Court.
However, Dijiang stopped him in the end and said, "This matter is no small matter. Otherwise, the Heavenly Dao would not have bestowed such boundless merit."
The moment Dijiang finished speaking, Zhu Jiuyin disdainfully said,
"He can establish his Demon Race Heavenly Court, and it has nothing to do with us. Could it be that Dijun would dare come to the Ancestral Sorcerer Hall and forcibly recruit us into his Heavenly Court?"
Zhu Jiuyin's words won the agreement of most of the Ancestral Sorcerers. After all, the Witch Race had yet to truly spread and flourish, so it was naturally not yet time for the witches and demons to contend for supremacy.
Yet Dijiang still felt that something was wrong. After pondering it for a long while, he finally said, "It has been nearly ten thousand years since we parted from Uncle. It is time we paid him a visit."
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