Di Jun had dearly wanted to give up protecting these heavenly soldiers and generals, as well as the Primordial Land, but he felt that if he gave up now, he might as well never leave Ten Thousand Demons Heaven again.
At the same time, he would have to stop listening in on the thoughts of the Primordial Land's living beings. Otherwise, all he would hear would surely be voices mocking him.
As a Sage, how could he allow such a thing to happen?
So, while cursing inwardly, he began considering what race he should reincarnate into if he were reborn in the future. The Human Clan or the Demon Clan?
If it was the Demon Clan, he could not reincarnate as a Golden Crow anyway!
There were only the two brothers and his ten nephews among the Golden Crow race. He could hardly reincarnate as Taiyi's son or grandson, could he?
Just thinking about it, Di Jun felt that would make the demons laugh themselves to death even harder. Better to be human!
But very soon, he could not help feeling puzzled, because he had actually blocked that storm.
So this should not have been a Sage. If a Sage had self-destructed, how could he have stopped it so easily?
What he did not know was that while he was blocking the storm, many dark demonic creatures had already followed the scattered monsters and rushed out through that rift.
Or rather, it could no longer be described as a rift. The Heavenly Tree Minor World had descended directly above the Primordial Land.
At that moment, countless demonic creatures used divine abilities and escape arts to descend upon the Primordial Land in an instant.
Even though everyone had long been prepared, and the heavenly soldiers and generals had laid down a