The Xuanyuan Chariot beneath her feet, originally barely two meters long, expanded a hundredfold amid thunderous rumbling inside the Demon Celestial Court's great hall, swelling to two thousand meters.
The nine mighty dragons roared incessantly, rolling and crashing through the demon hall amid deafening rumbles!
With the appearance of the Xuan Yuan Clan's elites, the Demon Race's Demon Sages were battered into disarray inside the Heavenly Court's great hall!
As for Di Jun's ten descendants, the Young Golden Crows...
They huddled behind Demon Master Kunpeng, trembling!
At that moment, Demon Master Kunpeng addressed Lu Ya, the cleverest of the ten Young Golden Crows:
"Little Lu Ya, watch for your chance and take your nine elder brothers with you. Once Lei Zu is too occupied to look elsewhere and the Xuan Yuan Clan's civil and military officials have left the Xuanyuan Chariot, board it immediately and drive away at full speed. Do not look back.
"A bloody battle that will not end until one side is dead awaits our Demon Race's Heavenly Court atop Jianmu. Until your imperial father or your uncle commands you to return, you must never rashly return to the Northern Continent. Remember that! Remember!"
At that very moment.
Those words that Kunpeng, as Demon Master, spoke to the ten Golden Crows, the ten descendants of Di Jun...
Made the history of the Primordial World, which had already been thrown into utter chaos and stripped of all order...
Suddenly...
Return to its wondrous, profoundly mysterious rightful course!
As Lei Zu let her Xuanyuan Chariot, drawn by nine dragons, roll and rampage through the Demon Race's great hall...
She gripped the Xuan Yuan Sword and, together with the Xuan Yuan Tribe's elites led by Chang Xian, Cangjie, and Feng Hou, led a mighty host of ten thousand civil and