But.
What was coming would come in the end.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, Daoist Zhunti, the second disciple of the Daoist School Lineage, had predicted that on this very day, disciples of the Spirit Vine Sect would come to the Demon Celestial Court to recruit them. When that divined prediction had been presented to Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi should, in fact, have immediately driven Daoist Zhunti out of the Demon Celestial Court and drawn a clear line between them.
Then.
He should have made his position clear, immediately joined the Eastern Continent bordering their Northern Continent, entered the Spirit Vine Dao Lineage, and made their race subordinate to the Vine Dao Venerable. That would have settled everything once and for all, quelled their predestined fate, and sidestepped the irreversible witch-demon calamity!
At this moment.
Di Jun's ten Golden Crow Sons drove Xuan Yuan's chaos treasure and the Xuanyuan Chariot away from the Jianmu Demon Court in the Northern Continent, crossing the void.
They appeared in the Central Continent and, using the dimension-expanding divine ability of Xuan Yuan's Chaos Supreme Treasure, magnified their originally feeble Golden Crow radiance tens of thousands, even millions of times over.
They made the Witch Commoners of the Central Continent feel the scorching radiance of the Golden Crows, of the primordial sun, amplified more than ten thousand or a hundred thousand times.
They plunged the entire Central Continent into a sea of fire.
With things like this, how could hatred not arise between the witches and demons? How could war possibly not erupt?
But.
Di Jun's mood at this moment was utterly different from his former determination to use every possible means to keep such a war from descending upon the Demon Race.
Because he knew that whether he