The Demon Race would perish, and the Witch Clan would rise!
That was the understanding shared by all living beings at that moment.
There was no other reason!
As the battle grew ever fiercer, everyone could see it clearly.
The Demon Race had countless trillions of beings, seemingly without end, and could unleash all manner of Divine Arts.
Yet the Witch Clan's physical bodies were simply too formidable.
Ordinary Divine Arts could not breach their defenses at all.
Conversely, the Witch Clan's attacks looked plain and unadorned.
But every strike carried overwhelming might.
By then, the world had become a gruesome landscape of blood flowing in rivers and corpses piled into mountains.
Each corpse was as enormous as a small hill.
Clearly, seven or eight out of every ten belonged to Demon Clan Beings.
It was easy to imagine that if the battle continued, the Witch Clan would remain unstoppable.
Given time, the several million witches would surely sweep straight into the Demon Court and utterly annihilate the Demon Race.
All of this left Di Jun and Tai Yi glaring so fiercely that the corners of their eyes threatened to split.
"Ah... bastards!"
"If not for Gu Changqing, how could our Demon Race have fallen so low?!"
His face filled with bitter hatred, Taiyi threw back his head and roared.
His words echoed the thoughts of the entire Demon Race.
Indeed!
Had Gu Changqing not repeatedly defied heaven, weakening the Demon Court's strength and prestige...
The Witch and Demon Clans would still have been evenly matched.
Thus, Taiyi laid all the blame for the Demon Race's defeat that day on Gu Changqing.
Hearing Taiyi's words, Dijiang sneered and answered from the other side.
"Hmph, have you finally come to your senses?"
"Unfortunately... it's too late!"
Before his words had even