It took a long time to tell.
But all of this happened in just a few fleeting moments.
By the time Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the others reacted, they had already returned to the Demon Court.
Coming to their senses, the countless surviving members of the Demon Race could not help but beam with wild joy, relieved to have escaped death.
"Hahaha, we accept the punishment! We accept the punishment!"
"We shall obey Dao Ancestor Hongjun's decree!"
Di Jun threw back his head and laughed as he spoke.
Though he said he "accepted the punishment," anyone could see the smug triumph written all over his face.
For the Demon Court, this truly could be called finding life after being driven into death's jaws.
Who would have thought that smashing Buzhou Mountain apart in a rage would instead give Hongjun another opportunity to intervene and shelter the Demon Race?
Throughout Heaven and Earth, all living beings stared at the smug members of the Demon Race, dumbfounded.
These twists and turns had left them at a loss for how to react.
Meanwhile, on Golden Ao Island!
Watching the battle end in such a fashion, everyone in the Interception Sect wore a complicated expression.
"This..."
"Hmph, it seems our master, the Dao Ancestor, is terrified of any change to the Heavenly Dao's great momentum!"
"This time, he even stooped to such a flimsy excuse to protect the Demon Race."
Tongtian spoke. Though he did not say it outright, his tone carried profound disdain.
After a pause, Tongtian continued with a sigh.
"But the Demon Race refuses to stay dead, clinging to its last breath time and again!"
"I fear more upheavals will arise in the future."
"Ah, when will this world finally know a little peace?"
Melancholy!
Helplessness!
Clearly, seeing the