"Taiyi offers his thanks to Dao Ancestor Hongjun!"
As he spoke, Taiyi gazed toward Zixiao Palace, his face filled with gratitude and emotion, and bowed deeply.
The sight left Di Jun and the others utterly bewildered.
"Taiyi, what is this..."
Di Jun asked, looking puzzled.
Hearing this, Taiyi replied with a broad smile:
"Haha, Elder Brother."
"Earlier, Dao Ancestor Hongjun imparted a supreme Dao art to me. He said it would allow my strength to advance by leaps and bounds until I could rival a Sage."
Indeed!
During the Sages' earlier discussion, Hongjun had made his intentions clear.
This time, he intended not only to bring the Three Clans under the Demon Court's command, but also to elevate Taiyi's strength until he could rival a Sage.
That way, even if the Witch Clan unleashed its Dutian Divine Fiends Formation, the Demon Race would still have the strength to fight.
And now, he had imparted that Dao art.
These words sent an even greater stir through the Demon Court.
"What? There was actually such a great fortuitous opportunity?!"
"The strength of a Sage! Haha, good, excellent!"
"Once His Majesty the Eastern Emperor finishes strengthening himself, he will surely crush the Witch Clan Lineage!"
"Hmph, this time, we will wipe out the Witch Clan and unite the entire universe!"
The beings of the Demon Race all spoke at once, exclaiming and discussing the news.
Without a doubt, this sent the Demon Race's confidence soaring.
The formerly oppressive, gloomy atmosphere abruptly changed, surging with towering battle intent.
Taiyi wasted no more words.
"I will enter seclusion at once and comprehend this Dao art!"
"The day I emerge will be the day I slaughter every last member of the Witch Clan."
Taiyi's words carried a chilling menace that struck terror into the soul.
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