"Here it comes. Has it finally come?!"
"Just as we thought, Taiyi's aura rivals a Sage's. Our earlier perceptions were right!"
"Heavens, Taiyi has become a Sage, and the Phoenix and Qilin clans are lending their aid. The Witch Clan is in peril in this battle."
"Alas... the world will be plunged into turmoil again. We had best retreat at once, lest we be dragged into it."
Watching the Demon Race emerge in vast, sweeping ranks, all living beings showed no surprise.
Yet, seeing Taiyi's imposing presence with their own eyes, they still could not conceal their profound shock.
After all, sensing him from afar earlier could hardly compare to seeing him in person.
Taiyi's might once again made their souls tremble, sending endless tremors through their hearts!
Countless beings lamented, gripped by utter terror.
Even mighty experts retreated one after another, secluding themselves from the world for fear of being dragged into the conflict and becoming cannon fodder in the war between the Witch and Demon Clans.
High above the heavens, Di Jun and Tai Yi led the way, followed by Fuxi and the others, bringing hundreds of quadrillions of Demon Clan beings with them.
Their destination was not the Underworld, but Buzhou Mountain, which had long since broken apart.
For one thing, although the Demon Race's strength had soared, they knew that their power was still insufficient to contend with Houtu.
If they rashly attacked the Underworld directly, would that not be courting death?
A single palm strike from Houtu would be enough to wipe out hundreds of quadrillions of Demon Clan beings.
For another, although Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches often entered the Underworld to sit with Houtu and discuss the Dao, there was still another consideration.
Ultimately, Buzhou Mountain remained the Witch Clan's ancestral seat,