In the Primordial Desolation, years went uncounted. A mere three hundred years passed like flying arrows, vanishing in an instant, hardly worth mentioning.
Yet these long three hundred years became a major turning point in the history of the witch clan!
On Jinao Island, Hongjun and Tongtian, master and disciple, were still playing chess.
Across the grand age of the Primordial Desolation—the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the Four Seas and Eight Wastes, and all realms beneath the heavens—the flames of war between witches and demons spread like wildfire.
With Demon Emperor Eastern Emperor Taiyi gone.
Demon clan's Xi Emperor Fuxi had previously been struck by the Sky-Supporting Giant Finger, which shattered the Hun Yuan He Luo Great Formation. He suffered backlash and was severely injured, already at the end of his strength.
The Witch-Slaying Sword had become the Demon-Slaying Sword, and Demon Master Kunpeng no longer possessed a weapon capable of slaughtering the witch clan.
Now, among the upper echelons of the vast demon Heavenly Court, only Demon Emperor Di Jun, this lone survivor, was still barely clinging to life.
With all kinds of karma intertwined.
It could be said that the demon clan no longer had anything to rely on to wreak havoc.
They had nearly been exterminated!
In the process, nine of the Ten Great Demon Sages had fallen!
Countless Great Luo Demon Gods fled in all directions!
What witch-demon war?
This was clearly a hunting ground for the witch clan!
It was practically a one-sided crushing slaughter!
Yet at this moment, Di Jun, who had previously been weeping bitterly while clutching Eastern Emperor Taiyi's corpse, had vanished without a trace.
This only made the already dire situation of the vast Demon Court even worse!
Now, the demon clan's fortune had scattered and was on the verge