Everyone was still immersed in the shock of You Wen breaking through to the Great Luo realm when Chang Xi's ecstatic voice reached their ears.
Following her pointing finger, they looked over.
Di Jun's life flame was like a candle in the darkness. Even against the backdrop of the True Sun Flame in Yang Gu, its radiance was not the least bit inferior.
The Ten Great Demon Gods had only just noticed Di Jun's life flame, so naturally, they had not seen how faint it had been before, nearly extinguished.
Seeing the vigorous life flame, they assumed that, just as Liu Mang had said, Di Jun was truly only proving his Dao and was in no great danger.
Ying Zhao let out a long breath. "It seems His Majesty has not encountered any major trouble. We can finally rest easy."
The Ten Great Demon Gods had different thoughts. He, Bai Ze, and Shang Yang had feared that Di Jun's death and the dissipation of his Dao would cause the Demon Race to collapse. Having seen Di Jun's life flame, they finally put their minds at ease.
"Thank you, Demon God Ying Zhao, for your concern. I will thank Father Emperor on his behalf first." As You Wen spoke, he slowly opened his eyes.
As he descended from the Fusang Tree, the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger followed close behind, hovering above his head and emitting a heart-palpitating aura.
You Wen's gaze swept across them, and the Demon Gods only felt their Niwan Palaces clog and their primordial spirits stiffen. Even quasi-Saints like Bai Ze could not escape it, and they could not help but be alarmed.
Could this treasure even injure quasi-Saints? the Demon Gods thought.
At this time, You Wen was not yet Daoist Lu Ya. Nor had he used