Chapter 2521: Smooth Departure!

The screams from the back hall of the Demon Court lasted three full seconds; everyone present felt intense pain—what torment had their Demon Emperor endured?

When Feidan regained his senses, Shangyang did too; they saw no trace of Nüwa or Fuxi, nor any sign of Feilian.

Feidan chuckled and said, "Watch closely—the Demon Race is about to face annihilation!"

"Watch your tongue."

Shangyang regarded him with displeasure. "The Demon Race has endured for tens of thousands of years; no race in this Primordial Chaos is stronger than the Demon Race. The Demon Race will not be annihilated!"

"Hmph!"

After letting out a grunt, Feidan said nothing more. His bloodshot eyes slowly returned to normal; all he wanted now was to forge the Tu Wu Sword as quickly as possible.

Shangyang believed Feidan had been blinded by hatred—he had long sought revenge against the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and it was this very hatred that had carried him to where he stood now.

Whether or not it was hatred, Shangyang felt such actions should not be taken.

He only hoped Nüwa and Fuxi would keep their promise: as long as he did not aid the Witch Clan or betray the Demon Race, it would benefit the Demon Race.