Chapter 127: with translation of chapter title

Boom!

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, Taiyi sacrificed the Chaos Bell, rumbling nonstop, deafening.

Hair-light poured down like a canopy, brilliant and dazzling, the might of the primeval supreme treasure unmistakably revealed.

This treasure is not only unmatched in attack; it can also reverberate through heaven and earth, serving as a summons to gather countless beings of the Demon Race.

At the same time, Di Jun's Great Dao voice transmission also reached the ears of every Demon Race being.

"I, Di Jun, command all beings of my Demon Race to come quickly!"

"Today we march on Penglai, swearing to destroy the Xiating!"

Di Jun could be described as high-spirited and commanding, his eyes bursting with sharp light, captivating hearts.

When the words fell, outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Primordial World and even throughout the cosmos and star rivers, a great commotion suddenly arose.

Countless figures stepped on auspicious light and radiant hues, rushing toward the Demon Court.

Vast numbers of demon kings, too many to count, wore looks of anticipation.

Earlier, all beings of the Demon Race already knew that they would inevitably battle the Xiating.

Moreover, this battle can be said to be the Demon Race's claim to fame.

If they could overthrow the Xiating in one fell swoop, they would not only occupy Penglai Xiandao but also gain vast cultivation resources.

More importantly, taking the Xiating as a stepping stone, the Demon Race would not be far from truly unifying the Primordial World.

How could the beings of the Demon Race not feel excitement and anticipation?

And beholding the myriad Demon Race beings gathering, vast as smoke and waves and densely packed, Di Jun Taiyi's countenance grew ever more proudly self-satisfied.

The Ten Great Demon Saints bowed their heads, and the myriad Demon Race bowed.

Di Jun glanced over the countless Demon Race beings and shouted loudly:

"Demon Race youths, today the Xiating's vital energy is greatly wounded."

"Opportunity must not be lost; time will not come again!"

"Do you have confidence to follow this emperor, level Penglai, and in one fell swoop achieve supreme hegemony?"

As the words fell, the myriad Demon Race beings shouted heaven-shakingly.

"Level Penglai, achieve the Demon Race's hegemony!"

: Same as 24.

Know that since the ancient Dragon-Han Initial Calamity ended and the three tribes waned, the beings of the Demon Race in this world have been like loose sand, hardly able to show any might.

If it weren't for Di Jun Taiyi establishing the Demon Court and ruling over the myriad myriad Demon Race beings, perhaps they would still be each going their own way until now.

Under submission to the Demon Court, it also let the myriad myriad Demon Race beings feel an unprecedented power.

Thus, hearing Di Jun's words, their battle intent surged to the heavens, hearts and minds stirred.

As if they had already foreseen the supreme dignity and renown of the Demon Race unifying the universe.

Even existences of the level of the Ten Great Demon Saints, at this moment likewise have their battle blood boiling, unable to calm.

Seeing this, Di Jun Taiyi exchanged a glance, their ambition astonishing.

At the same time.

Between heaven and earth, it was also not peaceful.

Although beings did not know the specific plans of the Demon Court, they could clearly sense that outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, a vast, abyss-like qi gathered, emitting an indescribable bleak and killing aura.

"Alas... the great war between the Dragon Clan and the Xiating has just subsided."

"Is another turmoil about to erupt?"

A great power thus silently sighed, already having sensed the aura of impending crisis.

Numerous strong ones directly set up formations, protecting their dojos, simply closing themselves off, lest they be stained by the aftermath of a great war and incur karma.

Meanwhile, beneath Mount Buzhou, inside the Pangu Holy Hall.

"Hmph, those beasts of the Demon Race, indeed they cannot hold back?"

Emperor Jiang Ancestor Witch let out a cold snort, thus speaking.

His eyes cold and stern, he gazed toward the direction of the Demon Court.

As the Space Ancestor Witch, Emperor Jiang commands spatial laws, able to ignore spatial barriers, having already perceived the Demon Court's movements.

As the "Pangu Orthodoxy", seeing the Demon Race's mighty momentum, appearing as if to rule heaven and earth, truly makes Emperor Jiang somewhat resentful.

When the words fell, the Time Ancestor Witch beside him, Chu Jiuyin, gave a disdainful smile and spoke:

"Hehe, elder brother, why get angry over this?!"

"Whether it's the Demon Race or that Dong Wanggong, they're not anything good."

"If these two sides go to war, it's just dogs biting dogs, not worth worrying about."

Not bad!

No need for many words, the Wu Clan also knows that this time the Demon Race is certainly heading for the Xiating.

After all, the Wu and Demon clans have not yet developed to the point of frequently erupting in great wars.

Moreover, the Xiating has just suffered heavy losses.

Strike while you're sick, take your life!

This is certainly something the Demon Race can do.

After all, in the Primordial World, the so-called morality is hardly worth mentioning.

The weak are prey to the strong; victors become kings, losers become bandits—this has always been the case!

Hearing Chu Jiuyin's words, Emperor Jiang's expression eased a little.

"Mm, well said!"

"As long as we can refine the Heavenly Capital Divine Slaughter Banner, what damned Demon Race and Xiating are nothing but temporary prestige."

Di Jiang nodded.

Afterward, he also looked at the remaining ancestral witches.

"We need not be distracted; just continue refining the All-Heavens Divine Slaughter Banner."

Regarding this, Zhu Jiuyin, Gou Mang, Hou Tu, and the others all nodded solemnly, with no objections.

Only Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, at this time, still gazed outward with bright eyes.

The great battle is about to begin; for these two, who are naturally fond of war and skilled in battle, they felt an itch in their hands.

If they could participate and fight personally, it would surely be exhilarating and immensely satisfying.

Thinking thus, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong obviously were no longer as calmly focused as before.

In Kunlun Mountain!

The Three Purities had solemn expressions, deep gazes, and were also paying attention to the direction beyond the thirty-three heavens.

"Those born of moisture and egg, indeed they still couldn't restrain themselves."

"Hmph, the primordial world has been made murky and chaotic by them."

Yuanshi let out a cold snort.

Compared to the previous battle between the Dragon Clan and the Xiating, Yuanshi obviously felt even more contempt.

After all, the Dragon Clan was once the overlord of heaven and earth, and can be said to be older than the Three Purities.

But what is the Demon Race, after all?

Moreover, taking advantage of the Xiating's vital energy being greatly wounded, they boldly emerged, which also carries the suspicion of taking advantage of others' peril.

Thus, Yuanshi's contempt for the Demon Race lineage grew even greater.

Meanwhile, Tongtian showed no sign of contempt or disdain.

"Hehe, I am actually somewhat curious."

"Do Di Jun and Taiyi really dare to kill Dong Wanggong?"

"No matter what, Dong Wanggong is also a person bearing the Mandate of Heaven."

Tongtian appeared quite interested.

Not to mention Dong Wanggong's own strength.

But he is ultimately the male immortal chief appointed by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and the words of sages are imperial edicts.

Thus, from a certain perspective, the Demon Race's army mobilizing now to attack the Xiating can also be considered an affront to the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Watching Yuanshi and Tongtian both paying attention to the Demon Race's movements.

But Laozi's words startled those lost in dreams.

"What we should pay attention to is not the Demon Race."

"But rather... the reaction of our Dao Ancestor Master is what matters."

"It seems Dong Wanggong is surely doomed to die today."

"But I don't know, once he is killed, will our Dao Ancestor Master have any reaction?"

Laozi's words left both Yuanshi and Tongtian stunned.

They then immediately understood.

"Elder Brother's meaning is......"

Yuanshi's face showed a look of shock.

Yes!

You must know, in the previous battle between the Xiating and the Dragon Clan, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun showed no reaction at all.

Needless to say, a single thought of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun envelops heaven, earth, and the universe; it is naturally impossible for him not to have sensed it.

But if Dong Wanggong perishes and his Dao vanishes, and Hongjun still remains indifferent.

Then the significance of this matter would be entirely different.

It could even be enough to cause a major upheaval in the primordial world's situation.

For a moment, the three of them couldn't help but turn their gazes toward the outside of Chaos.