Chapter 1058: Chapter 1053: The Demon Clan

Inside the Northern Emperor Dao State.

Hall of All Clans.

On a certain large drill ground, banners whipped in the wind, countless mighty figures from all heavenly clans gathered, radiating powerful auras, stirring up the entire sky and clouds, shattering endless realms.

Everyone’s gaze was directed uniformly at the center of the ceremonial platform.

Where.

Di Tian, dressed in imperial robes, looked solemn as he held a scroll of holy decree, reading aloud.

"Under the will of the heavens, Di Tian, descendant of the demon race, now master of all clans, with the branches of a hundred thousand demon bloodlines, three thousand ancient demon bloodline main clans, rebuild the demon race..."

Demon Race!

Possessing the causal relationships of heaven and earth.

Needs the recognition of the will of the heavens to restore the clan name.

"Bloodline, reveal!"

Below the ceremonial platform, Bai Ze stood at the forefront of the demons, visibly excited, transforming into his true form.

A colossal lion measuring ten thousand feet emerged, its entire body white, with two horns on its head, wings on its back, and a distinctive goatee, emitting innate aura.

He opened his mouth wide, releasing a white bead that flew into the sky.

Demon Core!

Only those demon clan experts whose cultivation had broken through to Daluo Golden Immortal and possessed authentic bloodlines could condense a demon core.

"Roar!"

"Hiss!"

"Chirp～"

Around the ceremonial platform, three thousand demon clan experts who absorbed the blood of ancient great demons simultaneously roared at the sky, transforming into their true forms.

Among them were tiger demons as massive as mountains, snake demons riding black clouds, roc demons soaring through miles, monkey demons that could destroy heaven and earth...

In an instant, boundless demon aura surged, engulfing heaven and earth in all directions, eclipsing the nine heavens ten earths.

Three thousand demon cores broke through the void.

All encircled Di Tian, turning the surrounding void into a demon domain.

"Approved!"

From the depths of an unknown time and space, a grand and supreme voice sounded, echoing across all heavenly realms, startling countless beings.

"Demon race?"

"Are they emerging now?"

"Then we, the witch race, can’t just sit idly by!"

In the nether realm, within an ancient city, a woman looked up at the endless sky, muttering to herself.

She wore coarse clothes, yet it did not at all affect her stunning beauty, flawless and breathtaking, dimming even the times and ages.

"Someone, go and bring the High Priest!"

The woman in coarse clothes watched for a while, then commanded in a deep voice.

Within the rippling of the void, someone immediately left to convey the order.

Soon after, an elderly man whose face exuded a mysterious aura, his face etched with mystical symbols, stood before the woman in coarse clothes, bowing respectfully.

"Clan Leader, you summoned me?"

The High Priest inquired.

"I plan to transform myself into the Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

The woman paused for a moment, gazing far at the purple moon, speaking softly.

The High Priest did not immediately respond, pinching his fingers, a channel of fate laws appeared behind him, starting to divine the fortune of the matter.

Finally, he shook his head and said, "Great danger, if the Clan Leader transforms into reincarnation, it will severely damage the interests of the Nine Capitals’ ruler. With our current strength, we are not opponents of the Nine Capitals!"

The woman’s bright gaze glimmered with determination, murmuring, "But I have no choice, do I?"

The hatred between witch and demon clans runs too deep.

Although at present, she is not of the ancient witch clan, and Di Tian is not of the ancient demon clan, separated by countless generations.

Yet within these two major clans, many old strongs have survived, waiting for the opportunity to utterly annihilate the other, and devour their clan fortune.

They are destined calamity clans, their fortune exceedingly precious.

"The divination shows we still have a slim chance of survival within the Nether Capital!"

The High Priest hesitated briefly before saying.

With that.

The woman in coarse clothes before him had already disappeared.

"Alas!"

The High Priest sighed, leaning on his staff, slowly departing.

...

"Quickly take action!"

Outside the Northern Emperor Dao State, the Human Ancestor’s face changed slightly, waving his right hand. A treasure cauldron appeared, radiant with immortal light, unleashing powerful aura, causing the surrounding void to tremble and the earth to shake, all laws prostrating.

This cauldron is the National Welfare Cauldron!

The supreme treasure suppressing the fortunes of the human race.

Also one of the three great weapons of the Human Emperor, possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

It is rumored that with the National Welfare Cauldron in the hand of the Human Emperor, striking with all his might could obliterate all heavenly realms, even chip off a small fragment of the chaos world.

"Fall!"

The Human Ancestor broke through the void, holding the National Welfare Cauldron high, without any ostentatious moves, directly smashing it toward the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Boom!

A massive sound shook the world.

The Origin Continent trembled violently.

The sky over the Northern Emperor Dao State was as fragile as thin paper, torn into countless pieces, the remnants of chaotic power lingering, unable to swiftly restore wholeness.

However, the Eastern Emperor Bell and formation protecting the Northern Emperor Dao State remained intact.

Only the brilliant golden light dimmed a few shades.

Not watching closely, it was hard to notice.

This made Human Ancestor’s brows furrow slightly; although his power wasn’t a fraction of the Human Emperor’s, wielding the National Welfare Cauldron with all his might should heavily damage the Origin Continent.

Now, unable to even breakthrough one formation.

"Eastern Emperor Bell!"

The Human Ancestor looked at the Eastern Emperor Bell, his expression turning exceedingly grim.

The only treasure capable of blocking the National Cauldron would be none other than the Eastern Emperor Bell, the weapon of the ancient demon emperor.

"If one strike can’t destroy you, this ancestor shall strike several times!"

The Human Ancestor gritted his teeth, once more urging the National Welfare Cauldron, smashing it toward the Eastern Emperor Bell repeatedly, each strike causing explosive reactions within heaven and earth, shaking the Northern Emperor Dao State.

The terrifying power formed a storm of destruction, sweeping outward in all directions, leaving nothing but barren wherever it passed, until disappearing into the chaotic world’s outer realms.

"Quickly act to stop it!"

The old ancestors of the Saint Clan, War Clan, Void Clan, and other powerful groups, despite their awe at Di Tian establishing the demon court, were filled with dread from the overwhelming, destructive aftermath and shouted in astonishment.

Rumble!

Several pulses of Immortal Supreme aura rose to intercept most of the aftermath.

Despite this, quite many living beings were affected, suffering severe casualties.

...

"Demon Race, establish!"

Inside the Northern Emperor Dao State, as there was protection from the Eastern Emperor Bell and the formation, apart from slight ground shaking, it suffered little impact.

Di Tian stood on the ceremonial platform, his eyes glowing with golden light, revealing a touch of excitement.

Demon Race!

After struggling through many eras, he had finally established the demon court!

"Roar～"

Above the Hall of All Clans, the Clan Fortune Golden Dragon roared, its body continuously growing, like a primordially divine mountain range coiled in Changkong.

Upon restoring the demon clan title, the size of the clan’s Golden Dragon nearly doubled.

This brought great joy to everyone, including Di Tian.

Boom!

At this moment.

From the depths of the sky came a resounding boom, a terrifying force of calamity and causation descended on the demon clan’s fortune, causing all demons’ hearts to sink, their backs chilled.

In bewilderment, something unwelcome seemed to have fallen upon them.

"This..."

The smile on Di Tian’s face faded.

He realized he had attracted a monumental trouble.

After restoring the demon clan title, though enjoying the formidable fortune’s blessing, he also had to bear the karma and destiny of the demon race.

In other words, they had become a destiny calamity tribe!

"Never mind, first establish the demon court!"

But drawing the bow with no turning back, Di Tian quickly pushed the matter aside, focusing on building the demon court.

In truth, even if he had known this outcome beforehand, he would still proceed.

Because it concerned whether he could breakthrough to Quasi-Saint.

Because it concerned whether he could remove the karma within the clan’s fortune.

He had no choice!