A gust of wind swept across the battlefield for a while.0

The ruins of the Celestial Northern Prison, the destroyed valley, and the panic-stricken capital of Yu all sank into a long silence.1

The reborn Demon God departed with the demon kings in tow, followed by Daoist Cangsheng. No one dared to stop them. Even without a vessel, the Demon God’s life essence had been terrifying. Now that it had taken Tuntun as its vessel, there was no doubt it had become even more formidable. After all, Tuntun might look strange for a Heaven-Devouring Bug, but a strange Heaven-Devouring Bug was still a Heaven-Devouring Bug.0

The pessimists were already thinking about the past calamity that the Demon God had brought on during his reign. However, this time, the mortal world did not have the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda. Without it, restraining the Demon God would be a very difficult feat for the immortal sects and their legendary artifacts. That much was clear from the battle...0