Di Jun snatched the proclamation of rebellion and read its contents at a glance.
"Human Clan's Proclamation to the Demon Court:
Today, the Demon Court reigns supreme, encompassing all myriad races within and governing heaven and earth without.
For their own selfish desires, they forged the Sword of Witch Slaughter, slaying countless humans without a shred of remorse.
The Demon Emperor Di Jun is not the lord of the myriad races, but rather the lord of demons. His actions are cruel and brutal, rapacious and savage, far surpassing the ancient overlords of the Primordial Era.
Among the ancient overlords of the Primordial Era, Di Jun is the most depraved.
Furthermore, the Ten Great Demon Sages act as his claws and fangs, harming the virtuous and the good, injuring civilization and oppressing the populace, causing all three realms to despair.
Abandoned by gods and men, and unaccepted by heaven and earth.
The beings of the Primordial Era have suffered under the Demon Court for far too long. Therefore, the Human Clan raises the banner of righteousness, intending to sweep away the demons, slay Di Jun, destroy Tai Yi, and enthrone the Human Emperor as the Heavenly Emperor.
Seizing the omens of the past, one will surely face retribution later. Behold the present world, whose dominion shall it be!"
Reading the contents of the proclamation of rebellion, Di Jun's face turned ashen, beads of sweat breaking out!
"Behold the present world, whose dominion shall it be?"
"This sentence aims to replace the Demon Court and become the overlord of the Primordial World!"
"Rebels! Rebels!"
"A mere weak Human Clan, the most insignificant race among the myriad races, dares to challenge the overlord position of my Demon Court!"
"Raising the banner of righteousness, sweeping away demons, deposing the Demon Emperor, and enthroning the Human Emperor as the Heavenly Emperor..."
"Seeking death! Seeking death!"
Di Jun was enraged!
He had not been truly angry for hundreds of thousands of years, but this time, he was so furious that he wished to descend upon the Human Clan immediately and obliterate all their tribes!
He never imagined that the Human Clan, a race reduced to demon food, would dare to issue such a proclamation of rebellion, formally declaring war on the Demon Court!
Di Jun had previously been fantasizing about how he would defeat the Wu Clan and become the overlord of the Primordial Era after forging the Sword of Witch Slaughter, achieving sainthood through destiny, and crushing the Three Pure Ones and Two Sages, and kicking the Dao Ancestor.
While he was envisioning a bright future, his good mood was completely ruined by this proclamation of rebellion from the Human Clan!
Reality told him.
Forget about achieving sainthood through destiny or rivaling the Sages and the Dao Ancestor.
He, Di Jun, had failed even in the very first step of his journey, the initial prerequisite of forging the Sword of Witch Slaughter!
The demon gods sent to collect the essence and blood of the Human Clan, all three of them, had been slain by the Human Clan, their intelligence erased. Only three primordial spirits without sentience remained, becoming tools for the Human Clan to declare war on the Demon Court!
They became tools to strike at the prestige of the Demon Court, displayed for all beings in the Primordial Era to see!
All beings, mighty figures, and great divine powers in the Primordial Era now knew that three demon gods of the Demon Court had been slain by the Human Clan, and the Demon Court's reputation had been greatly tarnished and trampled upon!
He merely wished to forge the Sword of Witch Slaughter to deal with the Wu Clan.
Now, without even confronting the Wu Clan, and without successfully forging the Sword of Witch Slaughter, he was being slapped in the face by the Human Clan, whom he considered to be without any power of resistance, by having their demon gods slain and declaring war on the Demon Court – Di Jun's face was twitching from the blows!
Di Jun laughed in extreme anger:
"Good! Very good!"
"Let alone defeating the Wu Clan, achieving sainthood through destiny, defeating the Six Sages, and becoming the eternal protagonist."
"I cannot even succeed in forging the Sword of Witch Slaughter, a sharp weapon to deal with the Wu Clan!"
"I am being slapped repeatedly by the Human Clan, these so-called forging materials, blood food! My reputation is utterly lost!"
"How can I possibly face the Wu Clan?"
"The Human Clan is just one clan! The weakest race in the Primordial Era! My Demon Court is a union of myriad races, and I, Di Jun, am the lord of the myriad races!"
"Now, the Human Clan, with its single clan, dares to declare war on the myriad races – where does that leave me, this Demon Emperor revered by all races?"
Bai Ze hid to the side, lowering his presence as he watched Di Jun rage.
Bai Ze understood very well that Di Jun was currently in a state of frenzy.
It would not be good if he noticed him.
The flattery Bai Ze had offered earlier, such as dominating the Primordial Era, the Ancestral Dragon and Yuan Feng not being worthy to carry his shoes, and the Three Pure Ones and Two Sages being inferior, had been sung to the heavens.
When Di Jun was in a good mood at the time, this flattery was certainly well-received.
However, at this moment, a mere Human Clan, the weakest race, had directly slapped Di Jun, the lord of the myriad races, and declared war on the Demon Court.
The reality was a vast chasm compared to the scene Bai Ze's flattery had painted.
This vast gap caused Di Jun, who had been lost in the scene of flattery, to fall from heaven to hell, and it was the main reason that stimulated Di Jun's frenzy.
At this moment, Bai Ze's previous flattery was not flattery at all, but rather a misstep.
If Di Jun noticed him and remembered that it was he who had said these words, Bai Ze's fate would be uncertain.
It was not guaranteed that Di Jun would not vent his anger on him.
Bai Ze, while lowering his presence, cursed inwardly:
"The Human Clan, a mere weakest race, can actually slay three demon gods and prevent the forging of the Sword of Witch Slaughter?"
"The Human Clan is truly a pitfall!"
"If they had the strength to slay three demon gods, they could have just done so. At worst, the Demon Court would have sent demon sages to the Human Clan next time to collect their essence and blood and forge the Sword of Witch Slaughter."
"Why, of all things, did they have to declare war on the Demon Court? And issue a proclamation of rebellion?"
"What 'abandoned by gods and men, unaccepted by heaven and earth'… every sentence in this proclamation is infuriating Emperor Di Jun!"
"This declaration of war has angered Emperor Di Jun terribly, and it has also trapped me, Bai Ze, terribly."
"It caused my flattery to be a misstep..."
Bai Ze's frantic efforts to lower his presence seemed to have worked.
After Di Jun's frenzy caused him to smash several stone chairs to the ground, his first thought was not of himself, Bai Ze the Demon Sage, but of Jiu Ying, the Demon Sage.
"Jiu Ying Demon Sage..."
Di Jun's face was ashen with rage.
"I entrusted him with full responsibility for the Human Clan matter and the Sword of Witch Slaughter. How could he have been so negligent?"
"Originally, thousands of races should have attacked the Human Clan together, with demon sages personally leading the charge.
"This way, it would have been foolproof, and the Human Clan would not have had the opportunity to issue a proclamation of rebellion and declare war."
"The Human Clan would have been defeated! They would have been slaughtered!"
"The Demon Court's reputation would not have been trampled upon, and the Sword of Witch Slaughter should have been forged long ago!"
As he spoke, Di Jun's face grew even more furious.
Casually smashing another stone chair.
Di Jun roared, "Jiu Ying was negligent. He did not personally lead the expedition to the Human Clan, nor did he mobilize the armies of nearly a thousand races. Instead, he only deployed a few Da Luo demon gods and subordinates, a mere fifty races."
"Under such an unequal disparity in forces, this led to the outcome of defeat!"
"This led to the failure to forge the Sword of Witch Slaughter!"
"The responsibility for the outcome of this war's defeat lies entirely with Jiu Ying!"
"Bai Ze, quickly tell Jiu Ying to get over here and see me!"