Chapter 494
The Demon Court is Established! Taiyi's Merit is Proven to be of Primordial Chaos!
"Disciple Di Jun begs for your mercy, Master! The demon race is being suppressed by the witch race and is trapped in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, on the verge of extinction! As the Demon Emperor, I bear the responsibility for the survival of my race!"
If I could receive your guidance, Master, and reach the Quasi-Saint realm, I would surely be able to protect the demon race and contribute to the stability of the prehistoric world! I humbly beg you, Master, for the sake of the billions of lives of the demon race, to lend me your strength!
Di Jun's plea was sincere and earnest, placing the fate of the entire demon race before Hongjun.
However, on the high platform, Hongjun's gaze remained calm, even carrying an imperceptible indifference.
“Di Jun,” Hong Jun’s voice rang out calmly, yet it was like a cold blade, instantly piercing the last hope in Di Jun’s heart.
"The conflict between the Lich and the Demon is a manifestation of the great calamity of the Heavenly Dao, and it has its own cause and effect. As the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, it is inconvenient for me to interfere. To sever one's corpse and prove one's Dao requires one's own destiny and method. Forcing it with external forces may backfire. You... take care of yourself."
Inconvenient to intervene?! Backfire?!
Di Jun felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer. He suddenly looked up and stared intently at Hong Jun on the high platform!
An indescribable sense of humiliation, anger, and despair erupted in his chest!
The Eastern King Duke can obtain the assistance of Heaven by threatening him with his power and influence!
Di Jun pleaded for the lives of hundreds of millions of demons, only to be met with the response, "It's inconvenient to intervene."
This is clearly discriminatory treatment! It's blatant favoritism!
"teacher!"
Di Jun's voice suddenly rose, filled with an uncontrollable hoarseness and questioning.
"Why?! Why is it permissible for the Eastern King Duke, but not for his disciple?! Aren't the billions of demon race beings also beings of the primordial world?! The Witch Clan is powerful, and their slaughter of the demon race is permitted by the Heavenly Dao?! Teacher, as the Dao Ancestor, who holds the Heavenly Dao, how can you be so unjust?!"
This almost roaring question was like a thunderclap in the silent Zixiao Palace!
All the guests of Zixiao were stunned! Di Jun... dared to question the Dao Ancestor like this?!
"presumptuous!"
The attendant Haotian, who was standing to the side, suddenly changed his expression and shouted angrily!
He activated his magic seals, and the Zixiao Palace formation instantly activated. A terrifying pressure, powerful enough to suppress even a Great Luo Golden Immortal, descended and rushed straight towards Di Jun!
They actually intend to use the Dao Palace's grand formation to suppress this "rebellious" wretch!
"Ok?"
Hongjun frowned almost imperceptibly and flicked his sleeve.
The power of the Zixiao Palace formation, which was about to suppress them, vanished instantly as if it had hit an invisible barrier.
Haotian Tongzi grunted, staggered back a step, his face slightly pale, and looked at Hongjun with surprise and uncertainty.
Hongjun's gaze fell on Dijun, his deep eyes revealing no joy or anger, only an indifference as if he saw through everything.
"The workings of Heaven have their own principles. You cannot presume to fathom them."
"Di Jun, your Dao heart is in turmoil; staying here any longer will only bring harm."
"Brother!"
Taiyi was already drenched in a cold sweat!
He took a step to Di Jun's side, the Chaos Golden Bell hanging above his head, its waves protecting Di Jun's mind.
He forcefully pressed down on Di Jun's shoulders, which were trembling with excitement, his voice filled with unprecedented solemnity and urgency.
"Don't act impulsively!"
Come with me!
Di Jun's eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaved violently, and he stared intently at Hong Jun, his teeth grinding together.
The anger and despair that threatened to consume him due to the imbalance of his Dao heart!
But he is, after all, Di Jun! The emperor who rules over all demons!
Taiyi's call, filled with brotherly affection and concern, was like a bucket of cold water, slightly cooling his boiling anger and tempering his rationality.
"……Walk!"
Di Jun squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth, letting Taiyi support him as he forcefully suppressed his surging blood and overwhelming resentment. He transformed into two golden beams of light and rushed out of the Zixiao Palace gate without looking back!
That figure was filled with grief, indignation, and determination!
Hongjun looked in the direction where Dijun and Taiyi had left, his eyes still calm and unwavering, as if the conflict had never happened.
He slowly rose, his gaze sweeping over the three thousand Purple Cloud Guests below, each with a different expression. His voice was calm, yet carried a sense of finality.
"The second lecture at Zixiao Palace has now concluded."
"Three thousand years later, the Zixiao Palace will hold its third lecture, on the Way of the Primordial Saint. You will all come to listen to the lecture again according to your current seating arrangement. Disperse."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun's figure, along with Haotian Tongzi, vanished silently from the cloud bed, as if they had never existed.
With the departure of the Dao Ancestor, the oppressive atmosphere within Zixiao Palace eased slightly. The three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace exchanged glances, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.
What they saw and heard today was truly shocking! Ten prospective Christmas babies! Dongwanggong kneeling and begging for help! Dijun angrily questioning them! Daozu indifferently refusing! Every scene impacted their minds.
"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Dao Ancestor!"
The crowd bowed in unison, their voices filled with complex emotions.
Subsequently, the Zixiao guests began to leave one after another.
Laozi, Yuanshi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng, Jieyin, and Zhunti, the nine newly promoted Quasi-Saints, exuded a vast aura and were the first to transform into streams of light and disappear.
Dongwanggong felt the ethereal yet powerful force within his body, glanced in the direction where Yuanshi had left, his eyes filled with apprehension, and hurriedly led the Celestial Court's followers away.
The other cultivators, some excited, some disappointed, and some deep in thought, also took flight and left the Dao Palace that had witnessed the dramatic changes in the primordial world.
After the second lecture at Zixiao Palace concluded, news of the ten prospective Christmas students instantly swept across the entire prehistoric land!
"Ten Quasi-Saints! Heavens! The Dao Ancestor's sermon actually created ten Quasi-Saints!"
"Laozi, Yuanshi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng, Jieyin, Zhunti, Dongwanggong!"
This...this is an unprecedented spectacle in the primordial world!
"The Eastern King Duke actually had to beg the Dao Ancestor for help to break through? This..."
"Emperor Jun and Taiyi went too? They didn't break through? And they were even expelled by the Dao Ancestor? This..."
"The Wu Clan is in trouble now! The Demon Clan has two Demon Emperors, and now the Celestial Court has the Eastern King Duke, the Three Pure Ones have Laozi and Yuanshi, and there are also great beings like Nuwa and Fuxi... The prehistoric world is about to undergo a major change!"
"A great calamity is approaching, and the winds of change are blowing!"
Throughout the vast wilderness, discussions abounded, with a mix of emotions including amazement, envy, jealousy, worry, and fear.
The birth of ten Quasi-Saints was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, completely shattering the original balance of power in the primordial world!
A brand new era, an era belonging to quasi-saints, an era in which the great calamity truly begins, has arrived!
The news that ten Quasi-Saints had emerged from nowhere after the second lecture at Zixiao Palace was like a thunderclap from the heavens, causing the entire prehistoric land to buzz!
All living beings looked up at the sky, their hearts filled with awe for the Dao Ancestor Hongjun and a fervent longing for the method of severing the three corpses!
Ten top-tier experts stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm in one fell swoop, surpassing even the Great Luo Immortals!
This undoubtedly heralds the arrival of a brand new era—the era of quasi-saints!
The method of severing the three corpses passed down by Dao Ancestor Hongjun became the only smooth path to the supreme Dao in the eyes of all living beings in the prehistoric world!
At the summit of Mount Sumeru, demonic energy surged and boiled.
Luo Hou's scarlet eyes were fixed on the fanatical worship of Hongjun in various parts of the prehistoric world reflected in the water mirror, his face so gloomy it could drip water.
"Hmph! Severing the three corpses? Severing oneself? Cutting off the path of cultivation? Absurd! Ridiculous!"
Luo Hou's voice was full of violence and disdain.
"Hongjun's method seems grand and righteous, but in reality, it binds his own hands and feet! Severing the three corpses may seem to bring clarity to the Dao heart, but in reality, it severs one's seven emotions and six desires, causing one to lose the true meaning of the origin of the Great Dao! In the end, what one achieves is nothing more than a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, a lackey of Hongjun!"
This dead-end road, dares to call itself a main road?!
He suddenly stood up, his body radiating demonic energy, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"I will project myself into the primordial world and expose this old man's tricks! Let all living beings see what the true path to enlightenment is!" "Demon Ancestor, wait!"
Di Jun (his clone), who had been standing quietly to the side, suddenly spoke, his voice steady.
Luo Hou suddenly turned his head, his scarlet eyes locking onto Di Jun.
"What? Are you going to stop me?"
Di Jun met Luo Hou's gaze, which was enough to freeze one's soul, with a calm expression.
"Demon Ancestor, please calm your anger. Exposing it now may damage Hongjun's reputation, but the effect will be limited. The method of severing the three corpses has become a major trend, as evidenced by the ten Quasi-Saints. Exposing it rashly will only make the people of the prehistoric world think that the Demon Ancestor is jealous and slandering them, which would be counterproductive."
"Then what do you suggest?"
Luo Hou suppressed his anger and said coldly.
Di Jun's eyes held a deep light.
"The three lectures at Zixiao Palace discussed the Dao of the Primordial Saint. That is the core of Hongjun's Dao lineage and the crucial moment when he laid the foundation for the Dao of the Primordial World!"
At that time, all the top powers of the primordial world will gather at Zixiao Palace, attracting the attention of the entire world! Why doesn't the Demon Ancestor also manifest the primordial world through projection at that time and preach the Great Dao?
What are you going to say?
Luo Hou narrowed his eyes.
"A simplified version of the method of world enlightenment!"
Di Jun said, word by word.
"Although this method is not as powerful as your supreme power of proving the Dao and opening up the Demon Realm by force, its core is to use oneself as the prototype of the world, comprehend the laws of the Great Dao, and condense the origin of the world."
Ultimately, by using the power of the world to prove the Primordial Chaos, he was able to completely overwhelm Hongjun's method of severing the three corpses to achieve the status of a Heavenly Saint!
He paused, his voice seductive.
"This method does not require self-mutilation or dismemberment; it only requires comprehending the laws and condensing one's origin, with limitless potential! Although it is difficult to get started, once you do, your future is limitless!"
Demon Ancestor, you only need to simplify this method, remove the core of creating the world, and retain the path of comprehending the laws, condensing the origin, and proving the primordial chaos, making it a difficult but smooth road that leads directly to the Great Dao!
At that time, during the third lecture at Zixiao Palace, you will proclaim this method with the voice of the Great Dao. Its profound mystery, its potential, and its majestic and righteous aura will surely completely overshadow Hongjun's minor path of severing the Three Corpses! Let all living beings in the primordial world see clearly who the true guide to the Great Dao is!
A red light flashed in Luo Hou's eyes, and his violent aura gradually subsided, replaced by a deep sense of calculation and excitement.
"A simplified method of proving the Dao in the world... to comprehend the laws and condense the origin to prove the primordial chaos... Excellent! What a brilliant plan, Di Jun! This plan is ingenious!"
At the height of Hongjun's power, we will crush him underfoot with an even more magnificent and powerful method! Let his three lectures at Zixiao Palace become stepping stones for my own preaching! Hahaha! That's settled!
Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Temple.
The atmosphere was as heavy as lead.
The news of the ten soon-to-be Christmas babies weighed heavily on the hearts of all the Ancestral Witches, like an invisible mountain.
"Dijun! Taiyi!"
Dijiang Zuwu's voice was like ice rubbing together, and his eyes burned with raging anger.
"If these two Golden Crows also reach the Quasi-Saint realm, our Witch Clan will lose all its advantage! Although the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is powerful, if the opponent has multiple Quasi-Saints joining forces, the outcome will be unpredictable!"
"We must nip them in the bud before they break through!"
The ancestral witch Qiangliang was surrounded by violent lightning.
"The demon race is hiding in the Ten Thousand Mountains, like a malignant tumor! If we don't eliminate them, the consequences will be endless!"
"Big brother! Let me go!"
Zhu Rong suddenly stood up. Although his breathing was still a little weak, the flames of revenge in his eyes burned fiercely.
"My injuries are mostly healed! I will avenge the humiliation I suffered last time with my own hands! I will use the True Fire of the Sun to burn those two hairy beasts to ashes!"
Dijiang's gaze swept over the ancestral witches, finally landing on Zhurong, and he said in a deep voice.
"Good! Zhurong, you will accompany the army on this expedition!"
But remember, never act rashly again!
He stood up, his voice like the thunder of war drums, shaking the entire Pangu Palace.
"This battle is a battle for the survival of our Wu Clan! We must not allow the Demon Clan any chance to breathe! We must not allow Di Jun and Tai Yi to step into the Quasi-Saint realm! This battle shall be named—The Great Extinction War of the Demon Clan!"
"Except for me and Houtu who will remain to guard the ancestral land in case of unforeseen circumstances, the other ten Ancestral Witches will all go into battle! Zhujiuyin, Gonggong, Zhurong, Qiangliang, Xizi, Xuanming, Tianwu, Shebishi, Jumang, and Rushou!"
"You shall each lead your elite troops, gather millions of Wu tribesmen, and in three days, march upon the Ten Thousand Mountains! Raze the demon lairs to the ground, slaughter them all, leave no one alive!"
"As ordered!"
The ten ancestral witches roared in unison, and terrifying baleful energy soared into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds of Buzhou Mountain!
News of the Witch Clan's preparations for war swept across the primordial world! Hundreds of millions of Witch Clan warriors gathered, their banners blotting out the sun, their murderous aura soaring to the heavens!
Ten of the twelve Ancestral Witches appeared together, a feat never before seen since the Dragon-Han Calamity, when the Witch Clan mobilized its entire force!
Their target is the remnants of the demon race hidden in the Hundred Thousand Mountains!
All living beings in the primordial world were shaken! Everyone understood that the Witch Clan's actions were not merely for revenge, but also to completely eliminate any future threats!
The demon race must be completely wiped out before Di Jun and Tai Yi break through to Quasi-Saint level! The dark clouds of the Great Calamity have never been so heavy!
Three days later.
"kill--!"
The earth-shattering battle roars ripped through the silence of the Hundred Thousand Mountains!
Ten towering, earth-shattering ancestral witch true forms, like ten world-destroying demonic mountains, crashed down on the outskirts of the Hundred Thousand Mountains!
Zhu Jiuyin's Eye of Time pierced through the void, locking onto the destiny of the demon race.
Gonggong's blood-red ocean stirred up towering waves that washed over the mountains.
Zhu Rong's blazing fire ignited the heavens.
Qiangliang's destructive thunder tore the earth apart.
The extinction grid of the Xizi covers the sky.
Xuanming's absolute cold domain froze space and time... Ten world-destroying ancestral witch pressures crushed down!
Behind them was a massive army of hundreds of millions of witches!
The great shaman roared, the shaman general howled, and the shaman soldiers formed a forest!
The terrifying baleful aura condensed into a tangible black plume of smoke, soaring straight into the sky and enveloping the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains in an atmosphere of grimness and destruction!
"The Great Extinction War of the Demon Race! Begins!"
Dijiang's voice, like the final judgment, resounded throughout the primordial world!
With a will to crush everything, the Wu tribe army charged into the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, where miasma filled the air and ferocious beasts lurked!
A bloody war of annihilation that would determine the future of the primordial world has begun!
Ten towering, earth-shattering ancestral witch true forms, leading an army of hundreds of millions of witches, with a will to crush everything, fiercely charged into the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains!
This war, which the Wu tribe named the "Great Extinction of the Demon Race," instantly transformed this vast and dangerous wilderness into a bloody inferno!
"Kill! Kill all these hairy beasts!"
Leave no one alive!
Zhu Rong's roar shook the mountains, and his million-foot-tall fiery form surged forward violently, burning mountains and boiling seas wherever it passed!
He completely disregarded Zhu Jiuyin's strategy of steady progress and step-by-step advance, and led his elite troops to charge at the forefront!
The raging fire swept across the land, turning valleys and caves where the demons had hidden into scorched earth!
Countless demon cultivators wailed in the flames and turned to ashes!
With Zhurong leading the way, the other ancestral witches, though sensing something amiss, were also stirred to their ferocity. (End of Chapter)