Primordial Era: I am the Bull Demon King, the First Demon of All Time

Chapter 53 Entering the Eight Views Palace, Meeting the Supreme Sage!

Di Jun snorted coldly, withdrew his oppressive aura, glanced at the illusory figure again, and then turned and walked away.

After he left, the phantom in the sky immediately disappeared.

On the East China Sea, Chen Jing stood alone, panting heavily, his gaze fixed on the departing figure, his eyes revealing a firm resolve.

At this moment, he was completely exhausted.

The intense battle and Di Jun's powerful aura had already damaged his body.

As Nuwa's illusory image dissipated, the divine consciousness of the Three Pure Ones also withdrew.

Chen Jing looked up, his sharp eyes seemingly able to pierce through endless space, pointing directly at the Nuwa Palace beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

"The demon race is killing humans, and you, as the saint of humans, just sit idly by."

"What is your purpose in suddenly saving me now?"

After lingering for a moment, Chen Jing left immediately.

His current physical condition compels him to quickly find a way to restore his strength.

After Di Jun left, the demons of the East Sea also gradually withdrew.

In this extremely short period of time, the human race suffered heavy losses, with only tens of millions remaining.

After returning to the Heavenly Court, Di Jun immediately ordered a halt to the attack in order to prevent the demon race from suffering further blows.

Because the souls needed to forge the Slaughter Sword have been basically collected.

Upon returning to Heaven, he first issued this order, after which a somber aura enveloped him.

Although the demon race was a powerful group in the primordial world, they had to bow their heads before the sages.

The demon kings were fully aware of what was happening in the prehistoric world, and Donghuang Taiyi also showed great anger.

The previous severe injury inflicted by Tongtian on Ji Meng had already enraged them, and the current situation has only intensified their anger.

Even if the demon race unifies the prehistoric world, they still have to submit to the power of the sage.

The proud brothers would never allow this to happen.

The atmosphere inside the hall suddenly became tense.

Faced with the enraged Emperor Jun, the demon saints below dared not utter a word, for saints were beings beyond their reach.

This seems to be an unsolvable problem.

After some time, the demon master Kunpeng spoke up: "Heavenly Emperor, I have a solution."

Di Jun's originally gloomy face lit up after hearing Kunpeng's words, and he looked up at Kunpeng.

After arriving at the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, Kunpeng controlled the Zhou Tian Star Array, facilitated a heavenly marriage, and greatly increased the strength of the Demon Clan.

This sorcerer was not only proficient in formations, but also a master strategist.

The Emperor's expression softened slightly, and he asked directly, "Demon Master, what brilliant idea do you have?"

Kunpeng said firmly, "If our demon race wants to completely control the prehistoric world, we must not only eliminate the witch race, but also have a true sage who belongs to the demon race to guard it."

"Only in this way will our demon race not be subject to the whims of other saints."

Di Jun and Tai Yi completely agreed with Kunpeng's point of view, which was exactly what they thought.

Di Jun believed that only if he or his brother Donghuang Taiyi became saints could the demon race gain a firm foothold in the prehistoric world and seize true initiative.

However, becoming a saint is extremely difficult.

Although he followed Dao Ancestor Hongjun to learn the art of severing corpses in Zixiao Palace, he has only severed two corpses so far.

There was no clue how to eliminate the third corpse, let alone the most difficult task of merging the three corpses into one.

The Emperor did not reply immediately, because he understood that Kunpeng had already prepared a follow-up plan when he raised this topic.

Kunpeng continued, "The Heavenly Emperor should remember that in the Zixiao Palace, the Dao Ancestor bestowed seven streams of Primordial Purple Qi."

As soon as Kunpeng finished speaking, Dijun and Taiyi's eyes lit up.

They were already exceptionally intelligent, and Kunpeng's words had a double meaning, so the two immediately understood the demon master's intention.

Of the seven primordial purple energies, six have been used by the six sages, and the remaining one has not yet been activated and is still in the hands of Ancestor Hongyun.

If they can obtain this Primordial Purple Qi, they may be able to achieve sainthood through it.

At that time, there will be no need to be subject to other saints.

Hongyun is a quasi-saint who has severed two corpses, but the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race has more than one quasi-saint.

Besides Changxi and Xihe, there are four other quasi-saints.

The demon emperors immediately began plotting how to obtain this purple aura.

After leaving the East China Sea, Chen Jing, despite his weak condition, flew to the coast of the East China Sea and found a secret place to heal his wounds.

He did not return to Fangzhang Island or his own cave.

Because there are still more than four hundred years before the treasure chest is obtained.

The plan is to obtain this treasure chest after a period of recovery.

The time limit for obtaining the treasure chest is fixed, and the system will not delay it due to his injury.

Fortunately, Chen Jing's injuries were not serious. He had exhausted his magic power in the fight against Di Jun and his body had become weak, but his primordial spirit was not damaged.

After setting up a seal using Taoist magic in the cave, he calmed his mind and focused his energy on recovering from his injuries.

Normally, healing with merit would allow for a quick recovery, but Chen Jing had already exhausted his merit while increasing his strength, so now he could only—

It recovers by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

As for the physical body, it has the Nine Revolutions Mystic function to self-repair. Although it takes time, the recovery speed is relatively fast.

However, as time went by, Chen Jing discovered that without the merit bonus, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became extremely slow, while his physical body recovered much faster.

Having spent over four hundred years in the cave, the protagonist's primordial spirit and magical power gradually recovered, and his cultivation level returned to the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

As for the physical body, it has recovered to 80%.

Even without reaching his peak condition, Chen Jing could still easily handle opponents at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

There are still more than ten years until the treasure chest is obtained, and it is impossible to fully restore it.

Chen Jing stood up, waved his hand to remove the restriction on the cave entrance, and left the hidden cave.

Once again, I stand above the East China Sea.

That war of blood and fire is over, but it has left a deep mark on the hearts of humanity.

Four hundred years is but a moment for cultivators in the primordial world, and for Chen Jing it was merely a brief period of seclusion.

But for the human race, four hundred years have witnessed tremendous changes.

They looked around at the rebuilt villages, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys. It was clear that humanity had recovered from the disaster and was once again thriving on the shores of the East Sea.

Nevertheless, the newly established villages and cities still retain traces of the past, reminding people of the cruel acts committed by the demon race against the human race.

Chen Jing paused briefly on the shore of the East China Sea before flying towards Shouyang Mountain.

He was unaware that his battle with Ji Meng had attracted the attention of many sages.

Little did he know that he had already left an indelible impression on his senior uncle.

Not far from Shouyang Mountain, Chen Jing quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain.

He landed from the air and walked up the mountain.

Even on Jin'ao Island, Chen Jing did not fly directly over, let alone at the Daoist temple of the Taiqing Sage.

Chen Jing's physical body is now strong, and he can walk as fast as the wind even without using his magic.

Soon, a magnificent palace came into view.

This palace is Hakkeijō Palace.

Chen Jing gradually slowed his pace and walked step by step toward the palace.

As soon as he set foot on Shouyang Mountain, Laozi of Bajing Palace sensed his arrival.

"Hmm? I wonder why this junior disciple is visiting the Eight Views Palace at this time. Is it for matters concerning the human race?"