Primordial Era: Oh no, the Witch Clan has produced a genius!

Chapter 42 Xuan Tian preaches the Dao, ten suns appear in the sky

Upon hearing Di Jun's arrangement, a ruthless glint appeared in Taiyi's eyes.

"In that case, let's turn this upside down."

"Hahaha, good! Let that high and mighty sage see that even a chess piece has the ability to overturn the chessboard." Di Jun laughed heartily.

Afterwards, they brought the Demon-Summoning Banner to the Chaos Nuwa Palace.

"Greetings, Goddess Nuwa!" Upon seeing Nuwa, the two brothers respectfully bowed.

They were once guests on prayer mats in the Zixiao Palace, but now Nuwa has become a saint, while they have become pawns of Hongjun.

This disparity left both Dijun and Taiyi feeling uneasy, but they skillfully concealed their emotions.

"Goddess Nuwa, this is the Demon-Summoning Banner of my demon race. It contains the primordial spirit of all the demon race members. Holding this banner allows you to command the entire demon race." Di Jun handed the Demon-Summoning Banner, which he had made from a primordial gourd, to Nuwa.

"I wonder what price you require of me?" Nuwa knew that this Demon Banner was not so easy to obtain, so she asked.

"Your Majesty, I have no other request than that Your Majesty take care of my child," Di Jun said earnestly.

When he said those words, he was no longer the aloof Demon Emperor of the Demon Court, but a father worried about his child's future.

"Your Majesty, this is the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife that I forged from the Primordial Reed. I am giving it to you today as well, and I hope you will take care of my child." Taiyi also gave the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife to Nuwa.

Looking at Di Jun and Tai Yi before her, Nuwa pondered for a few breaths before letting out a sigh.

"Have you decided?" Nuwa asked calmly.

After becoming a saint, Nuwa learned some things, not many, but not few either. In any case, she already knew about the demon race.

"Your Majesty, do my brother and I still have a choice?" Di Jun asked with a bitter smile.

"Go ahead, I'll take care of the demon race." Nuwa said calmly after hearing Dijun's words.

Di Jun and his companion bowed to Nuwa and then left Nuwa Palace.

After returning to the Demon Court, Di Jun and Tai Yi immediately went into seclusion.

Di Jun planned to use the demon race's fortune under his control to forcibly merge with the Primordial Purple Qi, while Tai Yi planned to use the Chaos Bell to forcibly refine the Primordial Purple Qi.

After the Di Jun brothers went into seclusion, the Ten Demon Saints began to assemble the demon army.

Now, there are less than a hundred years left until the ten thousand-year period, but at this time, the Eastern King Duke has become unusually quiet and has also reduced the military strength of the Celestial Court.

"Sage Taiqing, what should I do?" In the Celestial Court, the Eastern King Duke asked Laozi.

"Fellow Daoist, continue doing what you did before. Di Jun and the other two are nothing to worry about," Laozi said calmly.

Although the Eastern King Duke is not strong, he has external support.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, along with Styx, Randeng, and other veteran Quasi-Saints from the Primordial World, will all serve as external aid to the Celestial Court.

With the addition of Yuanshi's Chan Sect and Tongtian's Jie Sect, both could potentially become external allies of the Eastern King Duke.

And those two Westerners, they certainly won't let this opportunity pass them by either.

However, Laozi frowned when he thought of the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect.

The conflict between the two of them has become increasingly serious. Before they became saints, Laozi was able to suppress them, but now that the three of them have become saints, Laozi is finding it harder to control them.

Because the conflict between Yuanshi and Tongtian has now escalated to a matter of Daoist tradition and doctrine, even he can no longer suppress it, and the separation of the Three Pure Ones is only a matter of time.

"Sigh!" Lao Tzu sighed as he thought of this.

While the immortal and demon races were actively preparing for war, Xuan Tian had already begun preaching to the human race.

The place where Xuantian preached was the same place where the human race erected statues of him and Nuwa.

This time, he and the statue of Nuwa had a simple cover. Although it looked ugly, it was the best that the human race could do at present.

As Xuantian preached, powerful auras would occasionally appear among the human race, especially among the three thousand humans created by Nuwa herself.

Xuan Tian had been preaching for fifty years when the cultivation of those three thousand humans broke through to the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and they could break through to Daluo Golden Immortal at any time.

The Dao that Xuan Tian taught to the human race was not Lao Tzu's Golden Elixir Dao, but a cultivation method called "Star Canon" that he created using the stars of the heavens and his memories from his previous life.

By using the power of the stars in the heavens to temper the physical body and cleanse the primordial spirit, one can then open the acupoints throughout the body, connect with one's natal stars, and ultimately achieve the immense power to move mountains and fill seas, and to lift the sun and moon on one's shoulders.

A century later, Xuantian stopped preaching.

He noticed that the temperature in the prehistoric world was somewhat unusual, so he did some calculations and the results surprised him.

"Hmm? Ten suns appearing out of nowhere?" Xuan Tian muttered to himself.

Unexpectedly, even without the Witch Clan, these ten suns still appeared out of nowhere.

"Without the Witch Clan, I wonder who the Immortal Clan will send to shoot down the sun. That Sun-Shooting Bow is still kept in the Pangu Temple." A look of curiosity appeared in Xuan Tian's eyes.

Let's go back ten years.

At that time, Xuantian was preaching to the human race, the ancestral witches were cultivating and waiting for the witch clan to be born, Laozi's true form was searching for a new place of practice in the primordial world, his benevolent self, Taishang Laojun, was advising Dongwanggong in the Celestial Court, and Yuanshi and Tongtian were still arguing.

The veteran Quasi-Saint of the Primordial Era has quietly begun contacting the Eastern King Duke, offering to help him, but on the condition that the Eastern King Duke cannot seize the Primordial Purple Qi.

Everyone was busy, but there was one exception: Zhunti.

Because they made forty-eight great vows before becoming saints, Zhunti immediately began to take action after becoming saints. His first target was naturally the demon race.

The Celestial Court is also part of the Westerners' scheme, but not now.

Not long after Zhunti became a saint, he came to Tanggu, disguised himself as a little demon, and then silently opened the barrier of Tanggu and entered it.

Because the ten Golden Crows were still young, Di Jun and Tai Yi imprisoned them in Tang Valley, where the Fusang Divine Tree, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, could help the young Golden Crows cultivate.

After meeting the little golden crows, Zhunti gained their trust without much effort. He then began to pour out his grievances to them, telling them how difficult and troublesome the demon race had been in the past.

And they were also intentionally or unintentionally telling them how wonderful the prehistoric world was, in order to arouse the little golden crows' curiosity and competitiveness.

The effect was surprisingly good. After Zhunti said a few words, the little golden crows started shouting that they wanted to go to the prehistoric world to help their father and burn all the people of the Celestial Court to death.

After achieving his goal, Zhunti told the little golden crows that he could let them out, and then directly destroyed the barrier set up by Dijun.

Upon discovering that the barrier had indeed disappeared, the little golden crows showed expressions of excitement.

They have lived in Tang Valley since birth, and they have long wanted to see the primordial world. Now, they can help their father, the emperor, and he will surely praise them when he finds out.

Watching the little golden crows depart, Zhunti smiled, then turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared from the spot.

Under Zhunti's scheme, ten suns appeared out of nowhere, causing great suffering to all living beings in the primordial world.

>