Primordial Era: When a Good Guy Awakens a Morally Unethical System

"Let's not let him out. He's not very bright!" Hongyun sighed.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't say anything, but in his heart he thought to Hongyun: You think you're smart?

However, the corpse that could make Hongyun so vicious must really be not very smart. Zhen Yuanzi was not very curious to begin with, and seeing that Hongyun was so secretive, he stopped asking.

After a moment of silence, Zhen Yuanzi finally spoke: "You really enjoy the mortal world?"

"She's alright, Hongchen is always smiling and has a good temper," Hongyun replied casually.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled after hearing the answer. "Very good. You will never see him again."

Inside the Wuzhuang Temple, the two drank tea and discussed philosophy, chatting and laughing. Outside the Wuzhuang Temple, a bloody storm was constantly being stirred up, and the undercurrents were gradually coming to light.

Under the guidance of the demon master Kunpeng, the demon race created demon script and gained immense merit. Relying on the power of merit, they successfully broke through to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. They only lacked a fortuitous opportunity to break through to the Quasi-Saint realm.

The Western Mount Sumeru was still nurturing his body and was naturally dissatisfied. He was thinking about when he would avenge his deep hatred with the demon race, but he did not expect that Kunpeng would gain merit and advance his cultivation to a level that was almost the same as Zhunti. When would he be able to take revenge?

So Jieyin devised a plan, and after discussing it with Zhunti, he secretly took action.

Several lesser witches of the witch clan died at the hands of a group of lesser demons of the demon clan. Dijiang, who was already dissatisfied with the demon clan for receiving great merits one after another, found an opportunity to vent his anger and ordered his senior witches to kill dozens of demons, all of whom were juniors of their respective clans.

These demons, who had suffered such a calamity, were unwilling to let it go, but since the Demon Emperor forbade them from clashing with the Witch Clan, they could only resentfully go to the Heavenly Court to complain and ask Emperor Jun to stand up for them.

Di Jun would naturally not tolerate the actions of the Wu Clan. He was destined to become the overlord of the prehistoric world. If he allowed his subordinates to be slaughtered, how could he face the demons?

Taiyi personally went to the Wu Clan to demand an explanation from Dijiang to the Demon Clan. Since this matter was originally Dijiang's doing, he simply compensated for the magic weapon and let it pass vaguely.

Unexpectedly, when Taiyi left the Wu Clan with a grudge, he overheard some junior witches discussing the cowardice of the three-legged golden crow brothers of the demon race. They said that even though their subordinates were killed by their great witch, they didn't dare to cause trouble for the Wu Clan, which was formed from the essence and blood of the father god Pangu.

In a fit of rage, Taiyi nearly killed the great shaman who had slaughtered the younger generation of demons, leaving him barely clinging to life. He didn't kill him outright, and before leaving, he placed a gift of apology beside the great shaman, also giving Dijiang face.

After Taiyi left, a flash of azure light appeared, and the great shaman died instantly on the spot, which greatly angered Dijiang and the other ancestral shamans.

Zhurong: "That three-legged golden crow has gone too far! For a few mere demons, it killed my clan's great shaman! Brother, we cannot let this go!"

Zhu Rong, who governs fire, has a fiery temper and is eager to storm the Heavenly Court and have a life-or-death duel with Di Jun.

Gonggong: "That's right! We even offered compensation, yet he was so despicable as to kill our tribe's chief shaman when we weren't looking!"

Gonggong was in charge of water, but he also had a fiery temper and never yielded to others.

Although Dijiang also wanted to fight the demon race directly, as the leader of the witch race, he was still somewhat rational and knew that if he really went to war with the demon race, it would be extremely bad for his people.

"Zhurong, Gonggong, both of you calm down. This matter needs to be discussed again," Dijiang tried to reassure Zhurong and Gonggong.