Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 134 Di Jun and Xi He Divorce (Please continue reading)

Just as the Purple Mansion was developing rapidly, the entire prehistoric world fell into silence. The Heavenly Court of the Demon Race was unusually quiet and did not fly into a rage over the loss of some rare and precious materials, as if nothing had happened.

However, one thing still circulated: it is said that the eighth prince of the demon race, the Golden Crow, was reincarnated and started cultivating again after going astray in his cultivation.

Originally, this was a very secretive matter, but it spread far and wide in a short time, and almost everyone knew about it, as if an invisible hand was pushing it.

The Sun Palace, where Di Jun cultivated, was bustling with people today, with almost all the Great Luo Quasi-Saints of the Heavenly Court gathered here.

"This is outrageous!"

At this moment, Donghuang Taiyi's Great Dao was in turmoil, and his domineering Solar True Fire instantly burned away the surrounding space.

Meanwhile, Di Jun, standing directly in front, remained expressionless, showing no joy whatsoever. He didn't try to persuade Taiyi, but instead stared at Bai Ze and asked:

"Does Fuxi not want to come?"

Stared at like that by Di Jun, Bai Ze felt as if he were being watched by an ancient, ferocious beast. He felt a chill run down his spine, and his body trembled involuntarily. He then respectfully replied:

"Your Majesty, Xi Huang said that Nuwa's injuries have not yet healed, and he needs to protect her, so he cannot leave Phoenix Perch Mountain."

Di Jun was not disappointed upon hearing this, as if he already knew the answer in his heart, and sighed, "In the end, we are not on the same path!"

Then Di Jun faced the crowd, emanating a powerful aura that made everyone present tremble.

"The reason I have gathered you all here today is to discuss the great principles of our Heavenly Court. The Witch Clan is now relying on the Great Array of Heaven to suppress us, and our Heavenly Court is even in danger of destruction."

At this point, Di Jun looked around, and an invisible sadness emanated from him. Everyone could feel the desolation emanating from Di Jun's Great Dao.

"The news you heard is true. Xiao Ba is dead. I killed him with my own hands. This is also why the Wu tribe was willing to withdraw their troops in the past."

"What?"

"His Majesty……"

"this……"

Upon hearing this, almost everyone looked incredulous, staring at Di Jun in shock. They opened their mouths as if to say something, but no words came out!

Only Jiuying stepped forward, looking at Dijun with disappointment and saying with pity, "Your Majesty, are we cowards? We would rather perish together with the Wu Clan. Why must we go to such lengths?"

Di Junping was not angry at these words, but calmly looked at Jiuying.

This was his old subordinate, the first person to follow him besides Bai Ze, and the second among the Ten Great Demon Saints to truly break through to the Quasi-Saint level.

"Nine Infants, do you remember how we met? How long have you been following me?"

Jiuying was puzzled, but still answered earnestly, "Your Majesty, I am a member of the Heavenly Serpent Clan, but I was born with nine heads and a powerful bloodline, different from ordinary clansmen, and can be considered a primordial beast."

"But precisely because of this, the Celestial Serpent Ancestor wanted to seize my divine body to refine an external avatar. Fortunately, I was saved by Your Majesty, the Eastern Emperor, and Bai Ze. In the end, the four of us joined forces to kill the Celestial Serpent Ancestor. I swear that from now on, my life belongs to Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Di Jun suddenly laughed and sighed, "Yes, I remember when I was unwilling to submit to the Ziwei Emperor, so I left for the Sun Star with Taiyi. First, I met Bai Ze, and later I met you."

"Back then, we were so weak. A mere quasi-saint with magical power forced the four of us to fight to the death. But back then, we were fearless."

At this point, Di Jun's voice suddenly became heavy, and he said sternly, "But things are different now. We have established the Demon Race, we have the Heavenly Court, and you have all become Quasi-Saints, and I also have a Daoist partner and offspring."

"Brothers, it's not that I, Dijun, am afraid of death and want to use my offspring to save myself, but it's simply not worth it."

"Now almost everyone in the prehistoric world is watching our Heavenly Court. Even when we are fighting a great war, people come to the Heavenly Court to plunder rare and precious materials, and they enter the Heavenly Court as if it were their own territory."

"There are still some forces eyeing us covetously, just waiting for us and the Witch Clan to be weakened together, so they can take advantage of the situation and divide up our Heavenly Court."

"I, Di Jun, am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of dying a pathetic death. Even if I die, I will die on the path of enlightenment, on the path of charging forward!"

At this moment, Di Jun's eyes were bloodshot, making him look like a ferocious beast that would devour people.

"I'm sorry to Xihe, I'm sorry to Changxi, I'm sorry to Xiaoba, but I, Dijun, have done right by each and every one of you."

"The last battle was a disgrace to me, Di Jun, a disgrace to you, and a disgrace to the Heavenly Court."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Heavenly Court felt deeply ashamed. Di Jun's actions were indeed worthy of each and every one of them; the only ones he had wronged were Xi He and Chang Xi.

As for the Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow, everyone chose to ignore him. In fact, it could be said that if he were not Di Jun's son, some members of the demon race would probably want to kill him!

Don't assume that the demon race doesn't worship Pangu. Although they are not as devout as the witch race, they absolutely respect Pangu from the bottom of their hearts.

Pangu is the embodiment of the tangible Dao and the creator of the primordial world. To respect Pangu is to revere the Dao.

Therefore, as long as there are people in the primordial world, there is no one who does not respect Pangu, except for that landlord's foolish son, the Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow.

Jiuying said with shame, "It was my senility that led me astray. Please accept my condolences, Your Majesty!"

Di Jun waved his hand and said, "It's alright. I know that Xiao Ba has committed grave sins. It is my fault for failing to properly guide him, which has led to this disaster."

"But he is my son, Di Jun, and I will never let him die in vain. As long as the Wu Clan is destroyed, I will not allow him to be reincarnated. I will use Di Jiang's blood to guide Xiao Ba back!"

The crowd shouted in unison, "We are willing to assist Your Majesty and vow to annihilate the Witch Clan!"

The emotions of the people in the Heavenly Court were once again stirred up by Di Jun, and all their dissatisfaction was directed at the Witch Clan, turning into deep hatred.

While Kunpeng, who was standing to the right of Dijun, was shouting, his eyes remained calm. Clearly, Dijun's words did not appease him.

Finally, someone stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, with the help of the Great Heavenly Array, the Witch Clan is no match for us. What can we do?"

Di Jun glanced at Kunpeng, and that glance sent a chill through Kunpeng as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"What the Demon Master said makes sense. We are indeed no match for the Witch Clan right now, but it's not like we have no way out," Di Jun said meaningfully.

The oppressive feeling vanished instantly. Kunpeng felt alive again, and any lingering resentment in his heart disappeared without a trace. He thought to himself, "Is this what late-stage Quasi-Saint is like? Truly terrifying!"

"After years of research by Donghuang and me, we have finally found a way to deal with the Dutian Formation, which is to fight it with the formation itself."

Bai Ze asked in confusion, "A battle formation? What kind of formation is that?"

Di Jun hummed in agreement and continued, "I name this formation the Zhou Tian Star Array. It can be used to condense the source of stars, draw upon the power of the Zhou Tian stars, and then use the He Tu and Luo Shu..."

Di Jun slowly explained the Zhou Tian Star Array that he had comprehended, and everyone was overjoyed after listening, even Kunpeng laughed out loud.

Ci Tie laughed wildly: "Haha, truly Heaven has not forsaken our demon race! Your Majesty was able to comprehend such a formation at such a critical moment; it is fitting that we rule the prehistoric world!"

"Your Majesty is truly a man of great talent!"

"My demon race will surely rule the primordial world!"

……

Everyone in the hall praised Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

However, Di Jun was not overjoyed. Instead, he said in a deep voice, "The Heavenly Court will be sealed off from now on. You may enter but not leave. I will then impart to you the mysteries of the Zhou Tian Star Array!"

"Taiyi, your task is to select 365 main star gods, a weighty responsibility indeed. I will also have Bai Ze assist you!"

Taiyi's eyes lit up, and he said solemnly, "Don't worry, brother, I can't wait to destroy the Witch Clan. I, Taiyi, have never suffered such a great loss since I was born."

Di Jun stepped forward, patted Taiyi on the shoulder, and said, "I understand how you feel, but our next target isn't the Witch Clan, but the Eastern King Duke of the Purple Mansion!"

Hearing this, everyone was puzzled, except for Ci Tie, who showed an excited expression.

Di Jun explained again, "Even with the Zhou Tian Star Array, our strength is not much different from that of the Wu Clan. So, if we want to increase our strength again, only the power of destiny can meet the requirements in a short period of time."

"Dongwanggong is the head of the male immortals, the Eastern Wood Duke, and Zifu is also a top immortal power. It gathers a large amount of the primordial fortune. So as long as we destroy Zifu, we can widen the gap with the Wu Clan in a short time."

"Finally, we will launch an attack on the Witch Clan, unify the primordial world, and establish the might of our Heavenly Court!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Ze stepped forward and said, "I support Your Majesty's decision!"

Ci Tie also quickly stepped forward and said, "I also support His Majesty's decision!"

"I support it..."

……

After the Heavenly Court meeting, Di Jun strolled to Xi He's residence, but instead of going in, he lingered outside the hall, hesitant and undecided.

At one point, Di Jun made up his mind and was about to go in when he was stopped by a maid at the door.

The maid, with a desperate expression, whispered, "Your Majesty, the Empress does not wish to see you!"

Upon hearing this, Di Jun was about to get angry, but seeing such a lowly maid at the True Immortal realm, he felt it was unnecessary and helplessly waved his hand, signaling her to leave.

Then she walked in without a second thought. The maid didn't say anything more, after all, she had mustered all her courage to say those words.

When Di Jun entered the hall, he found Xi He sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, meditating with her eyes closed.

"Xihe, I..."

Before Di Jun could finish speaking, Xi He opened her eyes, and an aura emanated from her.

"Who let you in? Get out!"

"Guards, beat the maidservant outside the palace to death!"

Di Jun, shameless as ever, slowly stepped forward to meet Xi He's imposing aura, but the closer he got, the stronger Xi He's aura became.

Di Jun did not offer any resistance, allowing the powerful aura to pass through the divine body until it reached Xi He.

At this moment, golden blood was already flowing from the corner of Di Jun's mouth.

"Changxi is gone, Xiao Ba is gone, and my heart is bleeding too, but as the Heavenly Emperor, I have no other choice."

"Xihe, you're all I have left!"

Hearing this, Xihe was also moved, and she was no longer as heartless as before; her face was full of sorrow.

"Stop talking. I understand you. You are a qualified Heavenly Emperor, but the former Xihe is dead. From now on, you are the Heavenly Emperor, and I am merely the Heavenly Empress, nothing more!"

Xihe's words were cold, carrying a nameless sorrow and resolute determination.

Upon hearing this, Di Jun smiled helplessly, a smile that no one could understand, for it contained too many meanings.

He then strolled out of the main hall without saying anything more.

Xihe has made it very clear that the two of them are no longer related, meaning they are no longer Daoist partners.

Because the Heavenly Emperor is the ruler of Heaven and Earth, and the Heavenly Empress is also the ruler of Heaven and Earth, the two manage Yin and Yang respectively, just like collaborators.

Di Jun slowly walked out of the main hall, his heart utterly calm. He looked up at the starry sky and thought, "Perhaps this is the greatest punishment for me!"

A brief conversation contained a great deal of information, and the relationship between the two changed.

Perhaps this is a matter of giving and taking.

It's a pity about that maid, because she lost her life!

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