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

Chapter 144 Kunpeng Changes Heart, Rahu Appears

Zhunti's influence on the karma of all beings in the prehistoric world caused the battle at the Western Spirit Mountain to be noticed by all beings in the prehistoric world.

In the Heavenly Court, Di Jun and others used spiritual treasures to observe the battle at the Western Spirit Mountain.

"Your Majesty, this is a golden opportunity, a perfect time to annihilate the Witch Clan! Now, all we need to do is launch a surprise attack, and we can wipe out the Witch Clan's stronghold in one fell swoop," Bai Ze said excitedly.

Kunpeng: "Yes, Your Majesty, this is the best opportunity. First, we should destroy Buzhou, then surround the West with our troops, and join forces to kill the Twelve Ancestral Witches. We will surely achieve great success in one fell swoop."

"Your Majesty, please send troops to the Wu tribe!"

"Your Majesty, please..."

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For a moment, the demon race was extremely excited. They saw the dawn of victory. Attacking the demon race now would definitely result in a victory with minimal losses.

But only Di Jun was sullen and sighed, saying helplessly:

"I know this is the best time, but Dijiang and his group are fearless because we can't make a move."

"Ever since the last battle with the Witch Clan, the Dao Ancestor has stated that within one Yuanhui (a unit of time), the Witch and Demon Clan must not wage war against each other. How can we disobey the Dao Ancestor's words?"

Taiyi asked in shock, "How could the Dao Ancestor set such a rule? The Wu and Yao people can fight if they want to, and not fight if they don't want to. Why are they forbidden from fighting within a single Yuanhui?"

"Yes, the Dao Ancestor has already merged with the Dao. The struggle between the Wu and Yao tribes for supremacy in the primordial world is the natural way of heaven and earth. How could the Dao Ancestor set such a rule? It is truly inconceivable."

Di Jun didn't really understand why things were like this, but now that the Dao Ancestor had already made his word, if he disobeyed, it would definitely provoke the Dao Ancestor to take action. In that case, it was better not to fight at all.

Kunpeng gazed at the reflected battle scene at Mount Ling and sighed helplessly, "If we miss this opportunity today, destroying the Wu Clan will become even more difficult!"

Di Jun was also uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do. He dared not disobey Hong Jun's words. Hong Jun's appearance last time had put too much pressure on him. Quasi-Saints were like ants in front of Hong Jun.

Seeing the dejected state of the Heavenly Court officials, Di Jun was filled with anger. He unleashed the aura of a late-stage Quasi-Saint and shouted sternly:

"What's wrong with you all? Are you afraid of the witch clan?"

"Answer me?"

Everyone was stunned by the shout and, looking at the furious Di Jun, didn't know what to say for a moment.

Di Jun looked at the silent crowd and then said loudly, "My lords, do not be intimidated by the power of the Wu Clan. The twelve Ancestral Witches came out together, yet they could not defeat the mere Jieyin and Zhunti. What is there to be afraid of?"

"Even in a direct battle, I, Emperor Jun, can destroy the Ancestral Witches, and the Heavenly Court can just as easily destroy the Witch Court. Why should you all be troubled!"

The celestial beings exclaimed in unison, "Your Majesty's divine might is unparalleled throughout the universe!"

Di Jun glanced at the people of the Heavenly Court. He knew very well that the intimidation of the Wu Clan's Heavenly Array last time had left a deep impression on everyone's minds.

Even now that the Zhou Tian Star Array has been successfully completed, that shadow still lingers.

"The Heavenly Court needs a victory, a victory to stabilize the hearts of the people. The stars of the heavens should also unleash their brilliance."

Thinking of this, Di Jun said in a deep voice, "The Heavenly Court's original plan remains unchanged. Our target is the Purple Mansion. We will first destroy the Purple Mansion, gather the immortal fortune, and then destroy the Witch Clan. I, Di Jun, will lead you to glory and dominate the prehistoric world!"

"We will obey Your Majesty's decree!"

The crowd dispersed!

Kunpeng was on his way to the star field when he met Bai Ze, who was traveling the same way, and the two went together.

"Bai Ze, have you noticed that His Majesty has changed?"

Bai Ze, who was moving forward, froze, looked at Kunpeng in shock, and said:

"What does the Demon Master mean by this?"

"Literally speaking, Your Majesty no longer possesses the spirit and magnanimity of the past," Kunpeng said slowly.

Bai Ze sighed after hearing this and said, "It's no wonder His Majesty was so devastated. The last battle was a huge blow to him. The Heavenly Consort perished, and then the Eighth Prince... and the Empress Dowager also..."

At this point, Bai Ze could no longer continue, and could only let out a long sigh.

Kunpeng's eyes flickered a few times, his gaze unfocused as he looked up at the starry sky, suddenly feeling that the Heavenly Court was not a place to linger.

He didn't care about what happened to Di Jun, because as the Heavenly Emperor and a powerful being, he had to be able to bear everything.

All he cared about was the future of the Heavenly Court. Although he had already completed the Zhou Tian Star Array, his heart remained completely unmoved.

Although Nuwa and Fuxi still held nominal titles, they had truly left the Heavenly Court, leaving only the three of the demon race's great rulers.

Can the Heavenly Court truly dominate the primordial world?

Furthermore, can the upcoming war against the Purple Mansion truly be won decisively? Or can they defeat the Eastern King Duke of the Purple Mansion?

At this moment, he had a deep doubt, because he thought of Lu Ya in the past. Wasn't this powerful god who was at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm also killed tragically at the hands of Donghua?

Moreover, so many powerful beings helped Donghua in the past, in the battle against the Heavenly Court. Would those people help him again?

Thinking of this, Kunpeng sighed, suddenly losing all confidence in the upcoming Purple Mansion War, feeling a sense that those who follow the Way receive much help, while those who stray from the Way receive little help.

And regardless of winning or losing, where should Kunpeng go?

Bai Ze, standing to the side, was also unable to calm down after his sigh. He was well aware of Di Jun's changes.

The former Emperor Jun was generous, magnanimous, and without any suspicion, but now he has become increasingly sensitive and has a bad temper.

These changes might not matter if they happened to others, but they couldn't happen to the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun.

As the Heavenly Emperor, who governs Yin and Yang, how could he act in this way because of personal feelings?

He could sense that Di Jun's strength was increasing, but the power of the Di Dao within him was weakening, which was not good news.

Those who cultivate the path of the emperor must align their hearts with heaven and earth and take all living beings as their responsibility.

The two had different thoughts, but they had something in common. They stopped talking and got up to fly to the star field to begin directing the practice of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array.

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Meanwhile, on Mount Ling, the battle was fierce!

Zhunti slowly stood up from the ground and looked around. At this moment, Mount Ling had been ravaged by the battle.

All the hard work they had accumulated over countless years was destroyed in an instant; this pain was even greater than any physical injury.

The distant Jieyin was still fighting and was even gaining a slight advantage, but many of his three thousand avatars had already been destroyed.

Meanwhile, Qiangliang and Rushou continued their relentless attack on Jieyin's left arm, which had been pierced by Houtu's arrow earlier, and the injury was becoming increasingly severe.

The situation is extremely precarious!

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Donghua, who was watching the battle from the Purple Mansion, was also shocked and amazed by Jieyin's strength.

It should be noted that Jieyin fought seven Ancestral Witches alone, including Houtu, who was at the late Quasi-Saint level. To be able to fight to such an extent, the disciple of Dao Ancestor Hongjun truly lived up to his reputation.

Fuxi also sighed and said, "If Jieyin and Zhunti don't have any backup plans after fighting this far, all that awaits them is death or escape."

Donghua nodded in agreement, but in his heart he hoped that the Wu Clan would win. He wanted to know if these Heavenly Saints could die, or if they would die at all.

Although Hongjun never said that his six disciples could attain sainthood, his every action told the world that these six were the future saints.

The treasures given to the six people were the best and most suitable, and they were also bestowed with the supreme treasure of the Heavenly Dao, the Primordial Purple Qi, to aid in their cultivation.

If the Wu Clan manages to kill Jieyin and Zhunti today, it will set a precedent that even the Dao Ancestor's disciples can be killed. In this way, the situation in the prehistoric world will become increasingly complicated.

Therefore, Donghua is very much looking forward to it!

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Kunlun Mountains!

The Three Pure Ones stood on Qilin Cliff, and before them lay a scene: the battle on Mount Ling.

Yuanshi stood with his hands behind his back and slowly said, "Elder brother, Jieyin and Zhunti cannot die at the hands of the lich, or we will all be in trouble!"

The Supreme Lord nodded in agreement.

"Second brother, you're right. No matter what happens in the future, they really can't die at the hands of the witch clan now."

Tongtian, standing to the side, said nonchalantly, "Those two are just Master's nominal disciples. I think it doesn't matter if they die; it will be more beneficial for us in the future."

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi angrily said:

"How can you be so unreasonable, Third Brother? As long as they are still Master's disciples, we cannot leave them unrestrained. Besides, they possess the Primordial Purple Qi, and you know how important that is. How can we allow it to fall into the hands of the Witch Clan?"

Upon hearing this, Tongtian felt a headache coming on. At that moment, he truly wished that his second brother had not returned.

He felt that even the spiritual energy of Kunlun, which was not in its primordial state, was sweet.

The Supreme Lord stopped the two from arguing and then said:

"Since you can't agree, let the second brother go to Mount Ling. The third brother shouldn't go. If the Three Pure Ones go together, it will be too conspicuous."

"Besides, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are also at their last gasp. My second brother's intervention is sufficient!"

Yuanshi nodded after hearing this, and then disappeared into the Kunlun Mountains in a flash!

Just after Yuanshi left, Taishang said earnestly, "Third brother, ever since you broke through to the late stage of Quasi-Saint, you have been arrogant and complacent, which is not advisable. You need to calm down and sort out your own path."

"The primordial world is vast and full of powerful figures. There may even be some old monsters still lurking and cultivating there. Have you forgotten Lu Ya of Xikunlun? You must not be arrogant or complacent."

Upon hearing the Supreme Being's criticism, Tongtian also felt that his state of mind was in trouble, and then said:

"I understand, elder brother. In that case, I will also descend the mountain and travel the world, to temper my mind amidst the chaos of life!"

After Tongtian finished speaking, he bowed, got up, and left!

As Taishang watched Tongtian leave, he sighed deeply, "The Three Pure Ones will ultimately have to part ways!"

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On Mount Ling!

Zhunti looked around, a hint of madness resurfacing in his eyes.

Then he suddenly unleashed the blessed pestle in his hand. With a single strike, the space itself rippled, and the target was none other than Qiang Liang, who was besieging Jieyin.

At this moment, Qiangliang and Jieyin were locked in combat and had no time to react.

However, Houtu drew her bow and shot an arrow, blocking the blessing of the divine pestle.

The pressure on Jieyin immediately lessened, and Qingjingzhu waved, driving Qiangliang and Rushou back.

They then reunited with Zhunti!

The two brothers stood together, looked at each other, gave each other a bitter smile, and their eyes held a resolute look.

At this moment, the twelve Ancestral Witches also gathered together, each of them bearing some injuries. Even Gonggong, who had been severely injured by Zhunti at the beginning, was standing there.

This battle has gone on for so long that there are no clear winners, but overall the Witch Clan still has the upper hand.

With his hands clasped together and a sorrowful expression, Jieyin slowly said, "Well said, well said. Mount Ling was originally a secluded place, free from worldly strife, yet today there is such slaughter. It should not have happened."

Dijiang roared, "Jieyin, stop with your hypocrisy! You have only yourself to blame for your current predicament!"

Jieyin seemed not to hear the voice, and exchanged a smile with Zhunti, as if he did not care.

"Since the beginning of time, the Western Continent has suffered from war. This calamity is unacceptable, and you deserve to die."

Zhunti's words were cold and devoid of emotion, while golden light shone brightly around him, and a powerful aura began to emanate from him.

"Heaven and Earth owe the West a debt, and all living beings owe the West a debt; this cause and effect must be repaid today."

As Zhunti finished speaking, he transformed into a massive Bodhi tree, taking root on Mount Ling, its branches covering the sky and the sun. Rivers of cause and effect flowed around him, their mysterious colors endlessly circulating.

Then, the Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on a golden lotus, standing on the Bodhi tree, and the three thousand worlds shone with light once more.

The auras of Jieyin and Zhunti began to merge and intensify, and a powerful wave filled the sacred mountain.

At a certain moment, Jieyin opened his eyes and slowly said, "Esteemed benefactors, let us leave Mount Ling now and let this matter rest. This is our tribulation, is that acceptable?"

The twelve Ancestral Witches opposite them had also formed their battle formation, and the Great Formation of the Capital could be activated instantly, but at this moment, the hearts of the group were far from calm.

They could sense that the two opposite them were fighting desperately and were preparing a powerful attack. Moreover, each of them was injured, so even if they unleashed the Great Heaven Formation, they could only launch one attack.

But if we just retreated to Mount Ling like that, it would be as if we had accomplished nothing and had offended two great supernatural beings for nothing.

Thinking of this, Dijiang looked at his other brothers and nodded slightly to each other. They all understood each other's thoughts. No matter what the final outcome was, they had to fight this battle no matter what, otherwise they would feel uneasy.

"war!"

The twelve Ancestral Witches released their respective Great Daos, their auras merging and the laws of the Great Dao converging. Within their bodies, the power of blood and qi rose again, the might of divine blood mixed with innate turbid qi, illuminating heaven and earth.

Then, the twelve distinct divine blood energies merged with each other, their powerful aura soaring into the heavens.

A figure slowly appeared; it was none other than the true form of Pangu.

After hearing the answer, Jieyin and Zhunti on the other side stopped arguing.

The Bodhi tree swayed, the river of cause and effect flowed, and a huge bubble appeared, with black light shining brightly within it. Just one glance was enough to send chills down one's spine.

The guide held a precious banner in one hand and a precious flag in the other, waving them both, causing the three thousand worlds to tremble and endless divine power to gather within them.

He unleashed countless attacks on that bubble in an instant.

But the bubble still didn't burst!

At this moment, the Bodhi tree that Zhunti had transformed into once again generated a power that blessed Jieyin.

Jieyin launched several more attacks, and the Jieyin Treasure Banner struck the bubble.

Da Yin Xisheng.

It was as if I heard a cracking sound, yet there was no sound at all.

The bubble bursts!

The boundless spiritual energy of the West began to gather, and a powerful figure emerged.

Demonic energy filled the sky!

"Demon Ancestor Rahu!"

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