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

Chapter 182 The Light of Taiyi, the Aftermath for the Lich and Demon Races (Important)

After being rescued by Rahu in the last great battle, Donghuang Taiyi was left on the Sun Star, where he transformed into his true form, the Three-Legged Golden Crow. He absorbed the power of Dijun's original Golden Crow and was reborn on the Fusang Tree on the Sun Star.

After being conceived and born this time, her injuries healed, the aftereffects of receiving Rahu's demonic power disappeared, and her cultivation also made a breakthrough.

But he really didn't want this breakthrough, because it would be tantamount to him eating his brother's flesh.

Sometimes he really wanted to fight Donghua to the death, and no matter who lived or died, he wanted to end his life that way.

However, when he thought of how his elder brother Di Jun had sacrificed all the primordial power and the power of the Great Dao that he had accumulated over countless eons to heal his injuries and enable him to break through in cultivation, he realized that this was the only way he could achieve this.

Thinking of the heavy burden of the demon race on his shoulders, thinking of his elder brother Di Jun's earnest expectations and instructions, thinking of Xi He, Chang Xi, and the little golden crows.

Taiyi knew that he was no longer living for himself, but for everyone.

As long as I am alive, there is hope for everything: hope for the demon race, hope for the Heavenly Court, and hope for the return of Emperor Jun.

So no matter how difficult it was, Taiyi persevered, but after being out of seclusion for so long, he hadn't heard a single good news.

First, the demon master Kunpeng returned to the North Sea and took all the demons of the North Sea with him. Although they did not officially break away from the demon race, they were in a state of obeying orders but not procuring them.

Following closely behind were many other races that had previously joined the demon race, which began to break away and declare independence. To date, about a hundred races have broken away.

All sorts of things left him exhausted, and his anger was building up inside him.

Donghuang Taiyi looked around and, seeing that everyone was silent, said sternly:

"Gentlemen, the demon race is not yet extinct! As long as I, Donghuang Taiyi, live, the demon race will never perish!"

But no matter what Taiyi said, no one in the hall spoke, as if this battle had completely crushed the spirit of the demon race.

Donghuang Taiyi was not angry when he saw this, because he knew that now was not the time to be angry, and that being angry would not solve anything.

"Our demon race and our Heavenly Court cannot be without an emperor for even a day. I have decided to offer a sacrifice to Heaven, declare myself emperor, reshape the celestial sphere, and then conquer any races that have broken away!"

"Are you all willing to help me?"

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope seemed to rise in everyone's hearts. After all, no matter how much they succumbed, they could not change the situation of the demon race. Only by taking a gamble might they still have a chance.

Bai Ze laughed heartily and respectfully declared, "I, Bai Ze, am willing to serve Your Majesty and fight to the death for the Heavenly Court!"

He was utterly loyal to the Heavenly Court. He had only resented Di Jun for being so useless before. But when it came to the life-or-death moment for the demon race, he would never run away and was willing to die for the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, Bai Ze seemed to see hope in Taiyi again, and saw the domineering aura and methods of Di Jun back then.

The fact that the demon race has declared itself emperor means that it has not fallen into decline and that it has a master. This can boost the morale of the demon race in a short period of time.

Re-forging the celestial constellations represents a redistribution of the Heavenly Court's interests, which can quickly win over the hearts of the people and concentrate its power.

By punishing the rebellious tribes, we can once again demonstrate the power of the demon race, intimidate people, and awe the world.

But all of this is predicated on Taiyi being strong enough, because the Heavenly Court is currently severely lacking in top experts. If the Witch Clan and the Purple Mansion were to attack, it would instantly collapse.

The other demon saints also recovered from their shock and were astonished by Taiyi's methods. They all expressed their support and submission.

Taiyi's actions at this moment truly shocked everyone in the hall. After all, Taiyi had never used such methods before. Although he was the Eastern Emperor, he held the position of the Heavenly Court's number one enforcer.

To put it bluntly, they only have fists, no brains!

Donghuang Taiyi was also slightly pleased to see this, as it was one of the few pieces of good news he had received in the past few days.

"Gentlemen, the demon race will surely rise again in our hands, and the Heavenly Court will surely reign supreme under our rule!"

At this point, Taiyi released his imposing aura, which dominated the entire area, and slowly said, "This time, since Demon Saint Ci Tie and Demon Saint Gui Che have died in battle, I will not designate anyone to assume the position of Demon Saint."

"I will establish two arenas in the Heavenly Court. From Quasi-Saints down to Great Luo Immortals, whoever stands to the end will become the new Demon Saint!"

"Do you all understand?"

These words instantly enlivened the atmosphere in the hall, and everyone responded in unison:

"We will obey Your Majesty's decree!"

Tai nodded, signaling everyone to stand up. He then took out the Hetu Luoshu and handed it to Bai Ze, saying in a deep voice:

"Bai Ze, I hereby appoint you as the Prime Minister of the Heavenly Court, in charge of all affairs of the Heavenly Court. You have the final say on all matters concerning the Heavenly Court. Anyone who disobeys will be killed!"

Bai Ze's eyes immediately reddened, not because of the two top-tier innate spiritual treasures, but because of this heavy trust.

Although he was highly valued during the reign of Emperor Jun, he had never received such treatment. At this moment, he felt a sense of honor, like a scholar dying for a friend.

Bai Ze knelt on one knee, raised his hands, and proclaimed loudly, "Your subject Bai Ze thanks Your Majesty for your kindness. I am willing to fight to the death for Your Majesty and to offer everything!"

Taiyi laughed heartily, placed the Hetu and Luoshu in Bai Ze's hands, helped him up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "We are ruler and subject in the palace, but in private we are brothers of the demon race. No need for thanks!"

Then, holding Bai Ze's hand, he turned to the crowd and said, "As long as we, ruler and subjects, are of one mind, there is no obstacle we cannot overcome. I firmly believe that our demon race and our Heavenly Court will once again illuminate the primordial world, and you and I will surely reign supreme!"

The crowd bowed in unison:

"Greetings to the Heavenly Emperor! Greetings to the Prime Minister!"

"Congratulations to the demon race! Congratulations to the Heavenly Court!"

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Buzhou Mountain!

Inside the Pangu Hall, the eleven Ancestral Witches sat together, but the atmosphere was unusually somber, because this was the first time since the birth of the Witch Clan that one of the Ancestral Witches had been missing, and it was a permanent loss of one of them.

Dijiang's eyes flickered as he looked at the ten Ancestral Witches in the main hall, finally settling on Houtu. He asked in a deep voice, "Little sister, I wonder how my tenth brother's divine body is now?"

Houtu rose and replied, "Elder brother, Tenth brother's true spirit has completely dissipated and the Great Dao has collapsed. He has returned to the embrace of the Father God, but his true body still exists. Perhaps after countless eons, he will return."

"I placed its true form in the Netherworld, using the Way of the Earth and the energy of the Netherworld to cleanse its true form, preserving its divinity, and awaiting the opportune moment."

"Thanks a lot!"

After saying this, Dijiang looked at everyone in the hall and said, "In this great battle, our clan lost one Ancestral Witch and eleven Great Witches, all of whom were sacrificed at the hands of Zifu. We are now irreconcilable enemies with Zifu."

"But now that our tenth brother has passed away, and the Heavenly Emperor is no longer appearing, what means do we have left to deal with the Purple Palace and the Eastern Palace?"

Upon hearing Dijiang's words, even the once arrogant Ancestral Witches lowered their heads. The pressure Donghua had exerted on them during their past battle was simply too great.

Whether it's their scheming, their cunning, or their ruthlessness, they were all deeply shocked by Donghua's strength. They didn't know how to defeat him.

With a peak Quasi-Saint, all three of his corpses severed, and that incomparably powerful Heavenly Dao force, how could they possibly fight him? They truly had no idea how to deal with him.

Xuanming was the first to stand up and said, "Eldest brother, fellow brothers, although the strength that Zifu has revealed this time is formidable, it is not overwhelming."

"Even if we can't use the Great Heaven Formation, if the Purple Mansion wants to attack us, their so-called Myriad Immortals Formation won't be that strong. After all, once we leave the Three Islands and lose the power of the terrain, the strength of the Myriad Immortals Formation will inevitably decrease. So we don't need to be too wary of the Purple Mansion."

"As for Donghua, the Heavenly Dao power he used in the last battle must not have lasted long, otherwise we wouldn't have needed to fight and could have just surrendered."

"Besides, my younger sister is almost at the peak of Quasi-Saint level. If she were to join forces with my eldest and second brothers, we might very well be able to put up a fight!"

This time, Xuanming broke his usual silence and analyzed Zifu and Donghua in great detail. As soon as he finished speaking, the Pangu Palace became lively.

Zhu Rong slammed his fist on the table and said, "Sister Xuanming is right. I support what you say. Our Wu Clan occupies the primordial land and has countless sons. What is there to fear from a mere Zi Fu or Dong Hua? At worst, I will self-destruct and perish together with him!"

Although Zhu Rong's words were harsh, they instantly garnered support from many people, since the Wu tribe has always revered force.

But after hearing Zhurong's words, Gonggong angrily cursed, "You reckless fool! A mere brute's courage!"

Enraged, Zhu Rong pointed at Gonggong and said, "Fine, then tell me your brilliant ideas. If you can't offer any convincing explanations, I'm not finished with you!"

Gonggong looked at everyone in the hall, stood up and said, "Elder brother, brothers, the current situation in the prehistoric world is that the Purple Mansion is the strongest, followed by the Witch Clan, and the Demon Clan is the weakest. My idea is to join forces with the Demon Clan to deal with the Purple Mansion. As for the conflict between the Witch and the Demon Clan, we can leave that for later."

As soon as Gonggong finished speaking, it caused a huge uproar. Everyone looked at Gonggong in disbelief.

The lich and the demons join forces to fight against the Purple Mansion!

That's simply impossible. The two sides might not even reach an agreement before their subordinates start fighting each other to the point of brains flying everywhere.

Zhu Rong laughed loudly, "Gonggong, I thought you had some brilliant insights, but it turns out you only have such vulgar words, making you a laughingstock!"

The other ancestral witches, while not mocking Gonggong, also did not support him.

Houtu glanced at the dejected Gonggong. In fact, she also supported this approach, because it was the best way, but also almost impossible.

Getting the Lichs to join forces now is the same as getting the Zerg to join forces after level 49 – it's simply not going to work.

Seeing everyone's response, Houtu lost hope and stood up, saying, "Brothers, during this time I have been studying formations, and based on the inspiration from the Purple Mansion Ten Thousand Immortals Formation flags, I have developed new ideas for the Capital Heaven Formation."

"We can also use the array flags to gather the power of many great shamans and recreate the Great Heavenly Array!"

As Houtu's voice fell, it instantly stirred up a storm.

Dijiang stood up excitedly and asked, "Little sister, is what you say true? Can the power of the array flags really be used to rebuild the capital?"

Houtu nodded firmly and said, "Theoretically speaking, there is no problem, but we need to try. As long as many great witches participate, even if not all twelve ancestral witches are present, the true form of the Father God can be reproduced."

Upon hearing this, Dijiang looked at the excited crowd and said, "Very well, in that case, order the great shamans of all tribes to gather at Buzhou Mountain, where we will jointly forge array flags and recreate the Dutian battle!"

"Yes, sir!"

After things calmed down, Houtu looked at the departing Ancestral Witches and sighed. She didn't know if her actions were right or wrong, but an ominous premonition lingered in her heart.

It seemed that this approach would bring disaster to the witch clan, an indelible disaster, but now she had no better choice than to do this.

"I hope this feeling is wrong!"

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P.S.: The new volume contains three chapters, explaining the future development direction of the Purple Mansion, the Demon Clan, and the Witch Clan.

Taiyi is the Heavenly Emperor in mythology, and he has been included here as well. I wonder if everyone is satisfied?

It's almost the end of the month, so I'm asking everyone for some monthly votes and recommendation votes.

In mythology, Donghuang Taiyi is the Heavenly Emperor. We've also given him a makeover here. I wonder if you like it?

(End of this chapter)