Primordial Salted Fish: Starting from Refusing to Join the Demon Clan

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Otherwise, if he were to arrive in his true identity, the other party would certainly not avoid him as they are doing now, but would appear to greet him like Fuxi did.

Of course, the Primordial Purple Qi is related to the path to sainthood, which is a million times more important than joining the Heavenly Court. As the supreme ruler of the Heavenly Emperor, Di Jun can naturally understand Nuwa's choice.

While I understand, a touch of envy inevitably arises deep in my heart.

I envy Nuwa, who is destined to attain the Primordial Chaos Realm and become a sage!

However, he was not jealous. As the sun god, Di Jun was born into nobility and also had his own path to the Great Dao.

If the demon race could become the protagonist of heaven and earth, if the Heavenly Court could truly rule over all the heavens and myriad realms.

So, as the ruler of the demon race and the supreme ruler of the Heavenly Court, with the blessing of boundless fortune, he might not be inferior to those saints who rely on the Primordial Purple Qi to become saints.

At that time, one can also take advantage of the great power of heaven and earth to forcibly prove the Dao and become a saint!

Thinking of this, the gloom in Di Jun's heart dissipated, and he laughed heartily, adopting an extremely humble posture to show his sincerity: "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you flatter me!"

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa is in seclusion to comprehend the opportunity to become a saint. This is an immense opportunity, and we cannot allow it to be disturbed in the slightest. Although Di Jun is the leader of a clan, he is not an unreasonable person. How could he dare to force us in the slightest?"

"It is a great honor for Emperor Jun and the entire demon race that you have agreed to leave the mountain and join our Heavenly Court in this grand undertaking!"

"As for Fellow Daoist Nuwa, we should respect her own wishes. We can discuss it again when she has completed her seclusion."

At this point, Di Jun's gaze sharpened, and his tone became even more emphatical: "The gates of my Heavenly Court are forever open to Fellow Daoist Nuwa. We will always treat her with the utmost respect and never neglect her!"

As he finished speaking, he slowly stood up, bowed solemnly to Fuxi, and performed the highest form of respect for an equal: "In that case, Fellow Daoist Fuxi, I will take your acceptance as my agreement! From this day forward, you will be the 'Xi Huang' of my Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, holding an incomparably revered position, sharing the power of the Heavenly Court with me and Donghuang Taiyi!"

"After you have made the necessary arrangements, I will personally welcome Emperor Xi's entourage at the Southern Heavenly Gate of the Demon Court!"

Seeing this, Fuxi also rose to return the greeting, his expression calm and resolute, a glint of light flashing in his eyes: "Very well. After I have packed up a bit and given some instructions to my sister, I will soon head to the Heavenly Court to discuss important matters with you, fellow Daoist. I will certainly not fail your trust."

The two exchanged a smile, and at that moment, the threads of cause and effect quietly intertwined and became closely connected.

Once Fuxi accepted the title of "Xi Huang," his fate could no longer remain unaffected, and he was completely bound to the destiny of the demon race's heavenly court.

Deep within the cave, in the quiet chamber where Nuwa was in seclusion, the light of the primordial purple aura flickered slightly, as if sensing the changes in cause and effect in the outside world, or as if completely immersed in the profound enlightenment of becoming a saint, unmoved by external things.

Di Jun's invitation ultimately only brought Fuxi to the meeting. As for the Holy Mother Yuanjun, who was destined to create humans from clay and mend the heavens with stones, her mind was already wandering in the boundless path of pursuing the Primordial Dao Fruit, and worldly affairs could not disturb her heart.

……

Meanwhile, deep within the Northern Darkness, in the Netherworld Void.

Kunpeng here has completely inherited the entire legacy of the remnant soul of the God of Slaughter.

However, when he carefully examined his sea of ​​consciousness, he found that there was no "Mark of the Great Dao of Slaughter" as described by the God and Demon of Slaughter.

The absence of the Great Dao Imprint means that Kunpeng has not obtained the core identity of the God and Demon of Slaughter.

This means that Kunpeng only obtained the Slaughter God and Demon's understanding of the Great Dao of Slaughter, cultivation experience, and a part of the fragmented memories.

This means that Kunpeng risked its own demise and went through countless near-death experiences to work hard, only to gain no real benefit whatsoever.

Of course, strictly speaking, it's not like they gained absolutely nothing.

At least the insights and memories of slaying gods and demons will allow Kunpeng to avoid many detours on his cultivation path, especially in deducing the laws of slaughter, saving him countless years of trial and error.

But this is not the result Kunpeng wanted!

What he coveted was that Great Dao Imprint, the ability to directly control the Great Dao of Slaughter, and to become the new God of Slaughter!

"boom!"

A surge of overwhelming rage instantly welled up in his heart. At this moment, the killing intent within Kunpeng reached its peak, and the seawater around him was dyed crimson by the baleful aura, as if it wanted to freeze the Northern Sea.

Under the intense killing intent, Kunpeng's mind became clear, and he seized the opportunity to activate the method of severing the three corpses.

"cut!"

With a low shout, a figure, entirely black and exuding an aura of endless ferocity, stepped out from the body of the Kunpeng.

This is his evil corpse—formed from the greed, tyranny, and resentment within his heart.

However, a ruthless glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes as he looked at the monstrous corpse before him.

Ordinary cultivators sever their three corpses by entrusting their obsessions with innate spiritual treasures in order to attain enlightenment.

But at this moment, he did not have a suitable innate spiritual treasure to entrust to this evil corpse, so keeping it would be useless and would only cause trouble!

"Smash it!"

Kunpeng did not use any magical treasures to contain the evil corpse, but instead mobilized all his magical power and threw a punch!

boom!

The evil corpse didn't even have time to scream before it was smashed to pieces by the Kunpeng.

The black mist that filled the sky did not dissipate. Instead, under Kunpeng's control, it transformed into a ball of extremely pure primordial energy, returning to his body to nourish his primordial spirit and physical form.

The moment the evil corpse shattered, the space that imprisoned the consciousness of the killing gods and demons began to tremble violently and then began to collapse.

This space was originally created to imprison and trap the consciousness of the God of Slaughter. Now that the consciousness of the God of Slaughter has been destroyed, the space has lost its supporting core and naturally cannot exist.

Amidst a chaotic spatial storm, the Kunpeng flashed, picked up a treasure left behind in the void, and soared away.

When he left this place, he had a blood-red longsword in his hand.

The blade was long and narrow, dark red all over, as if it were cast from endless blood, and blood droplets were still dripping from its tip, making one's heart tremble.

Blade of Slaughter!

This sword was originally a weapon born to slay gods and demons, and its power was earth-shattering.

It was originally a top-grade Chaos Treasure, but during the Great War of Creation, it was severely struck by the Heaven-Opening Axe in the hands of the Great God Pangu, resulting in a great loss of its spiritual power and a drop in its grade to the current level of a half-step Innate Treasure.

Even so, its sharpness was still enough to kill a quasi-saint.

"An unexpected surprise, better than nothing!" Kunpeng toyed with the blood-red blade in his hand, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth, and sighed.

Actually, that's not the case. With this killing blade, the gap that Kunpeng lacked in a powerful killing treasure can be filled.

He was already skilled in speed and surprise attacks, and now with such a formidable weapon, he was even more powerful.

Moreover, after gaining insights and cultivation experience in the Great Dao of Slaughtering Gods and Demons, Kunpeng will achieve twice the result with half the effort in cultivating the Great Dao of Slaughtering, and will soon be able to completely master the essence of this Blade of Slaughtering.

At that time, Kunpeng's combat power will be greatly enhanced, and few in the prehistoric world will dare to challenge its might!