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

Chapter 93 The格局 (structure/pattern) is set, and the Eastern King Duke seeks to leverage it.

"A hundred years from now, this ancestral witch will return to settle accounts!"

"Since the Dao Ancestor has declared that the Wu Clan rules the land, Di Jun, then keep a close eye on your demon clan subordinates! If any demon dares to set foot even half a step on the primordial land, don't blame my Wu Clan for showing no mercy and breaking the rules!"

The twelve ancestral witches possessed overwhelming power, their voices resounding through the heavens, and every word they uttered was powerful and awe-inspiring.

Above the sky, Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Fu Xi had ashen faces, their spiritual power surging but being forcibly suppressed.

Just now, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun personally set the tone for the prehistoric world, deciding that the Wu Clan would guard the earth and the Yao Clan would rule the nine heavens. The overall situation is settled, and any further arguments will be futile and will only add to the humiliation.

Suppressing their humiliation and resentment, the three bowed deeply to the divine carriage of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun high in the sky, then turned around and resolutely departed on their escape light.

As the figures of the three supreme demon races completely disappeared into the sky, the elite demon races scattered throughout the prehistoric world received the Heavenly Court's order to retreat.

The vast demon army abandoned its land territory, withdrew from the battle, and retreated from the prehistoric continent, returning to the Nine Heavens and the Heavenly Court.

Those remaining demons who were unable to evacuate and were originally stationed on the primordial land could only hide themselves, either fleeing into deep mountains and dense forests or lying dormant in the desolate ancient plains, living in constant fear and unease, like stray dogs, no longer possessing the overwhelming power of the former Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.

This clash between the demons and witches was a crucial battle for the demons to solidify their position in the Heavenly Court and launch a counterattack against the witches.

Before the war, the demon race was very powerful, intending to suppress the witch race in one fell swoop and establish the Heavenly Court's supreme status.

The armies of witches and demons fought fiercely across the primordial world, their battles so intense that the heavens and earth trembled, and neither side could gain the upper hand. However, no one could have predicted that the demon race would suffer a crushing defeat in the top-level power struggle, which would directly rewrite the outcome of the entire war.

After this battle, the prestige of the Heavenly Emperor Dijun in the primordial world was inevitably damaged, and the majesty of the Heavenly Court was also diminished.

However, under intense external pressure, the demon race will inevitably become more united and cohesive.

Far from causing internal strife and disunity, this setback has only strengthened their unity and allowed them to work together to build up their strength.

Once the demon race's momentum had subsided, the twelve ancestral witches in the sky also withdrew their overwhelming fighting spirit. With a flicker of their figures, they all returned to the Netherworld Ancestral Land in the Primordial World to guard the territory of the witch race.

Just as the primordial world was beginning to calm down, a beam of immortal light streaked rapidly from the direction of the East Sea, and the Eastern King Duke hurriedly rushed to the heavens.

Seeing that the celestial ancestor Hongjun's carriage was still suspended in the sky and had not left, he quickly straightened his immortal robes, composed himself, and stepped forward to bow and kneel. His expression was one of fear and self-reproach, and he spoke earnestly, "Disciple Dongwanggong pays respects to the ancestor!"

"This disciple has failed the great trust and appointment bestowed upon me by the Dao Ancestor, and has been unable to govern the myriad immortals of the primordial world or restrain the scattered cultivators, resulting in the Immortal Alliance becoming loose and disorderly."

"When the great war between the Lich King and the Demon King swept across the primordial world, I, your disciple, not only intervened to stop it, causing the war to break out, but also failed to stabilize the situation or deter the villains from all directions. This is truly a dereliction of duty, and I am willing to accept the Dao Ancestor's punishment!"

His head was bowed, his posture extremely humble and submissive, seemingly full of remorse and repentance, but deep in his eyes, there was a trace of eagerness and ambition that was hard to conceal.

He had already made his plans: now that the Lich and Demon races were both severely weakened, the newly established foundation of the Demon Race's Heavenly Court was crumbling, and a huge vacuum had appeared in the power structure of the prehistoric world. This was the perfect opportunity for him to expand his power in the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace and seize the right to speak in the prehistoric world!

However, his title of "Head of Male Immortals" was ultimately just a verbal conferment by the Dao Ancestor. Without the restraint of supreme treasures or the blessing of the Great Dao, it was meaningless and had no deterrent power in front of top prehistoric giants such as the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Demon Emperor Jun.

However, without the tacit approval and blessing of Hongjun Daozu, he would ultimately find it difficult to truly establish himself at the top level of the prehistoric world.

Hongjun Daozu lowered his gaze, looking down with indifferent eyes like an ancient mirror reflecting all heavens, clear and transparent, able to illuminate the true nature of all things.

The little scheme of the Eastern King Duke to seize power and secretly strengthen himself was crystal clear to him, as clear as the lines on his palm.

Dongwanggong was originally a pawn that Hongjun casually placed to balance the power in the early prehistoric world.

Today, Hongjun is focused on deducing the Heavenly Dao, perfecting the Great Dao, and seeking to unite with the Dao. This chess piece, which has limited uses, has long become insignificant and irrelevant to the overall situation.

The Dao Ancestor's expression was indifferent and calm, devoid of joy or sorrow. His voice was flat and distant, as if he were recounting an ordinary past event unrelated to himself: "Your fault lies not in failing to stop the conflict from erupting, but in your lack of self-control and inadequate self-discipline."

"You are appointed as the head of the male immortals so that you can educate the immortals, establish order among the rogue cultivators, and stabilize the foundation of the immortal path in the primordial world, not to condone the rogue immortals of the lower realms to recklessly overstep boundaries, plunder the spiritual materials of the Wu clan's land veins, and provoke the bottom line of the Wu clan, thus creating endless karma and causing chaos in the primordial world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Eastern King's body trembled almost imperceptibly for a moment, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out from his back.

The Eastern King was greatly alarmed. The Dao Ancestor had seen through his secret act of allowing the Immortal Alliance cultivators to harass the Witch Clan!

Dongwanggong hurriedly looked up, about to speak in his defense: "Dao Ancestor, please be wise! This disciple truly—"

Hongjun raised his hand to stop him, not listening to his excuses, and his indifferent words struck at his inner desires: "Enough. Since you are the head of the male immortals personally appointed by me, the immortal path of the primordial world needs a token to govern in order to restrain all immortals and maintain order."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun gently flicked his wide robe sleeves, and clear immortal light surged forth from the void, condensing in mid-air into an ancient and desolate jade scroll.

The scroll slowly unfurled, with auspicious clouds swirling and countless phantom images of sacred mountains, blessed lands, and immortal abodes floating and sinking within it, subtly revealing the supreme and profound Daoist essence that governs all immortals, manages fortune, and suppresses the foundations of the immortal path.

"This is the Primordial Spiritual Treasure, the Myriad Immortals Map. It can record the names and caves of all cultivators in the primordial world, organize the fortunes of rogue cultivators, suppress the thousand-year fate of the Immortal Alliance, and help you regulate the order of the immortal path."

"Today I bestow this upon you, hoping that you will fulfill your duties diligently and behave well, so as not to cause any more trouble or make any mistakes, thus adding to your own karmic burdens."

As the voice faded, the Myriad Immortals Diagram transformed into a dazzling stream of light and landed steadily in the palm of the Eastern King Duke.

Upon touching it, he felt warm and heavy, and the vast power of the innate spiritual treasure swept over his body. He could clearly feel the mysterious and mighty power that belonged to the commander of all immortals and the one who suppressed the immortal path. The joy in Dongwanggong's heart almost broke through his reason and was difficult to suppress.

This was the treasure he had been longing for!

With the blessing of this Myriad Immortals Diagram, he is no longer just the nominal head of male immortals, but is truly able to command all the scattered immortals under heaven and take charge of the primordial immortal path.

It rivals the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan and the Netherworld Witch Clan, establishing itself as a top power in the prehistoric world!

Dongwanggong forcibly suppressed the surging excitement in his heart, kowtowed heavily, his voice trembling slightly with extreme joy, and his tone was extremely firm: "This disciple kowtows to thank the Dao Ancestor for his supreme grace!"

"This disciple will certainly live up to the Dao Ancestor's high expectations. From now on, I will use the Myriad Immortals Diagram to regulate the Immortal Path, educate all immortals, stabilize the four directions, strictly maintain order, eliminate disputes, and never again breed disaster!"

Hongjun nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.