Primordial Era: Innate gourd vine, self-dismemberment

Chapter 72 The Desire for Hegemony

If the Eastern King Duke knows what's good for him, he should properly maintain the order of the primordial world and not rely on his title as the head of male immortals to flaunt his power and participate in the struggle for supremacy in the primordial world.

If that were the case, he wouldn't have openly attacked him, lest he incur the wrath of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

However, if the Eastern King Duke wants to participate in the struggle for supremacy in the primordial world and obstruct his Great Dao, then there's nothing more to say about the struggle for the Great Dao, and he shouldn't be blamed for being ruthless.

Even if Dongwanggong was appointed by Hongjun Daozu as the head of the male immortals, it was only right for him to kill the enemies of the Great Dao. At most, he would bow down and admit his mistake to Daozu afterward.

Meanwhile, in a corner of Zixiao Palace, Zhu Rong, the Fire Ancestor, upon hearing that Dao Ancestor Hongjun had appointed the Eastern King Duke as the head of the male immortals, said with great displeasure, "How could Saint Hongjun appoint this fellow as the head of the male immortals?"

"The responsibility of maintaining order in the primordial world and governing all the immortals should rightfully be borne by us, the descendants of our father god. What is this Dongwanggong? Does he even deserve to govern us, the true descendants of Pangu?"

"Zhurong, be careful what you say! This is the sacred site of a sage; you must not speak recklessly." The Space Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang said solemnly, and then spoke through the bloodline connection in the dark: "If you want to say something, say it through the bloodline connection, don't shout it out."

Although the power of the Great Dao flowed as they spoke, forming an independent Dao domain that isolated the inside from the outside, other guests in the Purple Cloud Palace could not hear what they were saying.

But Hongjun was too powerful; with a single glance, he could render the lives of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace meaningless.

There's no need to eavesdrop; their Dao Domain, formed by the power of the Great Dao, can't stop them. Hongjun will know everything they say and do.

Although Hongjun wouldn't dare kill them for speaking ill of Hongjun in Zixiao Palace, he could still teach them a lesson, and they wouldn't have the power to resist.

However, if they communicate using the unique bloodline connection of the Wu tribe, even Hongjun would not be able to know what they are saying.

"Brother, Zhurong is right!" Gonggong said angrily through the bloodline connection, "We traveled a long way to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao, and what we gained was far less than that of the other guests in Zixiao Palace. Now we have to watch others become the so-called head of male immortals. It's really infuriating. Is this old Daoist Hongjun playing us?"

This time, Dijiang did not stop Gonggong from venting his frustrations. Because Gonggong was communicating via blood ties this time, Hongjun certainly didn't know what they were talking about, and he himself suspected that Hongjun might be playing a trick on them.

In one Yuanhui (a unit of time in Chinese astrology), although they can absorb the extremely rich innate spiritual energy and Daoist inspiration in Zixiao Palace, stimulate their bloodlines, and cultivate for one Yuanhui, which is equivalent to cultivating for twenty or thirty Yuanhui in the past, that is all they gain, and they have no other benefits.

And what about the other guests in Zixiao Palace? Not only did they improve their fundamental abilities, but they also made great progress in their cultivation.

If there were no other guests from Zixiao Palace to compare them to, they might have been satisfied with their gains.

But with other guests from Zixiao Palace as a comparison, they felt unbalanced!

Why did they reap so little while the other guests in Zixiao Palace reaped so much?

What angered and terrified them even more was that their original cultivation level was definitely among the top among the many innate saints.

However, as Hongjun preached in Zixiao Palace, their advantage disappeared, and now among the many top innate saints, they can only rank in the middle to upper range at best.

Just one sermon has led them to this predicament.

After those three sermons, wouldn't they become the weakest among the many top innate saints? Or even be overtaken by the higher-ranking innate saints?

If that's the case, what face do they have to claim to be the true descendants of Pangu? Given their pride, it would be better to kill them.

Thinking of this, Dijiang felt a sense of urgency and couldn't help but recall a secret he had once learned by chance:

Contending for supremacy in the primordial world and gathering boundless fortune can accelerate cultivation. If one can unify the primordial world, one can attain enlightenment through fortune.

They were descendants of the Father God, and it was only right that they should bear the responsibility of maintaining order in the primordial world and leading all the immortals.

They might be able to contend for supremacy in the primordial world and unify it, fulfilling their responsibilities as descendants of the Father God while also using their fortune to accelerate their cultivation, ensuring they don't fall behind the many top innate deities due to Hongjun's sermons.

At this time, no one knew that because of Hongjun's sermon at Zixiao Palace and the appointment of male and female immortal leaders, Dijiang had the idea of ​​conquering the prehistoric world.

Then Houtu, the ancestral witch of the earth, spoke up and advised, "Brothers, there must be a reason why Sage Hongjun did this. Although we do not understand it, we should not offend him in Zixiao Palace."

Upon hearing this, Dijiang's expression softened, and he nodded emphatically, saying, "Then let's give the Sage some face."

Kunpeng resented Dongwanggong, Dijun and Taiyi were hostile to Dongwanggong, the Twelve Ancestral Witches ignored Dongwanggong, and the attitudes of the rest of Zixiao guests were mostly the same.

However, there were also some innate deities who wanted to curry favor with the Eastern King Duke, thinking that after the sermon at Zixiao Palace ended, they would go and seek refuge with him.

The Eastern King Duke is the head of the male immortals appointed by the Dao Ancestor. At the very least, he is a hegemonic force in the prehistoric world. If the Sage Hongjun were to support him, he might even be able to unify the prehistoric world.

However, the reactions of the three Pure Ones, Yuan Yan, Nuwa, and Jieyin, who were sitting on the six prayer cushions at the very front, were somewhat intriguing.

Aside from a hint of regret flashing in Yuanshi's eyes, and Jieyin's intense desire for top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

They remained remarkably calm when Hongjun Daozu appointed the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother as the male and female immortal leaders.

Because they all have absolute confidence in their own strength, what does it matter if they are appointed by the Dao Ancestor as the head of the male and female immortals?

The Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother have no say in their affairs! Peace and tranquility are the best outcome; otherwise, they wouldn't mind sending the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother back to reality.

Just then, Nuwa suddenly turned to Yuan Yan and asked, "Brother Yuan Yan, what do you think the future holds for the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother?"

"The Eastern King Duke is facing imminent disaster without even realizing it!" Yuan Yan replied calmly.

"Oh?" Nuwa smiled and said, "Dongwang is currently enjoying great success, so why does Brother Yuanyan say that he is facing great calamity?"

And what about the Queen Mother of the West?

Yuan Yan shook his head slightly: "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, just look at the gazes that fall on the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother and you will know."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa glanced at the way the guests in Zixiao Palace were looking at the Eastern King Duke, and immediately understood.

Then, she turned to look at the Queen Mother of the West, who was trying her best to keep a low profile and avoid attracting attention, and nodded to herself: "This leader of the female immortals is indeed a sensible person."

At this point, she knew without asking that Yuan Yan felt the Queen Mother of the West would not cause any trouble.