Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

"What a joke! Di Jun wanted to exterminate my entire clan, why didn't you say 'Wait a minute' back then?"

Houtu sneered and attacked with surprising speed, ignoring the voice of unknown origin.

"Sigh~"

In the chaos, the person sighed, and then a bell-shaped magical artifact made entirely of brass and engraved with intricate inscriptions appeared and flew between Houtu and Dijun.

The bronze bell moved with incredible speed, even faster than Houtu by three points, arriving first despite being later, and blocking the attack.

Upon seeing the familiar bronze bell, Di Jun's pupils suddenly contracted. A hint of surprise appeared on his face, which quickly turned into dejection, as if he felt that his situation was too unbearable and did not want his loved ones to see it.

Houtu frowned. The newborn was shrouded in chaotic energy. Only when facing him did she realize that he was actually a Hunyuan Daluo level warrior.

With the familiar clock in hand, she knew that killing Di Jun today would be difficult.

"Fellow Daoist, this matter was my elder brother's fault, but since the Wu Clan is not seriously harmed, I am willing to compensate you. I hope you can sit down and have a chat."

As Di Jun and Hou Tu were each lost in their own thoughts, the man spoke again, taking a step forward and revealing his form from the chaos. It was none other than Donghuang Taiyi, who had not appeared for a long time.

Although his temperament had changed drastically and his expression had changed from arrogant to peaceful, his facial features remained the same. Everyone present was an old acquaintance, so how could they not recognize him?

"Taiichi!?"

"Where have you been? Why haven't you seen me for so long?"

Di Jun spoke first, but not to ask his younger brother, who had achieved the Great Luo of Hunyuan, to save him. Instead, he inquired about Taiyi's whereabouts during this time.

A hint of apology flashed in Taiyi's eyes. He first bowed slightly to his elder brother, and then said after standing up.

"Brother, let's discuss this when we get home."

Then, he turned to look at Houtu.

"Fellow Daoist, could you spare my brother's life? I promise that if the Lich King and the Demon King go to war, I will not interfere."

Houtu's face was as cold as ice as she spoke bitterly.

"That sounds nice, but regardless of whether what you say is true or not, even if it were true, if he frequently comes to fight, are we supposed to let him go every time?"

"He can keep failing, while we can be doomed from a single wrong step. What kind of logic is that?"

Before she finished speaking, Houtu's Dharma image behind her began to flicker again, and she launched a fierce attack while simultaneously transmitting her voice to Xu Qing.

"Xu Qing! I'll hold off Taiyi. You go and kill Di Jun. Otherwise, if Di Jun recovers, which of us—the Wu Clan or you—can muster two Grandmaster-level warriors?"

Xu Qing nodded, then patted the red lotus, transforming it into a stream of light that flew towards the barely breathing Di Jun.

"you!"

Taiyi cultivated in the chaos for countless years, enduring all kinds of hardships, and developed a calm temperament, changing his former arrogance. However, he still couldn't let go of his worries about his elder brother.

With a flick of his finger, the Chaos Bell swelled in the wind, growing from the size of a person to tens of thousands of feet high in an instant, flying towards Xu Qing in an attempt to envelop him.

"Don't go!"

Houtu condensed a second Dharma form from the earth's mother energy, towering into the sky, and reached out to grasp the Chaos Bell.

At the same time, the original Samsara True Meaning Dharma Image burst forth with boundless divine light, forcing Taiyi to defend.

Houtu attained enlightenment through the law of reincarnation and also cultivated the Way of the Earth. Although her primordial spirit left her body and lost the support of the Earth Way, her combat power was still a notch above Taiyi's.

Taiyi had to focus all his efforts on defense and had no time to look after Dijun. However, Houtu's divine power was already running low, and he could only hope that his brother could hold on for a little longer.

But Di Jun's body was cracked, like a shattered porcelain doll, and he was powerless to resist. Who would protect him?

Xu Qing threw out the God-Slaying Spear, which pierced straight into Di Jun's heart, intending to annihilate his soul and true spirit together!

But the God-Slaying Spear stopped ten feet away from Di Jun, unable to get any closer...

Xu Qing frowned, looking at the eleven people protecting Di Jun: the Ten Demon Saints and Xi He.

"Didn't I tell you not to get involved in the war?"

Di Jun looked at the beautiful figure in front of him, his tattered face showing worry. Before the battle, he had thought about the consequences of failure, and that there might be no more Heavenly Court.

Therefore, he confined Xihe on the Taiyin Star to prevent her from participating in the battle. As the Taiyin Star Lord, she was protected by innate fortune, and if she did not participate in the battle, she should be able to preserve her life.

After saying this, Di Jun's face turned ashen. He considered himself the destined emperor of the prehistoric world, but now he could only eke out a living under the protection of his wife and subordinates.

"If His Majesty dies, how can I live on alone?"

Emperor Jun was seriously injured, and the restrictions he had set up were weakened, allowing Xihe to break free.

"Lu'er will be alright. Even if His Majesty dies, the prehistoric world still needs a sun."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Di Jun, you should just kill yourself. Don't let your lover and loyal subordinate die in vain for you."

Xu Qing sighed softly, somewhat unable to bear watching such a melodramatic scene, but his speed did not decrease at all. He retrieved the God-Slaying Spear and charged towards Di Jun.

"Empress Xi, take His Majesty back to the palace!"

Xihe dared not delay, picked up Dijun, whose face was ashen and who looked like a dead dog, and flew towards Lingxiao Palace, where there was a restriction that could stop Xu Qing!

The ten demon saints stepped forward and stood in front of Xu Qing. They were seriously injured because of the shattering of the Zhou Tian Star Array. At this moment, they could not maintain their human form and revealed their original forms, all with pale skin and blood seeping out.

But they still managed to stand, swaying and blocking Xu Qing's way, with a death wish.

"Why bother?"

In this situation, Xu Qing sighed again, then made a hand seal with one hand, activating the two laws.

Under the suppression of the Law of Emotion, the Ten Saints were almost powerless to resist. Their eyes were glazed as they stood in front of Xu Qing like lambs to the slaughter.

The spear was brandished, bringing with it a terrifying aura of destruction, and the heads of the ten saints danced in the air.

Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, Fei Lian...

In the blink of an eye, the three demon saints died.

Flying Birth, Ghost Carriage...

As the heads of his former beloved generals fell before Di Jun, his lifeless eyes suddenly rolled.

What is an emperor?

Does having ambition make one a king? Does having power make one a king? Does having face make one a king?

Help me up.

Suddenly, Di Jun, who was in Xi He's arms, spoke, and before Xi He could refuse, he suddenly opened his mouth wide.

When I first obtained that method, I wondered, if luck can strengthen the body, what about the calamity that is the opposite of luck?

I tried it once, but the effect of stealing energy was far less than that of good fortune, and it even mutated my own body.

While the damage to one's body caused by luck can be salvaged, the distortion of one's body by calamity, not to mention the cost, will result in an ugly face and a disgusting appearance when facing an enemy, which is certainly not the work of an emperor.

But now, his body can no longer withstand the damage from the fortune, and it seems that he can only rely on this calamity energy.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, the calamity energy suppressed by the three-legged golden crow suddenly erupted, transforming into a tyrannical purple crow that cried out as it flew toward Di Jun.

Ziwu almost crashed into Dijun's body. Immediately afterward, Dijun's body began to change. First, his whole body began to swell up and turn into a ball of flesh.

Immediately afterwards, tentacles began to grow from the fleshy ball. The tentacles were covered with green mucus, and each tentacle was covered with countless eyeballs.

Di Jun's aura has returned to the peak of Quasi-Saint!

He spoke in a muffled but authoritative voice:

"I started the war, and I am the one who wanted to destroy the Witch Clan. I will take full responsibility for all the mistakes."

"He who bears the nation's shame is the master of the state."

"The state is inauspicious; he is destined to become the king of the world!"