A Great Tribulation Approaches!

"Fragments of the Jade Plate of Creation?"

Tongtian's eyes flashed with brilliance, and a joy rose in his heart.

This was a rare supreme treasure!

Even Old Ancestor Hongjun would likely be tempted upon seeing it.

Especially the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Dao contained within.

It could be said that with it, the path of cultivation would become much smoother, and the comprehension of the Great Dao would accelerate significantly.

With a thought, he took it out and examined it carefully.

And at this very moment, a furious roar suddenly erupted from the Sun Star, echoing throughout the Primordial World.

"Who! Dares to steal my Demon Race's treasury!"

This roar shook the Primordial World, and the four seas trembled.

Countless cultivators, in their shock, began to discuss amongst themselves.

"Hiss--! Who is so bold as to dare to break into the Demon Race's treasury? Isn't that courting death!"

"Isn't it! How long has it been since East King Duke's lesson, and someone dares to take such a risk? They're truly audacious!"

"That's a vital area of the Demon Race, filled with so many treasures... cough cough, I'm just envious."

"It seems the Primordial World is about to face turmoil again."

"Speaking of which... could it be Sect Master Tongtian? After all, he is a Saint, so entering the Demon Race's treasury would be as easy as breathing..."

Before the words were even finished, they abruptly stopped.

Just as all the gods were bewildered, a cold snort suddenly echoed throughout the Primordial World.

"Saints are not to be blasphemed! If there is a next time, your race will be exterminated!"

Upon hearing this, countless beings turned pale with fright, and those with lower cultivation bases were so terrified their legs went weak and their faces turned ashen.

Dijun and Taiyi, who were burning with rage, heard these words and their expressions changed.

They had indeed suspected Tongtian earlier, but now, the possibility seemed extremely low.

Given Tongtian's current status and strength, if he truly wanted something, he only needed to ask, and they would be powerless to refuse.

Why would he act so sneakily?

Fortunately, Tongtian was unaware of their thoughts, otherwise, he might not have been able to resist laughing like a pig.

He knew very well that face, in the presence of true benefits, was worthless.

Only those who were self-righteous would value it more than their lives.

And these people often suffered the most because of it.

Of course, the reason Tongtian had made a move to deter them was naturally to stir up trouble.

Besides, Fuxi had planned and directed the entire operation. He hadn't even lifted a finger, so he couldn't take the blame for this!

"Have you considered another possibility?" Kunpeng, who had been silent the whole time, said with a frown, his tone laced with suspicion.

"What possibility? Speak quickly!" The impatient Taiyi urged.

Although Dijun remained silent, his expression was equally grave.

The loss this time was too heavy. If the treasury resources could not be recovered, the Demon Race, while not annihilated, would be severely weakened.

"Firstly, the heavenly secrets were obscured, indicating that the perpetrator has an extremely high cultivation."

"Secondly, after ruling out the Intercepting Sect, there are very few who could accomplish this. We can investigate them one by one."

"Furthermore, I suspect that the reason we couldn't find the treasury resources in the Purple Mansion before was that this group took the opportunity to transfer them."

"Therefore, these thieves are definitely not a single person, but likely an organized gang!"

Kunpeng slowly revealed his deductions. Although his tone was calm, every word was forceful.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell into thought.

Thinking about it carefully, it wasn't entirely unreasonable.

A moment later, Dijun's gaze turned sinister, filled with killing intent.

"In that case, then investigate thoroughly!"

"As long as these despicable and shameless little thieves are found, they will surely die without a burial place!!"

"Yes, my lord!" All the gods responded in unison.

Without time to catch their breath, Kunpeng and the Ten Great Demon Gods each led a portion of the Demon Race army and set off majestically to various parts of the Primordial World.

Seeing this formation, the various powerful beings immediately became vigilant and strengthened their defenses.

The entire Primordial World was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if a storm was brewing.

At this time, on the Three Immortal Islands.

Fuxi, the instigator of everything, after storing all the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion, used his clone technique.

He split off several avatars to oversee the affairs of the Intercepting Sect, while his main body went straight into the secret chamber.

He planned to attempt breaking through to the mid-stage of the Quasi-Saint realm.

Inside Wuzhuang Temple.

Hongyun arrived in a hurry. Without much pleasantry, he sat on a futon as soon as he entered and casually picked up a Ginseng Fruit to devour.

"Why did you call me here in such a rush? What's the matter?"

Still chewing the fruit pulp, he asked indistinctly.

Zhenyuanzi sighed lightly and spoke with a solemn expression.

"Regarding joining the Intercepting Sect, what have you considered?"

Hongyun was slightly taken aback, his brows furrowing unconsciously.

His nature was to roam freely, unwilling to be bound by sect rules.

But seeing his old friend's serious demeanor, he found it difficult to refuse.

Zhenyuanzi naturally understood his temperament. He waved his hand and advised, "The great tribulation is about to begin, and many fellow Daoists have already perished. You should think more carefully."

"If you don't have enough strength, even if you can live freely for a while, how long will that freedom last?"

Hongyun remained silent.

He wasn't ignorant of this logic.

It was just that a sliver of hope remained in his heart, thinking that he had always kept to himself and hadn't made too many enemies.

Giving up his freedom for protection was truly hard to accept.

Moreover, the Intercepting Sect had Saint Tongtian presiding over it, with many Quasi-Saint powerhouses behind him.

"Fine, since your mind is made up, I won't persuade you further."

"After the third sermon in Purple Heaven Palace concludes, I will officially join the Intercepting Sect. If you are interested then, you can come with me."

Time flew by, and a thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

During these years, due to the theft of the treasure vault, the Demon Race had mobilized almost their entire force, searching all over the Primordial World for the thief.

The entire Primordial World was in turmoil, filled with lamentation.

Among the already dwindling Three Thousand Red Dust Guests, many more powerful beings fell one after another, causing countless beings to panic and feel uneasy.

Fortunately, Kunpeng had made judgments early on and focused his search on powerful beings, thus preventing the involvement of more weak lives.

Otherwise, who knew how many innocent people would have lost their lives in this upheaval.

However, just as the Demon Race was in the midst of their hunt, they angered another force—the Witch Race.

Since ancient times, they had taken it upon themselves to protect the world transformed by Great God Pangu. How could they tolerate the Demon Race's rampant behavior?

Thus, the conflict between the two races deepened daily.

Almost every day, members of both sides perished.

Seeing this, the Witch Race, filled with rage, quickly mobilized their troops and increased their counterattack.

Meanwhile, the Demon Race, having found nothing in a thousand years, had long been impatient.

Coincidentally, the Witch Race delivered a fierce blow, which became the outlet for them to vent their anger.

For a time, the conflict between the Witches and Demons escalated, and the flames of war continued to spread.

The entire Primordial World was filled with a murderous aura.

On this day.

Nuwa, whose relationship with Tongtian had grown closer, suddenly spoke.

"It's been a long time since I've been back. I want to go see my dojo."

Tongtian was startled, not expecting her to bring this up so suddenly.

After a moment of thought, he smiled slightly.

"Alright, I'll accompany you."

"And by the way, I'll show you some excitement."

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He sensed that the Heavenly Court was about to appear, and its location happened to be at the summit of Buzhou Mountain.

In other words, the future Heavenly Court would be established directly above the Witch Race's heads.

The consequences, as one could imagine, were dire.

"Excitement? What excitement?"

Nuwa asked with curiosity.

"Hmm... the Witch Race and Demon Race are probably going to officially go to war."

Tongtian chuckled, pinching her nose and embracing her waist. With a thought, they vanished.

In the blink of an eye, the two appeared on the peak of Buzhou Mountain.

Nuwa's face was filled with shock as she stared at him blankly, truly understanding the might of a Saint at that moment.

The Three Immortal Islands were millions of miles away, yet he had brought her here with such casual ease. It was terrifying!

"What are you still standing there for? Let's go."

Seeing her gaze wandering, as if her mind was elsewhere, Tongtian teased her with a light laugh.

Nuwa snapped back to reality, responded with a sound, and then led him into the dojo.

It was precisely at this moment that

Dijun and Taiyi, who had been searching for a treasure land all over the Primordial World without success, suddenly felt something. Following an unseen guidance, they headed straight for Buzhou Mountain.

As their senses grew clearer, the two exchanged a look.

Then, taking their subordinates with them, they ascended directly to the mountain peak.

Before long, they had arrived at the summit.

Before they could even steady themselves, the sky above Buzhou Mountain suddenly erupted with an incredibly dazzling light.

Sensing the arrival of fated individuals, the great formation that had concealed the mountain automatically dissipated.

Multicolored auspicious clouds surged, instantly filling the sky for millions of miles.

In an instant, countless beings were alerted.

"They're here."

Tongtian gently stroked Nuwa's hair, his eyes full of anticipation.

Nuwa followed his gaze.

"The Heavenly Court! Hahaha! It's truly the Heavenly Court!"

"Heaven aids my Demon Race!"

Dijun laughed heartily, his face filled with joy.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi and their subordinates beside him were also filled with unbearable excitement, and they shouted in unison:

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Rise, all of you. Follow me inside."

Dijun waved his hand, helping everyone up, and then took the lead into the Heavenly Court.

The group made a brief inspection within and finally gathered before Lingxiao Palace.

The majestic and magnificent palace indeed possessed a certain aura of ruling the world.

The brothers, ecstatic in their hearts, sensed the heavenly secrets, exchanged a few opinions in secret, and made their decision.

They leaped into the air above Lingxiao Palace, activated their magic power, and loudly swore:

"Heavenly Dao as witness, I, Dijun, and Taiyi, by the mandate of heaven, shall enlighten all beings. We establish the Heavenly Court on the peak of Buzhou Mountain. We hope the Heavenly Dao will observe!"

"Now, with the Chaos Bell as the foundation and the River Diagram and Luo Book to gather fortune, the Heavenly Court is established!"

Rumble!

The Heavenly Dao sensed it and responded with immense power.

In an instant, boundless Heavenly Dao power descended.

The words of Dijun and Taiyi spread to all four corners of the Primordial World.

The immeasurable fortune of the Demon Race converged above their heads, visibly enhancing their auras.

At the same time, within a radius of a million miles, auspicious clouds of merit slowly rose, dazzling and radiant.

Some powerful beings who had miraculously survived until now were all awakened from their seclusion.

A moment later, dozens of divine senses descended upon Buzhou Mountain.

"Hiss! Such immense merit, could it be they are about to achieve Sainthood in one step?"

"Good heavens, the Demon Race is also going to have a Saint?"

"I never expected them to stir up such a commotion so quietly. Truly enviable!"

"I have a premonition that the Primordial World will not be peaceful from now on."

"Enlighten on behalf of heaven? Humph! Dijun and Taiyi have no small ambitions!"

Within Mount Sumeru.

"Brother, I suddenly have a premonition. I feel a great calamity is approaching."

Zhunti retracted his gaze and turned to his brother beside him.

That premonition from the depths of the void was exactly the same as the one before the conflict between Dao and Demon.

His voice trembled slightly, clearly still shaken from that catastrophe.

"It's alright. This calamity should have nothing to do with the West. Just focus on your cultivation."