The one walking toward them was none other than the Primordial Wilderness's foremost nice guy—and its greatest sucker—Hong Yun!
Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi were inseparable friends, true best buddies.
Both had been among the three thousand guests of Purple Sky Palace, and both were among the Primordial Wilderness's top great powers.
Perhaps it was because they were both good-natured people that they became such close friends, nearly inseparable at all times.
And when Hong Yun gave up his seat in Purple Sky Palace, he planted the seeds of his own death.
The key was the Primordial Violet Qi he possessed. Of the countless living beings, who did not want it?
Obtain Primordial Violet Qi, and one could become a Saint!
Those were words personally spoken by the Dao Ancestor. No one doubted them.
Everyone knew that Primordial Violet Qi was an opportunity to become a Saint, yet none knew that it concealed a massive scheme.
The two of them had given him benefits last time. Should he remind Hong Yun not to leave Wuzhuang Temple?
Even if he could not become a Saint, at least he would not perish?
Niu Ben pondered inwardly.
At this moment, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi did not notice Niu Ben's gaze. When the Three Pure Ones took their seats, the two rose together and bowed in greeting.
If it had been anyone else, the Three Pure Ones would have merely nodded and returned the greeting with a smile.
But toward Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, the Three Pure Ones all raised their hands and returned the bow. Before Purple Sky Palace began its teachings, the few of them had often sat together to discuss the Dao.
"Taishang, ever since we parted at Wuzhuang Temple, I never expected to meet again here!"
Hong Yun said with a smile.
"If the two of you have time, you may come to Kunlun Mountain for a gathering."
Taishang extended an invitation as well.
The surrounding beings who saw Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi conversing with the Three Pure Ones were naturally envious.
The Three Pure Ones' fame resounded throughout the Primordial Wilderness.
Even some great powers who had only recently entered the Quasi-Saint realm were not qualified to step forward and offer greetings.
Even Ancestor Minghe rose and clasped his hands in salute, showing his respect.
Taishang smiled and nodded, raising his hand in return.
Zhunti and Jieyin also came over.
Although the two of them were quite unwelcome in the Primordial Wilderness, especially among the top Quasi-Saint great powers, who disdained associating with them—
Taishang still responded with a smile.
The Three Pure Ones seemed to be the true main characters of the day. Once everyone had finished exchanging greetings, East Prince Gong immediately arranged for immortal maidens to serve all kinds of fresh fruits. Immortal music began to play, and the Myriad Immortals Assembly officially commenced.
Everyone spoke of the strange stories and interesting events they had encountered recently.
Niu Ben listened for a while, then found it rather dull. His mind was elsewhere anyway. While everyone was listening to those great powers converse and no one paid him any attention, he silently slipped out of the Great Hall.
He walked along the roads of Purple Mansion Continent, continuously extending his senses.
He had slipped out in secret to find a certain place.
He had long since made up his mind.
No one understood East Prince Gong's fate better than he did. This guy was a genuine unlucky bastard. Hongjun had likely seen exactly what sort of person he was, which was why he had named him Head of Male Immortals.
It was nothing more than using him as bait to draw out the Demon Heavenly Court's forces, forcing the Demon Clan to rapidly unite and form an enormous, complex Demon Army numbering in the trillions upon trillions.
Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun were natural-born emperors.
Once the Demon Heavenly Court led by the two of them was established, how could it possibly disband so easily? And once the Demon Clan grew powerful, they would inevitably contend for the position of overlord of the Primordial Wilderness.
The Wu Clan was single-minded and possessed exceedingly fiery tempers.
Their battle would be the true beginning of the Tribulation.
Although East Prince Gong was an unlucky bastard, it had to be said that he certainly possessed no shortage of treasures. What Niu Ben sought was precisely the place where those treasures were stored.
Very quickly, he spotted a location.
Many people had come to attend the Myriad Immortals Assembly today. The capable experts of the Purple Mansion Immortal Court had basically all gone to receive the guests.
Yet a Quasi-Saint great power was stationed here, with a Formation guarding the surroundings. Guards stood watch every few steps.
Niu Ben completely concealed his aura.
If he had guessed correctly, this should be the Treasure Vault of the Purple Mansion Immortal Court.
After circling the Formation once, Niu Ben was already certain.
Within it were the Dao auras emitted by many innate treasures, which seeped through the Formation and revealed themselves.
He knew East Prince Gong loved to show off. This Treasure Vault definitely would not have a concealment barrier.
Having found his target, Niu Ben did not hesitate to imprint an extremely well-hidden spatial mark here.
As a transmigrator—
He knew East Prince Gong's fate all too well. This unlucky bastard was not far from death.
In that case, rather than letting those treasures benefit someone else, they might as well benefit him.
He did not want such good things to fall into others' hands. Keeping them for himself could also strengthen his own power.
That spatial mark would allow him to conveniently teleport here in the future.
Only after finishing everything and confirming that no one had noticed did he silently return to the Great Hall.
The banquet was still ongoing.
He lay sprawled behind Taishang, listening to all manner of anecdotes and using them to pass the time.
Meanwhile—
Above the Nine Heavens—
Within the headquarters of the Demon Heavenly Court—
The Ten Demon Gods of the Demon Clan had gathered in a grand and majestic palace.
Seated high above were Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun, the two Demon Emperors.
At the seats below them on either side sat the renowned Ten Demon Gods. The most famous among them was Demon God Bai Ze, known as their strategist.
Bai Ze had pledged allegiance to the two Demon Emperors long ago.
Beside him stood a Demon God with a rather impulsive and reckless temperament. He rose, clasped his hands, and said, "Your Majesties, East Prince Gong is holding the Myriad Immortals Assembly on Purple Mansion Continent. Shouldn't you go offer your congratulations?"
Though he spoke of congratulations, the smile on his face carried a savage, violent intent.
Everyone understood what he meant.
These congratulations would certainly be a blow to the head, humiliating East Prince Gong and leaving him unable to save face.
None of the Ten Demon Gods regarded East Prince Gong as worthy of notice. Even the weakest among them was a One-Corpse-Severed Quasi-Saint, while the two Demon Emperors were both Two-Corpse-Severed Quasi-Saints.
The friction between the two sides had continued without end, forming an intensely hostile relationship, though they had not yet reached the point of deciding life or death.
But everyone present understood that Purple Mansion Immortal Court and the Demon Heavenly Court were destined to fight. Between them, there had to be a battle to the death.
After all, they could tolerate the Purple Mansion Immortal Court, but the other side might not tolerate the Demon Heavenly Court.
Countless members of the Demon Clan had been forced by circumstance to join the Demon Heavenly Court's camp. They had long borne resentment toward the immortal court of Purple Mansion Continent.
Now that the Purple Mansion Immortal Court was holding the Myriad Immortals Assembly—
Its meaning was self-evident.
If the Demon Clan did not make some sort of move, the beings of the Primordial Wilderness might think they feared the Purple Mansion Immortal Court.
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