I Will Help You Kill Di Jun or Taiyi

Empress Wa's Palace.

When Di Jun appeared outside the palace, the palace gates opened silently.

Nuwa was already waiting in the main hall.

When she saw Di Jun leading the Little Golden Crow, who was covered in wounds and whose eyes were filled with fear, into the room, she sighed softly.

"Di Jun greets Your Ladyship."

Di Jun bowed deeply to Nuwa.

No need for such formalities.

Nuwa's gaze fell upon the Little Golden Crow.

"He can stay with me from now on."

"No one can hurt him here."

Having received Nuwa's promise, Di Jun finally felt a slight easing of the tension in his heart.

"Thank you, Your Ladyship." Di Jun bowed deeply.

Nuwa looked at him and spoke slowly.

"Di Jun, do you know that the Demon Clan, the Immortal Court, and the Dragon Clan have all fallen into someone else's trap?"

"The Heavenly Secrets of this matter Chaos in mystery; even I cannot deduce the slightest detail. There must be Saint involved behind the scenes."

Di Jun remained silent for a moment before speaking in a hoarse voice.

"I guessed it."

"The Restrictions on Tanggu Valley were set up by my own hands, and I know best how powerful they are."

"No one but Saint could have broken through my formation so silently and released my son."

His answer surprised even Nuwa.

"Since it's a scheme, why are you making such a big fuss now? Aren't you just playing into their hands?"

"Di Jun, you must be careful."

"Careful?"

Di Jun suddenly laughed, a laugh filled with self-mockery and sorrow.

"Your Ladyship!"

"My son is dead; I no longer care about right or wrong."

"The Evil Corpse of the East King Duke killed my son; this is an indisputable fact."

"The body of my ninth son was found in the Dragon Clan Realm; his fatal wound carried the aura of the Dragon Clan."

I don't care who's plotting this behind the scenes!

"All I know is that the Immortal Court and the Dragon Clan killed my son!"

"I must avenge this!"

"When I destroy the Immortal Court and slaughter the Dragon Clan, I will avenge my sons for this Sea of Blood!"

"I will find out which Saint is plotting against my Demon Clan!"

"At that time, I will make him pay an unbearable price!"

Nuwa looked at him quietly, without saying a word for a long time.

yes.

Nine sons have already died, why care about their conspiracies and schemes? Why care about right and wrong?

Just do it!

Di Jun bowed deeply to Nuwa.

"Di Jun, I implore Your Ladyship to lend me a hand!"

"Help my Demon Clan to flatten the East Sea, destroy the Immortal Court, and slaughter the Dragon Clan!"

Nuwa closed her eyes.

A long silence fell over the main hall.

Reason told her that this was a trap, a massive conspiracy to drag the Demon Clan into an abyss of no return.

But...

She opened her eyes and looked at Di Jun, whose eyes were bloodshot.

Di Jun has entrusted his only bloodline to her; this is trust, and also a resolute statement.

If she doesn't respond, she will be alienated from the entire Demon Clan.

A resolute glint flashed in Nuwa's eyes.

She slowly stood up.

An invisible, Saint -like pressure filled the entire Empress Wa's Palace.

"Fine."

"If that's the case..."

"Then let's destroy the Immortal Court and the Dragon Clan."

Penglai Immortal Island, the main hall of the Immortal Court.

Outside the hall, a disheveled figure stumbled in—it was the Evil Corpse of the East King Duke.

The Evil Corpse's face was deathly pale, and the aura left by Di Jun's attack still lingered on its body, making it weak and feeble.

When East King Duke saw his appearance, his heart skipped a beat.

What happened?

The Evil Corpse recounted everything that had happened on the East Sea in detail.

"You killed them?"

The East King Duke's chest heaved violently as he pointed at his own Evil Corpse, speechless for a long time.

"He insulted me, so I killed him."

"Those behind them just charged in to their deaths."

The East King Duke was so angry that he trembled all over.

He never imagined that simply sending the Evil Corpse to drive the people away would result in such a huge problem.

"I'm asking you to watch them leave."

I didn't ask you to kill anyone!

Do you even know who you killed?!

The Evil Corpse raised its head, its face displaying a mixture of savagery and disdain.

"Know."

"The Demon Clan Prince."

What difference would it make if I killed him?

"It was your evil intentions, fellow Daoist, that led me to this. What I did was exactly what you wanted to do."

The East King Duke was speechless for a long time after hearing this.

yes.

He did indeed intend to kill him at that time.

But he managed to suppress it in the end!

Just then, another Celestial Officials rushed in, his expression filled with panic.

"Wood Duke! Something terrible has happened! News has come from the Demon Clan!"

"The body of Di Jun's ninth son... the body was found in the Dragon Clan's sea!"

"It is said that the fatal wound carries the aura of the Dragon Clan!"

"What?"

These words instantly calmed East King Duke down.

The Evil Corpse killed eight.

The ninth one died at the hands of the Dragon Clan.

This layout...

This scheme...

What ruthless methods!

"I've been set up."

The Evil Corpse also realized what was happening, its face turning ugly.

The East King Duke ignored him and simply waved his hand.

"Understood, you may leave."

The Celestial Officials, feeling as if granted a pardon, hastily departed.

Inside the main hall, only the East King Duke and his Evil Corpse remained.

"Fellow Daoist, what should we do now?"

The Evil Corpse asked.

East King Duke closed his eyes, and only opened them again after a long time.

"Di Jun is probably insane now."

He won't listen to any explanations.

"This battle is unavoidable."

Now is not the time to investigate who is behind this.

The current challenge is how to deal with Di Jun's retaliation!

The Immortal Court and the Dragon Clan are now in the same boat.

His figure flickered and instantly disappeared from the main hall, heading straight for the depths of the East Sea.

The East Sea Dragon Palace.

Inside the ancient and profound hall, Candle Dragon kept his eyes fixed on the palace entrance.

He had already received the news.

He was waiting for someone.

Sure enough, the space rippled slightly, and the figure of the East King Duke appeared inside the hall.

"You've arrived," Candle Dragon said slowly.

"How could I not come?" East King Duke chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon, we've all been tricked."

"Is it any use saying all this now?" Candle Dragon asked.

"Di Jun's nine sons died in the East Sea. You killed eight of them, and one died on my Dragon Clan's territory."

"Tell me, who cares if we've been set up?"

Will Di Jun listen to our explanation? Will Taiyi listen? Will the entire Demon Clan listen?

"They only want revenge, they only want to wash away their shame with our blood."

The East King Duke remained silent.

Candle Dragon said is true.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Fellow Daoist, things have come to this point; further words are pointless."

"The Demon Clan race is powerful; only by joining forces can our two families have a chance to survive this calamity."

A resolute glint flashed in Candle Dragon's eyes.

"I know."

"If the Demon Clan attacks, I will take action."

"I will risk my life to help you kill Di Jun, or Taiyi."