A Thousand Years in the Blink of an Eye, the Demon Race Unifies

In the Primordial Wilderness, years went uncounted; in cultivation, time had no measure.

Since Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi had parted at Wuzhuang Temple, a thousand years had drifted quietly by.

Over those thousand years, the Primordial Wilderness appeared calm on the surface, while every major power silently amassed its strength.

Yet for the Wu Clan, those thousand years had brought earth-shattering change.

The Ancestral Witches, secluded in cultivation, had each broken through their realms, relying on Father God's legacy and their own exceptional talents.

Mang, Ru Shou, Gong Gong, Zhu Rong, Qiang Liang, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, She Bi Shi, and Xuan Ming had all entered the Quasi-Sage Realm.

For a time, the Wu Clan's Fortune surged.

After the Ancestral Witches made Great Advancement in Cultivation, Zhou Ming gathered once more with his twelve younger brothers and sisters in the Depths of Pangu Hall, where they jointly studied the supreme inheritance left behind by Father God Pangu.

Perhaps because of the variable that was Zhou Ming, they had actually comprehended new changes within that supreme killing formation of the inheritance—the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation.

This formation could be set up by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, or by all thirteen of them together.

If Zhou Ming were included, and the thirteen joined forces to activate it, with Pangu Hall serving as the heart of the Pangu True Body, then the aura of that Pangu True Body would be so overwhelmingly powerful that every Ancestral Witch's heart would tremble, as though Father God himself were about to reappear in the Primordial Wilderness!

It would be even better if they had a Sky-Opening Axe.

This would be the Wu Clan's most powerful trump card.

While the Wu Clan quietly gathered strength at Buzhou Mountain, the Demon Race had likewise never halted its expansion.

Demon Emperor Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi—the two brothers possessed grand ambition and extraordinary methods.

After a thousand years of diligent governance, they had finally brought the countless Demon Race factions across the Primordial Wilderness under their command, completing the unification of the Demon Race.

The Demon Race's Heavenly Court stood at the height of its Fortune, its might looming over the Nine Heavens.

On this day, within the Lingxiao Treasure Hall of the Heavenly Court.

Di Jun sat high upon the Emperor Throne, his face stern and dignified.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood below him, his expression proud and unyielding, battle intent soaring.

On the other side stood the refined-looking Fuxi.

During those thousand years, Di Jun and Taiyi had personally traveled to Phoenix Nest Mountain to invite Nuwa and Fuxi back to the Heavenly Court.

However, Nuwa politely declined, citing her Seclusion to comprehend the Hongmeng Purple Qi and strive for Sagehood.

After careful deliberation, Fuxi ultimately chose to return to the Heavenly Court and continue assisting Di Jun.

As for Kunpeng, after obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he became like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, keeping a low profile and rarely venturing out. Di Jun and Taiyi had been too occupied with unifying the Demon Race to bother with him, and Kunpeng naturally no longer dared set foot in the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat heavy.

Taiyi was the first to break the silence. He stepped forward, his booming voice carrying excitement and battle intent he could barely suppress.

"Big Brother!"

"Our Demon Race has now been united. The myriad demons are united in heart, and our Fortune blazes like a rainbow!"

"You and I have also successfully broken through to the Mid Quasi-Saint stage. Looking across the entire Primordial Wilderness, those capable of matching us can be counted on one's fingers!"

"Together with the billions of Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals of our Heavenly Court, it can be said that the Primordial Wilderness is now the domain of our Demon Race!"

Taiyi abruptly lifted his head, his blazing gaze fixed on Di Jun.

"Big Brother, it is time for us to act! Unify the Primordial Wilderness and establish an unparalleled great undertaking—the day is today!"

The more Taiyi spoke, the more impassioned he became, as though he could already see the Demon Race ruling the world, with all races bowing in submission.

At this, Di Jun's brows drew together almost imperceptibly, but he did not answer at once.

Only after a moment did he slowly speak, his voice calm yet carrying unquestionable authority.

"Second Brother, I understand how you feel."

"That the Demon Race has reached such prosperity today is due in no small part to you and me, Emperor Xi, and the countless fellow demons."

Di Jun paused, and his tone shifted.

"However, now is not yet the time to completely unify the Primordial Wilderness."

Taiyi's excitement instantly froze on his face, his brows knitting tightly.

"Big Brother, why?"

"With the strength our Demon Race possesses now, is it still not enough to sweep aside all before us?"

A profound glint flashed through Di Jun's eyes.

"Second Brother, you underestimate the heroes of the Primordial Wilderness too greatly."

"Especially the Wu Clan."

Di Jun's tone grew somewhat grave.

"Those Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan have all entered the Quasi-Sage Realm. Their strength cannot be underestimated."

"Moreover... there is Wu Ming."

"I cannot see through that man at all."

"His strength is unfathomable, far beyond that of any ordinary quasi-Sage."

When Taiyi heard Di Jun mention the Wu Clan, especially that mysterious Wu Ming, the arrogance on his face faded somewhat, though he remained unconvinced.

"Big Brother! Aren't you raising others' ambitions while diminishing our own prestige?"

"That Wu Ming is formidable, I admit it!"

"But so what? No matter how strong he is, he is only one man!"

"With us brothers joining forces, along with the might of the River Diagram and Luo Shu and the Chaos Bell, could we possibly fear him alone?"

"As for the other twelve Ancestral Wu, so what if they are all quasi-Sages? Our Demon Race has no shortage of quasi-Sages as well!"

"If war truly breaks out, and we gather the strength of our entire race, we may not be unable to sweep them away in one stroke!"

Taiyi clearly possessed absolute confidence in the Demon Race's strength. It was not that he failed to recognize the threat posed by the Wu Clan; he simply believed the Demon Race's overall power could crush them.

"Second Brother, do not underestimate the enemy like this," Di Jun said with a frown.

Fuxi nodded as well and took up the conversation. "What Fellow Daoist Di Jun says is true."

"That Wu Ming is by no means an ordinary man. No one knows the depths of his cultivation, and that is what makes him most terrifying."

"I once secretly attempted to deduce this man, only to find a stretch of chaos; the Heavenly Secrets would not reveal themselves."

"For such an existence, either a supreme treasure is concealing the Heavenly Secrets, or his cultivation has already surpassed the scope of my deductions."

"Whichever it is, it proves that this man is exceedingly dangerous."

"Furthermore, though the twelve Ancestral Wu have only recently become quasi-Sages, they are born with mastery over Law. Their Physical Bodies are incomparably powerful, and their combat strength is far beyond that of ordinary cultivators of the same realm."

"More importantly, they are bound together by shared roots and branches. Once they join forces, their power will be even harder to measure."

"Though our Demon Race is strong, if we were to wage all-out war against the Wu Clan now, even if we ultimately won, it would surely be a miserable victory."

Fuxi let out a soft sigh.

"By then, the Demon Race's vitality would be gravely damaged and our elite exhausted. Even if we united the Primordial Wilderness in name, what meaning would there be in that?"

"Besides, those who obtained Hongmeng Purple Qi are all in Seclusion, cultivating diligently. At any moment, they may attain the Dao and become Sages."

"Once the Sages emerge, the structure of the Primordial Wilderness will inevitably be reshuffled once more. If we suffer grievous losses from a great war with the Wu Clan, would we not simply be making a wedding dress for others?"

Di Jun nodded in agreement. "What Fellow Daoist Fuxi worries over is precisely what I have been considering."

He looked at Taiyi, who still seemed somewhat unwilling to accept it, and softened his tone.

"Second Brother, it is not that I fear battle. Rather, the time has not yet come."

"Then according to Big Brother and Fellow Daoist Fuxi, what should we do?" Taiyi asked in a muffled voice, still carrying some reluctance in his tone.

"Must we simply keep waiting like this?"

Di Jun nodded slightly. "Wait, we must—but we will not be waiting idly."

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi and I are using the River Diagram and Luo Shu to devote ourselves fully to deducing our Demon Race's great protective formation—the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array."

"Once this array is completed, it will use three hundred and sixty-five Great Zhou Heavenly Star Banners to correspond to the three hundred and sixty-five ancient primary stars, then fourteen thousand eight hundred Lesser Zhou Heavenly Star Banners to correspond to the auxiliary stars, supported further by hundreds of millions of demons."

"Once deployed, it can draw upon the power of all the stars in the heavens. Its might will be boundless, enough to destroy heaven and extinguish earth!"

"By then, our Demon Race will possess true confidence, enough to meet any challenge."

"When that time comes and the great array emerges, let alone the mere Wu Clan—even those Sages seated high above, our Demon Race will dare to battle them!"

Di Jun's voice was filled with immense confidence.

The River Diagram and Luo Shu were his innate spiritual treasures, containing the secrets of the cycle of the heavenly stars. With a Great Power like Fuxi, who was skilled in deduction, working alongside him, deducing the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array was merely a matter of time.

Upon hearing of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array, the resentment on Taiyi's face gradually faded.

He too knew the array's formidable power. If it could truly be successfully deployed, the Demon Race's strength would indeed rise to another level.

By then, they would have far greater confidence in speaking of unifying the Primordial Wilderness.

"Big Brother, when will the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array be fully deduced?" Taiyi pressed.

Di Jun pondered before answering, "This array is profoundly mysterious and involves the stars throughout the heavens. It cannot be accomplished in a day or two."

"However, Fellow Daoist Fuxi and I have already made considerable progress."

Fuxi nodded as well. "Eastern Emperor, rest assured. I will certainly give my all to assist Your Majesty in perfecting this array as soon as possible."

Taiyi took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

"Good. Since that is the case, then we shall wait a while longer!"

"The day the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array is completed will be the day our Demon Race reigns supreme over the Primordial Wilderness!"