After the conflict with the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti ended, the chaotic spiritual energy in the world gradually calmed down, and the shattered void slowly mended itself.
However, even as Di Jun stood atop the clouds, the pent-up frustration in his chest remained unresolved for a long time.
His gaze was like lightning, as if it could pierce through the endless void and once again fixate on the two Western Sage were fleeing in disarray.
Although Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan's power forced the Three Pure Ones to back down and made Jieyin and Zhunti pay a price, he was ultimately unable to completely eliminate these two and prevent future troubles, which remains a great regret.
The prophecy "Fellow Daoist, Please Stay" still echoed in his ears, and the Karma and effect and danger contained within it made even Heavenly Court ruler like him feel a chill.
If it is not eradicated, it will inevitably cause trouble in the future.
"Snort!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi heavy snort, his voice like muffled thunder. The blazing Solar True Fire emanating from his body leaped uncontrollably, revealing the anger within him that was far from subdued.
"Those two bald monks were destined to survive; their luck was off the charts!"
If it weren't for the Three Pure Ones disregarding their reputation and intervening forcefully, my brother and I, together with the Heavenly Venerable, would have activated the Great Formation of the Stars today to completely wipe that barren western land from the Primordial Wilderness, turning their cultivation of the Daoist lineage over countless eons into ashes!
The Chaos Bell in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a low and dangerous hum, seemingly responding to its master's murderous intent.
For Tai Yi, anything that threatens the demon race, especially his elder brother and ten nephews, should be eliminated by the most ruthless means.
The Celestial Venerable of the Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan took in the expressions of the two brothers and understood their thoughts.
He smiled calmly, a smile that carried a detached tranquility, as if the Saint-level conflict that had just shaken the Primordial Wilderness was nothing more than a Qingfeng breeze.
With a gentle wave of his hand, an invisible, gentle Daoist aura spread out, slightly calming the restlessness in Di Jun and Tai Yi's hearts.
"That's enough, that's enough."
"Qing Huan's voice was calm yet powerful."
"Fellow Daoists, clinging to momentary pleasure is of no benefit to the Great Dao. The Karma of this matter have already been resolved. To continue to entangle yourself in it would only lead to a lower level of understanding and might even create new complications."
After this battle, all living beings in the Primordial Wilderness world have realized that the little golden crows have their own protection, and presumably no one will be so foolish as to easily provoke this enormous karmic Karma.
The purpose of this trip has been achieved; there's no need to demand perfection.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Huan casually flicked his sleeves, his movements elegant and natural.
Instantly, three dazzling streams of light flew out from his sleeves, like three docile spirit fish, slowly swimming towards Di Jun and Tai Yi.
As the light faded, the three treasures were revealed: a Jade Ruyi shrouded in Pure Light, an ancient mirror engraved with mountains and rivers, and a long halberd that exuded killing intent yet was covered with Dao patterns.
These were the three Innate Spiritual Treasure that had just been "discussed" with Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian.
They floated silently, exuding an alluring Great Dao Rhythm and innate energy. Each one was a rare treasure in the Primordial Wilderness, enough to make even the most powerful beings struggle to survive.
"In my view, although the demon race is powerful and its top-level combat strength is extraordinary, its middle pillars, especially its core strength that can be Quasi-Sage, are indeed somewhat weak. If this continues, it will be detrimental to its struggle for the Luck of heaven and earth."
Qing Huan's gaze swept over the three spiritual treasures, his tone indifferent as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"These three items are of decent quality, and each contains profound laws. They are perfect for bestowing upon those core subordinates who are stuck at a bottleneck and have accumulated enough experience, to help them sever their obsessions, entrust their three corpses to the Three Corpses, and take that crucial step."
If this could lead to the addition of a few more Quasi-Sage, it would be a fortunate event for the Heavenly Court, solidifying its foundation.
Di Jun looked at the gleaming spiritual treasure before him, then glanced at the calm and composed Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan. For a moment, he was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
An indescribable warmth quietly swept through my heart.
He was the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, ruling over all demons, and naturally possessed his pride and majesty. Yet, at this moment, his words of gratitude were utterly sincere, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible emotion. He bowed deeply, almost at a ninety-degree angle:
"On behalf of the entire Di Jun race, I thank Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan for his generous gift!"
He knew perfectly well that the Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan was Hunyuan Saint, indestructible through countless eons, and coexisted with the Heavenly Dao.
He had every reason and the right to take these three Innate Spiritual Treasure, which he had "tried" for, for his own use. Even if he didn't give any of them to anyone, the entire demon race, including himself Di Jun, and Tai Yi, would have no complaints whatsoever.
After all, the fact that Sage intervened was already an immense act of kindness.
However, Qing Huan so casually gifted this generous present, which would have moved any powerful being, to the demon race. This generosity and this sentiment could not help but move Di Jun.
"It's alright."
Qing Huan slightly raised his hand, and a gentle force helped Di Jun up, his tone still casual.
"I have attained enlightenment long ago, and I already have enough spiritual treasures for myself. Moreover, I have very few direct disciples, so there is not much need to expend spiritual treasures."
These external objects, if left in my possession, would only gather dust. If they can be of some benefit to the demon race, then they are making the best use of them."
He abruptly changed the subject, casting his gaze towards the deep, dark Earthly Realm, and said:
"Now that this matter is settled, you may return to the Heavenly Court."
We must properly appease our troops and regroup. Today's events have likely stirred up waves throughout the Primordial Wilderness, so we must make plans as soon as possible.
I still need to go to the Nether Realm to find fellow Daoist friends Houtu and discuss some matters... related to the future pattern of the prehistoric world."
Upon hearing the name "Houtu," Di Jun and Tai Yi almost simultaneously tensed up.
The two brothers exchanged a glance instinctively, both seeing deep solemnity and a hint of apprehension in each other's eyes.
The Witch Clan and the Demon Clan are sworn enemies, having fought for countless Kalpa, their Blood Sea etched into their very blood.
Houtu, as one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, underwent a complete transformation through reincarnation and Merit-based Sainthood. Her status and strength have undergone earth-shattering changes, transcending the realm of ordinary Ancestral Witch.
Although she is no longer officially the Ancestral Witch, her influence, especially on the Earth Witch Tribe, remains significant.
Why is Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan seeking her out for discussion at this sensitive time?
Is this an attempt to mediate the conflict Witch and Demon? Or is there a deeper scheme at play?
The key to this matter was something that the two demon emperors could not afford to ignore and be wary of.
But the Emperor's mind was made up, beyond their comprehension and interference. The two could only suppress their myriad thoughts, bow once more, and say in unison:
"We respectfully obey the Heavenly Venerable's decree and will now return to the Heavenly Court."
After saying that, two dazzling golden rays shot into the sky, carrying the vast aura of Solar True Fire, tearing through the sky and heading straight for the Lingxiao Treasure Hall Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
After Di Jun and Tai Yi left, Qing Huan moved slightly, but without any fluctuation of Magic Power, he disappeared from the spot as if he had never existed.
The next moment, his figure appeared silently before a completely different world— the Netherworld.