Di Jun's Tragic Plight!

That voice was like a great bell, carrying an indescribable majesty that made one dare not disobey!

"Excellent! The Saint has finally issued an order. The demon race will surely not dare to provoke us anymore!"

"We of the Witch race thank the Saint!"

"..."

Hearing this voice, all the Ancestral Witches were overjoyed and expressed their thanks one after another.

Although the Saint had allocated the Heavenly Realm to the demon race, being able to avoid a great war that would have swept across the entire Primordial Era was worth it for the Ancestral Witches!

"Our Hongfei is truly amazing. Your method actually worked!"

Nuwa gently stroked her belly, saying with a proud face.

As Hongjun's voice fell, the entire Primordial Era was in an uproar!

"I didn't expect Saint Hongjun to issue such a decree. This has saved our Primordial Era from a catastrophe!"

"Wonderful! With Saint Hongjun's decree, the Primordial Era will be much more stable from now on!"

"..."

Countless beings of the Primordial Era discussed animatedly, all grateful for the decree issued by Hongjun.

In recent years, with the escalating conflict between the Witch and Demon races, the entire Primordial Era had been far from peaceful.

Who knew how many beings had been caught up in this conflict and died unnaturally!

Those beings who only wished to cultivate wholeheartedly naturally supported Hongjun's decree!

Meanwhile, within the demon race's Heavenly Court, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's expressions instantly turned grim upon hearing Hongjun's decree!

"Damn it! Why is that old scoundrel Hongjun suddenly interfering in the affairs of our Witch and Demon races? What business is it of his! Our demon race was on the verge of annihilating the Witch race, and then the entire Primordial Era would belong to our demon race!"

Di Jun cursed indignantly.

"Then should our demon race ignore Hongjun's decree and continue attacking the Witch race?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi hesitated, "Hongjun is a Saint after all. His power is unfathomable, and he might be difficult to provoke!"

"Hmph! Our demon race now has countless powerful individuals. No matter how strong Hongjun is, he is only one person. What is there to fear?"

Di Jun said dismissively, "I will muster our troops now and attack the Witch race together. Let's see what that old scoundrel Hongjun can do to me!"

With that, Di Jun immediately prepared to gather the demon race's army!

"Rumble!"

Just then, dark clouds suddenly gathered above the demon race's Heavenly Court, accompanied by lightning and thunder!

A terrifying pressure emanated from the dark clouds, enveloping the entire Heavenly Court of the demon race!

"Crack!"

A bolt of purple lightning shot out from the clouds and struck Di Jun directly in the Demon Emperor Hall!

"What's going on?"

Di Jun felt a chill in his heart. Just as he was about to go out to see what had happened, the purple lightning had already struck him!

"Ah!"

Half of Di Jun's body instantly turned to ashes, causing him to let out a heart-wrenching scream!

"Rumble!"

Following that, a second and then a third bolt of purple lightning struck Di Jun.

After enduring these three bolts of purple lightning, Di Jun, whose strength had reached the peak of the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm, felt his power instantly decline!

"Saint Hongjun, spare me! My demon race obeys the Saint's decree and will never dare to defy it again. I beg the Saint to spare my life!"

As Di Jun's plea fell, the purple lightning that was about to strike him immediately stopped, and the dark clouds covering the demon race's Heavenly Court gradually dispersed.

Di Jun hurriedly swallowed various life-saving heavenly treasures, and his injuries finally stabilized.

"Phew, phew, phew..."

Di Jun gasped for air, his face still filled with intense fear!

This was the closest Di Jun had ever been to death since his birth. He had almost been completely destroyed!

"Is... is this the might of a Saint? Terrifying!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who was beside him, was also filled with terror.

Neither of them had expected the Saint's power to be so terrifying!

Di Jun had only shown a little disrespect to Hongjun with his words, yet Hongjun, who was in the thirty-third heaven, could sense it and unleash the wrath of lightning, nearly reducing Di Jun to dust!

Now, they truly understood what it meant to be an ant beneath a Saint!

With this profound lesson, the two of them would probably never dare to utter or even think any disrespectful words towards a Saint again!

At this moment, within the Pangu Hall of the Witch race, the Ancestral Witches were still unaware that Hongjun had just taken action to discipline Di Jun.

Goumang, feeling worried, said to the other Ancestral Witches, "Although Saint Hongjun has issued a decree, will the demon race obey it? Will Di Jun stubbornly insist on continuing his attack on our Wu tribe?"

"This... I don't think so?"

Hearing Goumang's words, the other Ancestral Witches, who had been excited moments before, felt their hearts sink.

No one in the Primordial Era yet knew the true strength of a Saint, and the Ancestral Witches were somewhat concerned that the demon race might attack recklessly!

"We in the Wu tribe will first prepare for battle, and then wait two days to observe the demon race's movements!"

Dijiang ultimately made the decision.

The other Ancestral Witches nodded in agreement, deciding to first observe the demon race's actions.

"Tch! Saint Hongjun has already given the order, what's there to worry about? Even if you gave the demon race a hundred more guts, they wouldn't dare disobey a Saint's decree!" Shen Hongfei said dismissively, looking at the worried expressions of the Ancestral Witches.

No one in the Primordial Era understood Hongjun's power better than he did!

Let alone this era where only Hongjun, the sole Saint, reigned supreme; even if the Sanqing and others were to achieve sainthood in the future, no one in the Primordial Era would dare defy Hongjun's will!

And in fact, things unfolded exactly as Shen Hongfei had said!

Two days later, not only did the demon race not launch a large-scale attack on the Wu tribe, but even the demons who had previously invaded the Wu tribe's territory began to withdraw in large numbers!

Upon receiving this news, the Ancestral Witches were completely relieved.

"So, have I solved the demon race's trouble for you now? You should fulfill your promise and marry Houtu to me, right?"

Inside Pangu Hall, Shen Hongfei's triumphant voice reached the ears of the Ancestral Witches.

"This..."

Hearing Shen Hongfei's words, the Ancestral Witches, who had just breathed a sigh of relief due to the demon race's retreat, all stiffened.

Dijiang had personally promised that if Shen Hongfei could find a way to resolve the Wu tribe's troubles, he would marry Houtu to him.

Now that Shen Hongfei's method had proven effective, it was naturally time for the Ancestral Witches to fulfill their promise.

Although the Ancestral Witches were reluctant to marry their sister to Shen Hongfei, who was still an unborn fetus, their status meant they could not go back on their word!

"Since it's something I promised, I will naturally keep my word!"

Dijiang nodded helplessly. "However, you are not yet born, and my younger sister cannot possibly marry you. How about you get engaged first, and then hold the formal wedding after you come of age? What do you think?"

"Alright, then I will get engaged to Houtu first!"

Shen Hongfei also knew that marrying Houtu now was not realistic, so he readily agreed to Dijiang's proposal!