A Palm Presses Down on the North Nether, Reactions from All Sides

In the former Purple Firmament Palace.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun, expounded the profound Daoist teachings of the Mystic Gate Immortal Path.

After three lectures, the seven streams of Primordial Violet Qi were used to determine the position of the Heavenly Saint.

When the Old Ancestor Kunpeng was giving a lecture at Zixiao Temple, he grabbed a futon to sit on.

According to the natural order of the universe, he should be the one to hold this holy position.

"It's a pity that Hong Yun is so ignorant of fate and doesn't understand where the opportunity lies."

"He actually presumptuously gave his own prayer mat to the Daoist Jieyin."

"I've been Daoist Zhunti, and Daoist Zhunti stole my prayer mat."

But now those two awe-inspiring figures on Mount Sumeru have become quite powerful.

Even if he goes to demand an explanation, he probably won't get away with it.

The Old Ancestor Kunpeng, clad in a black robe, his temples already streaked with white, wore an air of indifference and ruthlessness on his aged face.

"But what merits does that fellow Hong Yun possess to have such an extraordinary opportunity?"

Even though he wasn't sitting on the purple qi cushion, the last wisp of Primordial Violet Qi still landed on him.

"Ancestor, I refuse to accept this!"

"Ancestor, I refuse to accept this!"

A flash of extreme unwillingness and arrogance appeared in the eyes of the Old Ancestor Kunpeng.

"Hong Yun, Hong Yun... you deserve to die!"

Just as the Old Ancestor Kunpeng was venting his anger in the North Nether Palace.

In the Northern Darkness.

A sense of Great Terror and crisis suddenly rose in the hearts of the demons.

An extreme chill suddenly swept through their limbs and bones.

Because they heard a loud bang.

Rumble!

With this deafening roar, the vast sound waves rolled like thunder, stirring up endless primordial energy that spread and flowed across the sky.

A magnificent aura, as radiant as the sun and as imposing as a divine mountain, swept over the entire Northern Darkness.

Countless North Nether Demon Clan raised their heads.

The next moment, they witnessed a scene that sent chills down their spines.

All that could be seen was that the sun had retreated from the sky, and the white clouds had scattered.

In that instant, the entire sky shattered like a mirror, revealing countless cracks that exposed the boundless, vast, and pitch-black void within.

"The sky has fallen!"

"The sky has fallen!"

Some demons trembled all over, nearly losing their Three Souls and Seven Spirits in the fierce collision.

They couldn't understand why, suddenly, the sun and moon lost their light, and the heavens and earth shook.

Could it be that the immeasurable calamity has arrived ahead of schedule, and this Great World has already reached its final calamity?

But Dao Cultivation highly skilled old demons had a gleam in their eyes.

At this moment, it was as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Not good!"

"Not good!"

"A major player has made a move!"

"How dare you! Who would dare to lay a hand on me, Northern Darkness?"

"Isn't he afraid of the Demon Master?"

These old demons' expressions changed drastically, and their eyelids twitched wildly.

They stared at the sky in disbelief.

In the eyes of those lesser demons, the sky was pitch black at this moment, with no light from the sun or moon.

But in their eyes...

In the deepest part of the heavens, five beams of light, like rainbows piercing the sun, carrying an incomparably powerful and righteous will, suddenly crushed countless dimensions, pierced through space and time, and transformed into rootless, sky-supporting white jade pillars, leisurely encompassing the entire Northern Darkness, pressing down upon it.

An extremely powerful will suddenly filled the universe, shaking all living beings in the Northern Darkness.

They stared in horror at the enormous, sky-covering hand that seemed to circulate the five elements.

I felt as if my very soul was frozen by fear.

The slightest thought of resistance arose within them.

"Which behemoth has made a move?!"

"We are innocent!"

"Grandpa, save me!"

The demons knelt down, some begging for their lives, others pleading for the Old Ancestor Kunpeng.

"Brother Taiyuan."

"Why do this? Why do this!"

A faint sigh echoed from the void.

For a moment, it seemed to rival the deafening roar from the heavens above.

The next moment.

Amidst the delighted gazes of the demons of the Northern Darkness, the entire territory of the Northern Darkness Continent, spanning billions of miles, trembled. Mountain ranges exploded, the earth tore apart, and dimensions collapsed.

A colossal Kunpeng suddenly soared into the void, its body and form boundless, like a vast and immeasurable universe.

At this moment.

Global time and space.

Among the many Grotto-heaven blessed land, powerful beings who were meditating and cultivating, their spirits wandering beyond the heavens, were awakened by this tremendous commotion.

"It's that old demon from the Northern Darkness Continent."

"That old devil has a terrible temper! Who dared to offend him?!"

"Huh, this old demon actually achieved the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal without a sound?!"

"Hahaha, after ten thousand years, this Primordial World finally has something to amuse us again."

"Fellow Daoist, let's go together!"

"Who attacked Northern Darkness?"

"That seems to be... Taiyuan?!"

"This one is not easy to deal with either."

The powerful figures reacted with a mix of mockery, surprise, and indifference.

But they all turned their gazes toward the Northern Darkness without prior arrangement.

The Thirty-three Heavens.

Inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Di Jun sat atop the Lingxiao Palace, radiant as the sun, illuminating the universe and time.

He was dressed in a grand sun crown robe and wore Flat Sky Crown.

He placed his left hand on the magic sword hanging at his waist and rubbed it gently.

His gaze was distant and uncertain, flickering uncertainly.

"Kunpeng..."

"He's actually achieved the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal?"

This old demon silently used the Demon Race Fortune to become Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, and even used tricks to conceal his perception.

"You're not being honest!"

Upon hearing Eastern Emperor Tai Yi scoffed:

"Brother."

"This old man is a guest of the Purple Firmament Palace just like us."

"I only became Demon Master out of necessity, to ensure the Demon Race Fortune."

"To be subordinate to us."

"As fellow Innate Divine Being, how could they truly be willing to submit to my Sun Palace?"

"Now that we are powerful, this old demon naturally wouldn't dare to cause trouble."

"If one day our demon race falls into ruin, believe me, they will probably be the first to betray us."

Di Jun nodded slightly.

He knew in his heart that Eastern Emperor Tai Yi's words were true.

"It's alright, it's alright."

"We still need to borrow his methods and his karma."

"To seize a great opportunity."

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi's heart stirred:

"What my elder brother says is true..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken."

Di Jun shook his head, unwilling to say more.

"The causes and effects involved here are extremely extensive."

"You must not carelessly enter into this world and become entangled in karma."

"If Taiyuan succeeds in overwhelming Northern Darkness this time, this old demon will probably have no choice but to take action later."

After all, they couldn't get away with it from Taiyuanzi.

They could not seize the Authority of Water Element.

This old demon's path to advancement was blocked in a short period of time.

Shame will spur courage on Kunpeng; he'll probably be tempted to take action against the Hong Yun.

Once the karma surrounding the Kunpeng dissipates, there will be ways to subdue it.

Di Jun thought of the precious banner that was being forged in the Sun Palace.

His eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of coldness flashing within them.

"Although this old demon has already broken through to the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal..."

"But I'm afraid they're no match for Taiyuan."

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi moment, then shook his head and said:

"This guy from Wuyi Mountain is probably trying to make an example of someone."

Di Jun waved his hand dismissively:

"It's alright, it's alright."

Look closely, look closely.

If Taiyuan truly possesses unparalleled supernatural powers in this battle and swiftly subdues Kunpeng, his strength would be enough to make me wary.

'Then this emperor has no choice but to resign and accept the defeat.'

'On the continent, the Authority of Water Element that our demon race has acquired must also be transferred to this person as an apology.'

However, if Taiyuan fails to demonstrate its true strength in this struggle...

Those whose virtue does not match their position will surely suffer calamity.

Even though I, the Emperor, am wary of his status as the patriarch of the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate.

'This Authority of Water Element must not be allowed to be touched.'

Even the Heavenly Court Water Source.

He had no choice but to take advantage of the situation and put it away.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi seemed to know what Di Jun was thinking.

He sighed softly:

"Speaking of which, this fellow Daoist has some karmic connection with my demon race."

"Do it this way..."

Di Jun said indifferently:

"The Struggle for the Great Dao has always been like this."

"That lingering affection..."

"Now that it has been severed, there is no need to dwell on it."

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi felt a chill run down his spine.

He glanced at the Taiyin Star subconsciously.

He shook his head and said no more.

On one side is Taiyuanzi, with whom she has some affection; on the other side are her elder brother and sister-in-law, who are destined to assume the highest Yin position in the Demon Court. It is self-evident which is more important and which is closer.

Chang Xi and Xi He believed they had handled the traces very well.

But what within the Thirty-three Heavenly Palaces could escape the eyes of the two brothers?

'It's such a pity about this giant...'

The Central Land.

Gong Gong Tribe.

Inside the temple.

The two beings gazed calmly towards the Northern Darkness.

Gonggong, the Gonggong Ancestral Witch, was surrounded by surging water elemental energy. He toyed with the giant azure python in his hand and said in a low voice:

"Taiyuan has quite the temper."

"It's probably comparable to Zhu Rong in power."

"I just don't know how much it actually weighs."

"Let that old demon weigh it first."

Xuanming Ancestral Witch glanced at him and reminded him:

"Taiyuanzi has a bad temper or not is another matter."

"But his supernatural powers are indeed extraordinary."

"Let alone the fact that we are merely those with Great Divine Ability User."

"Even if one achieves the status of Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerate, how dare one presume to claim that one can easily defeat him?"

"Never forget the vanished Great Freedom Heavenly Son."

Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, felt a sudden tightness in his chest. His hand, which was reaching for the giant python, paused slightly, then, as if unaffected, he said calmly:

"Is this what my elder brother means?"

"He's unwilling to help me?"

Xuanming shook his head, then nodded:

"My elder brother means we should wait and see how things develop."

"If Taiyuan truly forces the demon race to back down, it will serve as a warning to others, making those two scruffy birds in the Sun Palace hesitant to act and thus take the initiative to avoid the situation."

"We cannot be the ones to stick our necks out and make things difficult for him, needlessly offending a patriarch of the ancestral temple."

"But if Taiyuan's name doesn't live up to its name and it fails to intimidate the surrounding areas..."

Xuanming sneered:

"Then you can't blame us for taking advantage of the chaos."

When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down; when a drum is broken, everyone beats it.

That is indeed the case.

"So be it, so be it!"

Gong Gong Clan waved his hand and slowly closed his eyes:

"You can put your elder brother's mind at ease."

"For the sake of the Witch Clan, for the sake of the greater good."

"I won't act impulsively."

Water element.

The Struggle for Primordial Water Element Authority has continued from ancient times to the present day.

Even someone as powerful as the Ancestor Dragon, who once ascended to the position of Black Emperor, ultimately met a Nirvana Gui Xu.

'If my Witch Clan truly unites the entire world...'

'This means that Taiyuan has already seized the Black Emperor's Position.'

'I also have a way to knock it down.'

'Besides, he's only on his way to taking the first step.'

'Wait a minute...'

In the Purple Mansion Continent.

The East King Duke, dressed in purple robes and with white hair, stood atop a sea cliff.

The waves crashed against the shore, creating a spectacular display of white foam.

"Ao Guang!"

"Little Dragon is here!"

Ao Guang respectfully cupped his hands in greeting.

The East King Duke gazed at the battle unfolding in the Northern Darkness, a strange light flashing in his eyes:

"Are the Aquatic Race of the North Sea ready?"

Ao Guang lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and slowly said:

"Xiao Long has mobilized all available troops from the four sea Aquatic Race and infiltrated the shores of the North Sea."

"But the Sea God Lineage still has two Innate Dao Lords in charge, and in recent years it has also had the support of the Demon Master Palace."

"The Aquatic Race of the four seas alone probably won't be able to defeat him."

The East King Duke smiled gently:

"It's alright, it's alright."

"This is just to let you prepare in advance."

"If this old demon is defeated, you should take the opportunity to withdraw the dragon descendants who still occupy the continent's waters."

"I will send men to accompany you to the North Sea."

After saying that, he shook his head again:

"If this old demon wins..."

A dark glint flashed in the eyes of the East King Duke:

"There is no need to withdraw the aquatic descendants of the Four Seas within the mainland waters."

"And I, your commander, will march with you to the North Sea!"

Ao Guang suddenly looked up.

But then he saw the East King Duke lower his gaze indifferently.

His gaze was filled with boundless domineering power and majesty.

For a fleeting moment, Ao Guang actually had a thought in his mind.

'If he were a wise ruler.'

'Perhaps there's nothing wrong with actually surrendering to them.'

But the next moment, he was chilled by this sudden thought.

He quickly lowered his head, not daring to entertain any further thoughts.

"Go down!"

Hearing the East King Duke speak.

Ao Guang was granted a general amnesty.

"Little Dragon will now go down and inspect the Aquatic Race troops of the Four Seas."

Having said that, he transformed into a true dragon, stirring up waves, and returned to the East Sea.

"Lord Dao, it seems the Dragon Clan isn't truly sincere yet."

Beside the East King Duke, an Innate Dao Lord from the Daoist Court casually glanced in the direction Ao Guang had left.

He said meaningfully:

"Although the dragon race has declined."

"But even now, the Aquatic Race warriors of the Four Seas are still top-tier elites."

"Should we add some sand to it?"

The East King Duke gave him a faint glance:

"To spend a fortune to buy a horse's bones"

"Since I have already Ying Long, granting them the right to autonomy..."

"How can you go back on your word and seize control of the Four Authority of Water Element?"

"If this continues, how many of the aquatic Aquatic Race and Primordial World tribes will take this as a warning, and how many will dare to pledge allegiance to me?"

"This matter should not be mentioned again!"

Upon hearing this, the Dao Lord's heart tightened, and he respectfully replied:

"Yes!"

"Your subordinate will never dare to speak recklessly again."

The East King Duke nodded, turning his gaze toward the East Sea.

It took a while before they retrieved it.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

The dragon race also has some old dragons in charge.

If the mask really breaks.

It actually benefited someone else.

"The demon race covets the four seas,"

"With the help of the North Nether Demon Clan, Kunpeng allied with the Sea God Lineage, attempting to seize the Northern Sea and then devour the foundation of the four seas."

"Although it was his desire to seize more Authority of Water Element, it's hard to say that Di Jun might have tacitly approved of it behind the scenes."

The East King Duke addressed his powerful subordinates in a deep voice:

"The world is our foundation."

We absolutely cannot give up on it.

"The North Nether Demon Clan must be driven out of the North Sea Region to extinguish their ambitions."

His gaze drifted intently towards the Northern Darkness.

There.

The battle is raging.

At this moment, East King Duke hoped that Taiyuanzi could win this battle decisively.