Troops at Purple Mansion Continent

It felt like a moment had passed, yet also like a very long time had gone by.

Di Jun's voice rang out:

"Demon Master."

What do you think of what Emperor Xi said?

Without the slightest hesitation, Old Ancestor Kunpeng decisively said:

"What Your Emperor Xi says is very true."

"This old minister is willing to offer a wisp of his true spirit into the [Myriad Demon Banner], so that he may fight for the Heavenly Court and perform meritorious service for the Demon Clan race in the future, in order to atone for his sins!"

For the Demon Clan below the Daluo Golden Immortal level, entering the [Myriad Demon Banner] means that their path to immortality and even their lives are now in the hands of Di Jun.

For the Great Luo Dao Lord, although a wisp of true spirit entering the banner imposed various restrictions on him, it was not enough to endanger his life.

For Primordial Origin Golden Immortal like Old Ancestor Kunpeng who has embarked on the Primordial Chaos Path, the [Myriad Demon Banner] has even less of a deterrent effect.

Even if this wisp of true spirit is lost.

At worst, I can cultivate for another kalpa, and somehow I can achieve perfection again.

Therefore, in order to sever the karmic ties with Di Jun and Tai Yi, the Old Ancestor Kunpeng chose the lesser of two evils and voluntarily sacrificed a wisp of his true spirit to enter the [Myriad Demon Banner].

Upon seeing this, Di Jun's expression finally softened:

"Good!"

Just then...

Bai Ze suddenly stood up and said loudly:

"As the saying goes, promotion and demotion should not be based on favoritism or leniency."

"Your Majesty has already punished the Demon Master."

"The crimes of the other elders of the Demon Clan should also be investigated."

Having said that, Bai Ze didn't wait for Di Jun and the other old demons to react.

He took a booklet from his sleeve and called out names one by one according to the booklet.

He read aloud the names and evidence of crimes of the elders of each lineage of the Demon Clan.

The demons in the arena couldn't help but gasp.

What is this for?

Are they going to deal with us all as well?

After Bai Ze finished reading out the charges, all the demons in the arena knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead.

They never imagined that their past biased actions would now become evidence in court.

One of the deer demons still tried to struggle:

"His Majesty."

"Don't be fooled by Bai Ze's righteous and awe-inspiring words."

"He certainly did his fair share of favors for his clan during his tenure."

"In the past... this was witnessed by my own eyes."

"This is all that I know of. One can only imagine how heinous their underhanded dealings must be."

"If Your Majesty wishes to punish us, you should first subdue Bai Ze."

"Otherwise, the various lineages of my Demon Clan will not submit!"

As the old deer demon finished speaking...

Many old foxes chimed in:

"Yes, if we're going to punish someone, we should punish Bai Ze first."

"Otherwise, we will not accept this."

In an instant, the crowd was filled with indignation, and the Ling Xiao Palace erupted into chaos.

Only when they met Di Jun's icy gaze did they shudder, their voices gradually softening until they disappeared completely.

"Bai Ze, is what they said true?"

Bai Ze's voice was hoarse:

"Bai Ze has failed His Majesty's great favor."

"Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Di Jun surveyed the demons and sighed softly:

"All of you are elders of the Demon Clan race."

"In the past, we fought on the battlefields, enduring hardships and tribulations, before our Demon Clan was able to establish its foundation and prosper."

"Ying Zhao."

"Your subject is here!"

Di Jun glanced at him:

"In the past, atop the sacred Yandang Mountain, the demon god severed the lineage of a divine race with three arrows."

"To expand the territory of our Demon Clan by ninety million li is a great achievement."

"I remember that on that day, the entire Demon Clan of Ying Zhao's lineage fought together, and seven or eight out of ten of them died in battle."

Have you ever regretted it?

Ying Zhao, holding a wooden cane, her eyes reddening, said sternly:

"For the sake of the Demon Clan race, our comrades died a worthy death, what regret is there!"

Di Jun clapped his hands in praise:

"The general's integrity is evident from this."

The emperor, seated atop the high platform, lowered his gaze, his eyes filled with memories and emotion.

"It's not just the Ying Zhao clan."

"I still remember the knife wound on Shang Yang's right arm."

"Nine Infants shielded me from three arrows, losing three heads in the process."

"..."

"You are my brothers, my limbs."

"Some of you demons are clouds, some are water; you are all loyal ministers, none are treacherous."

"I hereby pardon your past crimes."

"I hope you will all act with caution and prudence from now on."

"If you violate this rule again in the future, do not blame me for being ruthless according to the Heavenly Rules."

This means that all that has happened in the past is but a prelude, and we should not dwell on what has gone before.

If they don't stop or restrain themselves in the future...

Don't blame the Heavenly Emperor for being ruthless.

Upon hearing this, the demons felt a surge of gratitude.

Bai Ze wept and said:

"Your Majesty's kindness is something we can never repay in our lifetimes."

"But how dare I, in my lowly status, tarnish Your Majesty's wisdom?"

"This old minister is willing to follow the Demon Master's example and offer a wisp of his true spirit into the [Myriad Souls Banner] as punishment. He will surely remember today's events and diligently manage the affairs of the Heavenly Court, never daring to disobey again."

Having said that, he didn't wait for Di Jun's reaction.

Bai Ze then severed a wisp of his true spirit and placed it into the banner.

Next, the Demon Clan from Tu Shan and the Sun Palace lineage stepped forward without hesitation:

Me too.

Di Jun's expression changed, and he sighed repeatedly:

"How could it come to this? How could it come to this?!"

If the demons present still don't understand the true purpose of this heavenly banquet at this point, then they have lived in vain for millions of years.

They merely glanced at the menacing Heavenly Generals on either side.

He glanced at Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, Fuxi, and Empress Nuwa, who were resting with their eyes closed on the high platform.

Feeling helpless.

Finally, I took a step forward:

"We are willing to offer a wisp of our true spirit to the [Myriad Demon Banner] to repay Your Majesty's kindness and atone for our sins today."

All the Demon Clan present were representatives of the Demon Clan respective Demon Clan and elders.

After they entered the banner.

Suddenly, the [Myriad Demon Banner] in the Grand Void emitted countless strands of divine light, and the Demon Race Fortune on it transformed into lotus flowers of fortune, lifting it up.

On the banner, countless dark green Demon Script shimmered, engraving the names of the various demons.

Only now can this [Myriad Demon Banner] truly be considered a precious treasure for receiving the fortune of the Demon Race Fortune!

With a wave of his hand, Di Jun summoned the [Myriad Demon Banner] from the Grand Void into his hand.

"Tu Shan, you shall inform both the Demon Clan and its people of what happened today."

"To serve as a warning to all demons."

Tu Shan stepped forward to receive the order.

He was a quick-witted person and naturally understood Di Jun's intentions.

The moment he received Di Jun's order, the draft was already in his mind.

In his mercy, the Heavenly Emperor pardoned the sins of all the demons; in gratitude, the souls of all the demons entered the Myriad Demon Banner.

His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor is naturally infinitely compassionate, and his virtues are radiant and majestic.

The demons are also firmly united around the Heavenly Court, with His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor at its core, and are working tirelessly to build a unified Primordial World.

As for the undercurrents and scheming involved, that's not something Human Dao.

At this moment, Di Jun also breathed a sigh of relief.

He had assumed that war would be inevitable this time.

Once the swords are drawn, millions of the Demon Clan warriors will die.

"I have decided to attack Zifu Prefecture three thousand years from now."

"After you go down, gather your troops and train your demon soldiers."

"We must not slacken our efforts."

Di Jun unfurled the [Myriad Demon Banner] in his hand, and the countless true names on it made the demons' eyelids twitch wildly. They hurriedly and respectfully said:

"We will obey Your Majesty's decree."

On the high platform, Empress Nuwa glanced at the demons below, a divine light flashing in her eyes:

'Di Jun's actions caused some complaints from the demons present.'

'But it doesn't affect the lower-level Demon Clan.'

'Now, the Demon Clan is beset by the Witch Clan and the Purple Mansion Continent, both of which are eyeing it covetously.'

'With external conflicts surfacing, some internal conflicts are naturally masked.'

'Ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, a million years, ten million years later.'

'This [Myriad Demon Banner] truly became a sacred object of the Demon Clan.'

' The Demon Race Fortune is flourishing day by day; Demon Clan who enter the [Myriad Demon Banner] can cultivate by harnessing the Demon Race Fortune.'

'At that time, they will probably still praise the Heavenly Emperor's wisdom in their hearts!'

The Empress Nuwa sighed softly.

The machinations of emperors are truly terrifying.

However, for the sake of the Demon Clan race, Empress Nuwa also supported this.

After all, Fuxi and her path to enlightenment might still depend on the Demon Race Fortune.

'But it seems the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate has other plans and schemes regarding the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan.'

"Dao Brother Three Pure Ones, Fellow Daoist Taiyuan, and those two fellow Daoists from Mount Sumeru are not easy to get along with."

'Perhaps, I should also begin to consider retiring...'

For a moment, the Empress Nuwa hesitated.

It's hard to settle down.

To repel external threats, one must first secure internal stability.

The Demon Clan has now unified its internal thinking.

Di Jun's will was able to permeate every lineage of the Demon Clan race.

The power it can unleash is astonishing.

Over three thousand years.

Each branch of the Demon Clan selected its elite disciples to enter the Heavenly Court, where they trained tirelessly day and night.

The shouts of battle shook the boundless sea of stars.

This day.

Di Jun ascended the throne in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Below, civil and military officials stood in separate rows, gathered together in one large hall.

After giving a pre-battle speech...

He saw that his Demon Clan soldiers were full of fighting spirit.

Di Jun then addressed Fuxi and Nuwa:

"I trouble Emperor Xi and Your Majesty to oversee Lingxiao Palace to prevent the Witch Clan from attacking the Heavenly Palace."

Fuxi laughed and said:

"Your Majesty, please feel free to go."

"Your Majesty and I will certainly guard the gates of Heavenly Court."

Di Jun nodded.

Then they boarded the Great Sun Divine Chariot.

The two colossal star-sea beasts, as large as stars and shrouded in mist, snorted, shattering the Grand Void, and then, pulling a blazing sun, marched majestically towards the Eastern Sea.

Such a grand display naturally attracted the attention of all the gods and deities.

Wuyi Mountain.

Palace of Hearing the Dao.

With a flick of his bamboo staff, Zhou Yuan caused ripples to spread across the void before him.

Layer upon layer of shimmering light, shrouded in misty haze.

A Water Mirror appeared before them.

The reflection in the mirror showed the view of the Eastern Sea.

But all that could be seen was a biting wind and a strange, gloomy fog.

A terrifying Yao Qi filled the Yunxiao, and dark green clouds pressed down on the heavens.

Amidst the endless Yao Qi, a magnificent chariot, as radiant as the sun, stood in the center of the Grand Void.

Around Di Jun's Imperial Carriage, banners fluttered and halberds gleamed.

Numerous Demon Clan soldiers, their helmets gleaming and armor gleaming, stood guard among them.

The rolling helmets shone brightly in the sun, like silver chimes striking the sky; the layers of armor gleamed through the cliffs, like icebergs pressing down on the earth.

Fang Tian Ji, Tiger Eye Whips, and hemp forests are arrayed; Bronze Swords Siming Spade are lined up in dense formations.

The demon Demon Marshal, including Nine Infants, Shang Yang, Xiang Liu, Ji Meng, each revealed their true forms.

His true form, towering ten thousand feet tall, exhaled like thunder.

The two suns shine brightly like the sun itself, and the two shoulders seem to carry the Five Sacred Mountains.

The overwhelming aura shook the Grand Void, causing various strange phenomena to appear in the heavens.

"Not bad!"

"Not bad!"

"With such military might and such figures, the Demon Clan is destined to rise in this era. This is not Mandate of Heaven, but of human effort!"

Zhou Yuan looked at the Demon Clan race's formation with a sharp glint in his eyes and nodded repeatedly.

No wonder the Three Pure Ones were wary of them.

A glimpse of the leopard through a tube reveals only a part of its brilliance.

If the Demon Clan is like this, the Witch Clan is probably not much different.

The lich was truly incredibly powerful at this moment.

Even though the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate is superior in terms of high-end combat power.

They wouldn't dare say they're stronger than the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan in other aspects either.

Moreover, Zhou Yuan also knew that the Demon Clan later had Zhou Tian Star Dou Grand Formation, and the Witch Clan also had Twelve Capital Celestial Demon Grand Formation.

Both of these magical arrays are truly top-tier arrays in the Primordial World.

Although these two formations cannot compare to the power of a true Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, they are still formidable.

But they're not far off.

"Therefore, in later generations, the Lich Kings were defeated and perished after the emergence of the All Saints."

"Before achieving the status of Primordial Saint, even powerful beings like the Three Pure Ones dared not directly confront the might of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan at their peak."

Zhou Yuan's eyes flickered.

However, they did not know that, according to their own calculations, they would obtain the water resources of the four seas and ascend to the position of the Water Element Black Emperor.

Without a foundation across the four seas, the Demon Clan race's fortune and power are likely to be far inferior.

Whether it will still have the same illustrious prestige as in its previous life remains to be seen.

For now, I'll suppress all the thoughts that are swirling in my mind.

Zhou Yuan continued to focus his attention on the scene reflected in the Water Mirror.

He needs to observe carefully before he can determine what to do next.

A surging Yao Qi soared to the heavens, a chilling killing intent shone brightly in the nine heavens.

Within the dark green Demonic Clouds, countless Demon Clan soldiers stood in a dense, imposing mass.

Their gazes were cold as they stared down at the Purple Mansion Continent.

The murderous intent in his eyes seemed to materialize.

"East King Duke."

"You are ignorant of the Heavenly Will, and for your own selfish reasons, you have presumptuously interfered in the karma between your ancestor and that Hong Yun."

"They took advantage of our Demon Clan's lack of talent, causing the Primordial Violet Qi that originally belonged to our Demon Clan to vanish like a bubble."

"This is simply outrageous!"

The Old Ancestor Kunpeng stood above the Eastern Sea, with towering waves rising behind him. A gigantic phantom of Kun Fish could be faintly seen within it, exuding profound Daoist energy.

"Today, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor has led our Demon Clan army here."

"It is precisely to seek justice for Old Ancestor Wu."

"If the people of the Purple Mansion Continent obediently submit and apologize, then this matter will be dropped today."

"If you dare to resist in the slightest, I will make sure you never have a full moon again today."

As soon as the Old Ancestor Kunpeng finished speaking, a vast and mighty sword light, imbued with pure Yang energy, slashed down from the sky.

A clear voice resounded throughout the Grand Void:

"Kunpeng"

"You too are a giant of your generation, a person who has attained the status of Primordial Origin Golden Immortal."

"How dare you distort the truth like this?"

"It was clearly the Northern Darkness lineage that plotted against me first."

"Then, there was an internal dispute within your Demon Clan over the distribution of spoils, which resulted in the Primordial Violet Qi being taken away by another fellow Daoist."

"You'll only make yourself a laughingstock!"

The East King Duke emerged riding the waves.

Behind it, countless rays of light enveloped it.

Amidst the rosy glow, rows of rogue cultivators stood in tall hats and wide belts, some holding Ruyi, others gourds, some carrying precious fans, and still others wielding magic swords.

They were all exuding an aura of immortality and high morale.

After saying this, East King Duke ignored Old Ancestor Kunpeng and looked at the Dharma frame in the very center of the Grand Void.