Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and at the Start I Traded the Saint Position for a Wife

A moment later, Di Jun's hearty laughter rang across the land.

"Hahaha..."

Everyone couldn't help looking up.

Di Jun stepped out of his carriage and stood in midair.

He looked down at the people on both sides.

"Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon, I've long heard of you. Meeting you today, you truly live up to your reputation!"

Di Jun strolled through the air, one step at a time.

It was as if invisible stairs hung in the sky, and he was walking down them.

He reached Kun Peng and stood beside him.

Candle Dragon suppressed his feelings and asked calmly:

"Demon Emperor, why do you continue to wage war against the Dragon Clan?"

Candle Dragon wanted to curse.

What exactly are you after? Just say it!

If you want to wipe out the Dragon Clan, why keep starting and stopping?

Couldn't Di Jun and Taiyi have simply attacked from the beginning and gotten it over with?

But even now, Taiyi was still sitting in his palace.

If you want the Dragon Clan to submit and become part of the Demon Clan, then let's talk!

Negotiating while fighting—that's the proper way to do things.

But the Demon Clan seemed to have no interest in negotiating at all.

Di Jun could hear the frustration in Candle Dragon's voice.

He chuckled.

But he didn't answer.

If Di Jun said right now that he wanted the Dragon Clan to submit, and Candle Dragon immediately bowed down to him, that would actually be rather troublesome!

Candle Dragon continued:

"Your Majesty, the Dragon Clan has now joined Old Ancestor Hong Yun's faction and is under his protection. I hope you'll show him some consideration..."

Before Candle Dragon could finish,

Kun Peng cried out in shock:

"Hong Yun..."

His expression shifted between joy and worry.

The Dragon Clan