West Kunlun, beneath the Ren Water Flat Peach Tree.
West Queen Mother rested her chin in her hands, her eyes full of tenderness.
She had not sought immortality; she had only waited in the Mortal World for you to return.
A thousand years had passed since they parted at Zixiao Palace. West Queen Mother had cultivated in her Dojo, and her cultivation had reached the Late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. She was gradually comprehending the Supreme Yin Law.
"Husband, I miss you..."
West Queen Mother's red lips parted, her heart quivering. She had no mind for cultivation.
The moment she met Dong Wanggong, her heart had belonged to that man.
Just then!
Roar! Roar! Roar!
A dragon's roar rang out, and thunder rumbled toward them.
A Divine Dragon stretching hundreds of millions of feet appeared on the horizon. Dong Wanggong stood atop Qiongqi's head as he descended from the Nine Heavens, landing before West Queen Mother and pulling the beauty into his embrace.
"Sorry for the wait!"
Their eyes full of affection, Dong Wanggong lowered his lips to West Queen Mother's. The two stood motionless beneath the Ren Water Flat Peach Tree like statues, as peach blossoms drifted around them.
Hundreds of millions of miles away, Qiongqi circled above the entrance to South Kunlun Mountain.
After becoming a mount, Qiongqi had also gained the title of Guardian Beast.
"Husband!"
At last, their lips parted.
West Queen Mother gazed dreamily at his broad chest, feeling Dong Wanggong's warm, burning presence. She was reluctant to leave his embrace.
"I've returned. From now on, we'll never be apart again!"
Dong Wanggong stroked West Queen Mother's head, a slight smile lifting the corners of his mouth. Only now did he set aside the dignity of the Immortal Emperor and freely indulge in tenderness.
Just as the two were about to take things further,
two deep, imposing voices echoed across the Primordial Wilderness from the boundless starry sky.
"The Witch-Demon Tribulation is shifting like the winds and clouds. A bloody storm is about to rise. The Wu Race and the Yao Race are beginning to bare their fangs!"
Dong Wanggong stopped, wrapping an arm around West Queen Mother's waist.
His gaze shot through the vast starry sky and fell upon the Sun Star.
Palaces stood in rows, resplendent and magnificent.
True Sun Fire blazed, and the Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Root, the Fusang Tree, shone brilliantly, radiating scorching heat.
With Hetu Luoshu above his head and the Sun Essence Wheel in his hand, Dijun exuded an overbearing aura. His will to rule all things filled the starry sky as countless members of the Yao Race knelt before him.
Beside him, Eastern Emperor Taiyi held the Chaos Bell in his right hand. The Spacetime Law and Sun Law appeared, and his boundless pressure was in no way inferior to Dijun's.
The Chaos Bell could suppress spacetime and the cosmos. Eastern Emperor Taiyi had comprehended the Spacetime Law through it. As a divine spirit of the Sun Star, he naturally also bore the Sun Law.
The Sun Law was not the Supreme Yang Law!
But the two had similar effects.
"Heavenly Dao above, I, Dijun, and my younger brother Tai Yi, seeing the conflicts among the beings of the Primordial Wilderness, the discord among the Ten Thousand Races, and the chaos of the world, wish to establish the Yao Race Heavenly Court to educate all living beings and administer the laws of Heaven."
"Within the Primordial Wilderness, all shall be governed by our Yao Race Heavenly Court, be they Innate Deities or beings born after the creation of the world."
"With the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell and the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure Hetu Luoshu suppressing the Heavenly Court's Fortune, I, Dijun, shall be the Heavenly Emperor, and Tai Yi shall be the Yao Race Eastern Emperor. We shall appoint the Ten Great Yao Saints beneath us. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"
Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi led the Yao Race in bowing. Boundless fortune gathered around the two Demon Emperors, settling upon the Chaos Bell and Hetu Luoshu.
As their words fell,
golden rays of merit shone through the vast starry sky, conjuring countless auspicious visions that bloomed above the Sun Star like brilliant fireworks.
Then, Heavenly Dao Merit divided into several portions, descending upon Dijun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Ten Great Yao Saints, and the Yao Race.
"Peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. Break through!"
Dijun refined the Heavenly Dao Merit, and his cultivation surged.
He would have needed thousands of years of cultivation to reach the Peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, yet he had broken through in an instant.
Beside him, Eastern Emperor Taiyi used the Heavenly Dao Merit to comprehend the Spacetime Law and Sun Law. His spirit roamed the depths of the void as he fell into a state of enlightenment, engulfed by boundless True Sun Fire.
Compared with Dijun's use of Heavenly Dao Merit to improve his cultivation, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's approach was clearly more intelligent. That was why his combat strength surpassed Dijun's.
Still, Dijun had gathered the Heavenly Dao Destiny and was already beginning to display the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor. His cultivation would continue to advance.
As long as the Yao Race ruled the Primordial Wilderness, Dijun would be able to prove Dao and become a Saint through fortune.
The establishment of the Yao Race Heavenly Court drew mixed reactions from the various Innate Deities.
Some Innate Deities wanted to join the Heavenly Court. But the likes of the Three Pure Ones on Kunlun Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple, and Hong Yun of Huo Yun Cave—the foremost Innate Great Powers—did not take the Heavenly Court seriously.
The title of Heavenly Emperor could awe the masses, but it could not make these Innate Great Powers submit.
Before Pangu Hall on Buzhou Mountain,
the Twelve Ancestral Witches wore grim expressions, their murderous intent with nowhere to vent.
Now that the Yao Race Heavenly Court had emerged, the Wu Race—one of the strongest contenders to become Co-Lord of Heaven and Earth—had to demonstrate its strength and authority. It could not let the name of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage fall into disrepute.
"Eldest Brother, the Primordial World was opened by Pangu Father God. So the Heavenly Authority should be in our Wu Race's hands. Those two Mixed-Feathered Birds have gone too far!"
"Why don't we attack the Sun Star and wipe out the Yao Race Heavenly Court?"
With Zhu Rong's explosive temper, there was no way he could stand Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
In his eyes, who cared about Dao Ancestor Hongjun or the other great powers? Everyone living in the Primordial World had to submit to the Wu Race.
At these words,
Dijiang's expression turned grave. He had to make a decision.
If they resolved to conquer the Primordial Wilderness, they would have to accept the price that came with it.
If they failed, the Wu Race would be wiped out!
Looking at the expectant faces of the other Ancestral Witches, Dijiang clenched his fists and made up his mind.
"The Wu Race disrespects the Heavenly Dao and reveres only Pangu!"
"All beings in the Primordial Wilderness have received the grace of our Pangu Father God. Today, we, the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, shall rule the Primordial Wilderness on his behalf. Whoever dares to defy Father God's will shall be an enemy of us, the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Kill without mercy!"
"The Wu Race shall be revered throughout the Primordial Wilderness, and Pangu Hall shall suppress the Wu Race's fortune!"
Dijiang led the Ancestral Witches in declaring their claim over the Primordial World.
Though he had no idea what fortune was good for, the Yao Race's display suggested that Heavenly Dao Destiny was a powerful tool for ruling the Primordial Wilderness. So Dijiang copied their approach and used Pangu Hall to suppress the Wu Race's fortune.
But the result would certainly be inferior to the Yao Race's.
After all, the Wu Race disrespected the Heavenly Dao, so they would not receive its blessings. They would be lucky if it refrained from sending down Purple Firmament Divine Thunder to destroy their tribes, let alone granting them Heavenly Dao Merit.
After making their declaration, the Twelve Ancestral Witches led the Wu Race's army into battle across the Primordial Wilderness.
They swept outward, slaughtering the Yao Race and subduing other beings.
For a time, baleful energy and karmic consequences arose, while countless streams of blood flowed into the Netherworld Sea of Blood, becoming nourishment for Ancestor Minghe's cultivation.
West Kunlun.
Inside the bedchamber, on the jade bed,
West Queen Mother's clothes were disheveled as she nestled in Dong Wanggong's arms.
"The Heavenly Court has been established, and the Wu Race is expanding. But this is not yet the time for me to act!"
"Once the Wu and Yao Races have exhausted one another, I can emerge and bring blessings to the beings of the Primordial Wilderness in the name of the Immortal Emperor, claiming that elusive Heavenly Dao Destiny!"
Dong Wanggong murmured to himself. He had no intention of vying for supremacy in the Primordial Wilderness.
Of course, he still kept Heavenly Dao Destiny in mind. After all, the Way of Destiny was among the Three Thousand Great Daos, and to refine it, he would have to become the ruler acknowledged by all beings in the Primordial Wilderness.
Ding!
The God-tier Choice System has refreshed. The host is now given two choices.
Choice One: Establish the Immortal Court, educate the beings of the Primordial Wilderness, and defeat the Wu and Yao Races. Reward: the Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Root, the Five-Needle Pine.
Choice Two: Develop cautiously and avoid taking part in the struggle for supremacy in the Primordial World. Reward: the Great Dao Yin-Yang Art.
The Divine Choice appeared once more, filling Dong Wanggong with joy.
The Great Dao Yin-Yang Art was clearly a cultivation technique the system had given him to deepen his comprehension of the Yin-Yang Law.
"I choose the second option!"
A ray of Yin-Yang chaos light flowed into his primordial spirit, and the mysteries of the Great Dao Yin-Yang Art appeared before Dong Wanggong.
It was actually a top-tier Dual Cultivation technique!
As their primordial spirits and bodies intertwined, it sent the Yin-Yang Law into a cycle of reincarnation and comprehension. It was an extraordinarily profound technique.
It could improve Dong Wanggong's cultivation, and even West Queen Mother, who cultivated with him, could advance her realm.
"Swallow this Pangu Marrow, then comprehend the Great Dao Yin-Yang Art with me. It'll help us enjoy the bliss of being one."
Dong Wanggong took out several drops of Pangu Marrow and fed them to West Queen Mother.
At the same time, he lightly tapped with his right hand, sending the Great Dao Yin-Yang Art into West Queen Mother's primordial spirit.
"You're awful..."
West Queen Mother let out a soft, coy groan, allowing Dong Wanggong to have his way.
In an instant, the Yin-Yang Law spread, concealing the springtime scene on the jade bed.
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