Di Jun Makes a Move! Flee? Great Battle Against East King Duke!

"You? Worthy?"

"If We honor you as the Head of Male Immortals, then you are; if We do not honor you as the Head of Male Immortals, then what are you?"

"You may leave, but these people of the Purple Mansion will stay."

"Since you dared to attack the Heavenly Court, you must pay the price."

Di Jun's eyes opened and closed, divine light spilling forth as if from a deep abyss, an unparalleled might beginning to stir.

His expression was indifferent, neither sorrow nor joy. Di Jun rose slowly, his aura growing ever more profound and unfathomable. When he took a step forward, the projection of the heavens detached, and his true form stepped out from the Heavenly Realm, descending into the Primordial Wilderness in a single stride.

And his aura was—Early Primordial Golden Immortal Realm!

Always keep a hand steady. Though he had broken through to the Mid Primordial Golden Immortal Realm, the waters of the Primordial Wilderness ran deep, so hiding his true strength was only prudent.

Buzz!!!

With a single thought, the Heavenly Court Phantom manifested behind Di Jun. He reached out a hand, and from the unseen, the Divine Restrictions and imprints on the beings of the Heavenly Court's various departments seemed to detach, transforming into endless divine light that fell into Di Jun's body. In an instant, Di Jun's aura surged directly to Late Primordial Golden Immortal Realm, just like East King Duke.

Me, displaying the strength of a Late Primordial Golden Immortal when my true power is that of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin—that's perfectly reasonable, isn't it?

No problem at all!

Hiding was just hiding, merely leaving a backup plan. It didn't mean Di Jun intended to truly play the pig. The premise of playing the pig to eat the tiger was that even if you were a pig, you were the strongest pig in the world!

Acting weak? Showing weakness to the enemy? That wasn't Di Jun's style. In his past life or this one, since he cultivated to become stronger, it was to live freely and with ease, to live better. If he had to live stifled, then what meaning was there in growing stronger?

"Late Quasi-Saint? No! Nuwa and the others all proved Dao with strength—how could Di Jun not be the same? He's Late Primordial Golden Immortal Realm!"

East King Duke's eyelids twitched. Though he had suspected as much, seeing it with his own eyes still made his expression shift.

One must understand, Quasi-Saint and Primordial Golden Immortal were the same realm, but their strength was vastly different.

Within the same realm, a Primordial Golden Immortal was always stronger than a Quasi-Saint, just as a Saint and a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin were the same realm, but a Saint with the backing of the Heavenly Dao would always be stronger than a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin. There was no need to elaborate.

"Heavenly Court... What a Heavenly Court! Di Jun, This Venerable remembers you. The humiliation of today, This Venerable will repay a hundredfold in the future!"

East King Duke shot Di Jun a deep look, his face shifting between shades of gloom and uncertainty. Then, he transformed into a streak of light and sped away into the distance.

At the same time, a golden radiance swept across the entire battlefield, forming a vast net that enveloped all the beings of the Purple Mansion and the Six Kings of Purple Mansion.

Boundless spatial force erupted, spreading like a mighty tide and ripples, instantly covering everyone in the Purple Mansion and wrapping up the entire Purple Mansion army.

"We said you could leave. They stay."

"East King Duke, do you not understand what We said?"

Divine light blazed in Di Jun's eyes. He raised a hand and pointed, as if manifesting all laws and birthing myriad wonders. Behind him, a Dharma Aspect of the Heavenly Emperor appeared, standing at the pinnacle of heaven and earth, overlooking all phenomena, observing everything in the world from a higher dimension.

When Di Jun raised his hand, the Dharma Aspect behind him also raised a hand and pointed. This finger seemed to transcend the Dao, to stand above all things, its might reaching straight to the root of existence, filled with unimaginable mystery and the power to annihilate everything.

"Di Jun, do you truly think This Venerable fears you?!"

East King Duke's figure reappeared. While sending away the beings of the Purple Mansion, he formed hand seals, condensing a divine ability to counter Di Jun's attack.

In an instant, boundless purple energy filled the sky, covering the heavens in a sea of purple. As East King Duke's hand seals moved, the endless purple energy coalesced into a great seal that smashed toward Di Jun.

Great Daos coiled around the purple seal, stars lent it power, myriad laws resonated with it. The surrounding void and rules were assimilated, as if manifesting supreme techniques. In a single thought, the seal split into countless dharma seals, centered on the purple great seal, forming a grand formation that pressed down on Di Jun with overwhelming momentum.

"We let you leave only because We consider that the Dao Ancestor appointed you as the Head of Male Immortals, and We give face to the Dao Ancestor. Do you think you amount to anything in Our eyes? To fight Us—are you worthy?"

A faint, mocking smile appeared on Di Jun's face. The Heavenly Emperor's finger, containing all Daos and myriad laws, continued its assault on the Purple Mansion army. At the same time, his right hand turned over, and the Mythological Seal appeared in his palm.

"Suppress!"

Di Jun's lips moved slightly as he slowly uttered a single word.

Not revealing his full strength was one thing, but a mere East King Duke dared to oppose him?

Ridiculous.

East King Duke was still scheming in the Primordial Wilderness, trying to dominate it and use its momentum to prove the Dao. But Di Jun's vision had long since transcended the Primordial Wilderness. Since all sides were making their moves, why shouldn't he, Di Jun, claim a share?

Buzz!!!

The Mythological Seal activated, and one by one, innate divine runes appeared on its surface. As Di Jun's words fell, countless innate divine runes soared into the air, each one manifesting the mystery of a Great Dao, resonating with a single path.

In an instant, they evolved the wonders of all phenomena, constructing an unparalleled might. It seemed to restore Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, and gave birth to countless small worlds.

"Go!"

East King Duke threw his staff, which transformed into a golden dragon of overwhelming might to block the Heavenly Emperor's finger. But when he sensed the terror of those innate divine runes in the void, his expression changed drastically.

Without time to think further, his form flickered, and a figure appeared beside him.

"Greetings, Original Body."

The figure held a spiritual treasure and bowed to East King Duke.

It was none other than East King Duke's severed Good Corpse!

"Attack together."

East King Duke said in a low voice.

"Yes."

East King Duke's Good Corpse replied.

One person and one clone struck simultaneously, the ultimate power of their Dao Fruit operating at full capacity as countless techniques and divine abilities were cast and evolved.

The heavens and earth for billions of kilometers had been assimilated and transformed, as if infinite tides surged forth, erupting with the force of crashing waves and monstrous swells, twisting the entire region.

Boundless treasures' light, resplendent rainbow clouds, countless immortal flowers, vast divine principles. Countless attacks converged into a dense forest of strange phenomena.

The rapid consumption of vast amounts of Great Dao Power turned East King Duke's face deathly pale, his aura becoming chaotic, while his Good Corpse had already turned into a stream of light and returned to his body.

Without pause, East King Duke moved his body. To outside observers, it was merely a blur, but in truth, in an instant, he had manifested numerous clones, simultaneously setting up formations and performing techniques together.

"What use is all this flashy nonsense?"

His mouth twitched, his expression gradually turning serious and dignified. Di Jun's lips moved slightly as he slowly uttered a sentence: "I am the Heavenly Emperor. Thus, with one force, I break all techniques. Thus, I suppress all enemies!"

What use are more divine abilities?

What does it matter if wondrous techniques never cease?

Flashy nonsense! All of it is flashy nonsense!

Imperial We, since We are the Heavenly Emperor, then naturally We can use one force to break all techniques, and as one person, suppress everything!

"Perish!"

Di Jun's expression was indifferent as a single word left his lips.