Arranging the West, Hongjun Sends a Message

"I beg the Senior to pass down a method of salvation!"

The Three Ancestors were all filled with sorrow and panic at this moment. The Ancestor Dragon, in particular, felt the weight of his countless years of scheming, only to end up with such a miserable outcome.

"You Three Innate Tribes have committed grave sins, causing the world to suffer. The Heavenly Dao no longer tolerates your existence. Now, only by eliminating the demons and upholding the Dao, returning the Primordial World to a state of clarity, can you slightly offset your karma. Conduct yourselves accordingly."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he sighed softly and vanished, leaving the Three Ancestors behind in utter desolation.

"Two fellow Daoists, a great mistake has been made. Our Three Innate Tribes have reached a moment of life and death. As this Senior said, perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope. We must make a decision quickly."

The Three Ancestors, having regained their clarity, no longer had any intention of fighting. The Ancestor Dragon looked toward the Primeval Phoenix and the Primeval Kirin, speaking solemnly.

The other two were well aware of the state of their tribes. The Primeval Phoenix stepped forward and bowed: "The Phoenix Clan is willing to follow the lead of your Dragon Clan to fight against the demon scourge!"

"The Kirin Clan is also willing to join!"

"In that case, we shall each return, gather our clansmen, and unite our forces to eliminate the demons and redeem the sins of our three tribes."

"Agreed!"

The Three Ancestors returned, and the Three Tribes quickly ceased hostilities. Turning from enemies into allies, they began to jointly resist the powerful and brutal Devil Race.

In the initial stages of the great war, the sudden intervention of the Devil Race had caught the Three Tribes off guard. Now that the Three Ancestors had regained their senses and organized the cultivators of the Three Tribes to fight back, the situation quickly stabilized.

The calamity that swept across the Primordial World shifted from a war between the dragons, phoenixes, and kirins into a conflict between the Dao and the demons, which concerned the very fate of the world.

United, the Three Tribes initially held an advantage over the Devil Race. However, as the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals and Great Supernatural Beings of the Devil Race, such as the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, joined the fray, the tide of battle slowly began to change.

East King Duke had been back in the Western Continent for many years. With the help of Zhenyuanzi and the use of the Earth Book, the Spiritual Veins of the Primordial World were clear at a glance. By manipulating the Earth Veins, they easily set up one Supreme Yang Array after another.

In less than a hundred years, the two had set up protective arrays for thousands of Western Spiritual Veins. While this might not be enough to keep the Earth Veins completely unscathed, it would at least prevent them from being utterly destroyed, which was sufficient.

Having traveled nearly ten million miles, even though East King Duke was now in the late stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm—far stronger than he had been a hundred thousand years ago—and was working in tandem with the mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Zhenyuanzi and his Earth Book, protecting these thousands of Spiritual Veins was already their limit.

Greed leads to failure; they could have attempted to set up more, but if they were unable to manage them properly and the Spiritual Veins were damaged as a result, the loss would outweigh the gain.

Both were top-tier Innate Divine Demons and geniuses; naturally, they understood the principle of knowing when to stop.

With the Spiritual Veins secured, they only needed to wait for the war to erupt. East King Duke's first plan for this journey was essentially complete; next, he would need to carry out the task of exterminating the demons.

The two flew along, searching for traces of the demons. The state of the Western Continent was truly dire. In a hundred thousand years, it had decayed to this point. Standing on the clouds, one could see dilapidated, spiritless immortal mountains and blessed lands everywhere.

Seeing such a scene, East King Duke remained relatively composed, but Zhenyuanzi, whose own dojo was located at the border between the East and the West, sighed incessantly, feeling an even deeper hatred for the actions of the Devil Race.

One day, as the two traveled to a certain location, their divine senses picked up the sound of killing shaking the heavens. Ten thousand miles away, the Devil Race was pursuing and slaughtering an innate race rooted in the West.

The two exchanged a glance and, with tacit understanding, unleashed their movement techniques and rushed over.

Arriving at the scene of the slaughter, they saw that only a few dozen of the innate cultivators remained. Their cultivation levels were low, with the highest among them being no more than late-stage Golden Immortals. Behind them, a squad of the Devil Race led by a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal was in hot pursuit.

Seeing that they were about to be overtaken, Zhenyuanzi landed and intercepted the squad of the Devil Race before East King Duke could even make a move.

"Who dares to block the path of our Devil Race army!"

The devils clamored, but Zhenyuanzi paid them no mind. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed the Power of Earth. It was as heavy as a mountain range, and in an instant, the majority of the devil cultivators were slaughtered.

The Primordial Unity devil cultivator was struck with terror at the sight. He retreated rapidly, shouting, "We are all devil generals under the command of the Lust Desire Demon Venerable! Our master is a Great Supernatural Being at the late stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm! If you do not step aside immediately, once our master descends, he will surely extract your soul and refine your spirit, leaving you no chance for reincarnation!"

The devil cultivator was putting on a brave front, but before Zhenyuanzi could act, East King Duke let out a soft snort.

"Noisy!"

He landed and raised a hand. The surrounding spiritual energy stagnated. Including the Primordial Unity devil cultivator, all the remaining devil cultivators were frozen in place, unable to move a single inch. They could only display expressions of utter terror, trembling uncontrollably.

East King Duke had no desire to waste words with them. He flicked his finger, and without releasing any visible divine ability or spell, the squad of devil cultivators instantly turned into fly ash. Their primordial spirits were extinguished, and their souls scattered into nothingness.

The sudden turn of events left the group of innate beings, who had been under pursuit, completely stunned. Having escaped death, they realized that both East King Duke and his companion were mighty figures, so they hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.

"We thank the two seniors for saving our lives!"

East King Duke nodded slightly.

"No need for formalities. The West is treacherous. There are no traces of devils within a million miles for now. You should head toward the Eastern territories as quickly as possible and find a safe place to hide and recuperate. When the time is right, the Devil Tribulation will surely dissipate."

Once East King Duke finished speaking, Zhenyuanzi interjected from the side: "You may all head east. Five million miles away lies the Longevity domain. There is a Wuzhuang Temple in the mountains; you may go there to take refuge, and you shall be safe."

After speaking, he tapped his finger lightly, imbuing a strand of the Power of Earth into the primordial spirits of the few minor cultivators. His intention was to provide them with protection.

Although the Devil Race was strong, unless Luohu himself arrived, they could not easily break through the mountain-protecting formation laid down by the Earth Book and the Power of Earth.

Under his protection, they would naturally be perfectly safe. After the few minor cultivators offered another round of profuse thanks, they hurried away toward the Longevity domain.

Once the cultivators had departed, Zhenyuanzi said solemnly, "Brother Dao, the Devil Race acts with such cruelty that it truly harms the harmony of Heaven and is of great detriment to the Primordial World. We must stop them as soon as possible and do our utmost to slay more devils."

East King Duke nodded: "Agreed!"

Just as the two were about to ride the clouds in search of devils, East King Duke's Dao body trembled. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, and after a long moment, he wore a thoughtful expression.

"Brother Dao, why have you stopped?"

Zhenyuanzi asked, puzzled.

East King Duke pondered for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist, I am afraid I must part ways with you."

"Why?"

"My previous agreement with Senior Hongjun to exterminate the devils was to slay the Zenith Heaven devil cultivators under the Demon Ancestor Luohu. At this moment, the Seven Emotions Heavenly Demons and the Six Desires Demon Venerables of the Devil Race have all been mobilized to wage war against the Three Innate Tribes. The Dragon Race and others are struggling to hold their ground. Senior has sent me a voice transmission inviting me to assist in the battle and slay the devils. I must go."

Upon hearing this explanation, Zhenyuanzi wanted to say something, but East King Duke stopped him: "We have laid down thousands of formations to protect the spiritual veins, and they require someone to preside over them. Protecting these spiritual veins is a great service to the Primordial World and cannot suffer the slightest error. As a Great Supernatural Being who wields the Earth Book, you are the most suitable person for this task."

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I will not fail this mission!"

Seeing that Zhenyuanzi had accepted the task, East King Duke felt relieved. After giving a few more instructions and leaving behind some Three Lights Divine Water for the other party in case of emergency, he utilized an escape technique and departed.