Dongwang Gong's Fury and Ambition

However, though everything seemed to have been settled, that was only on the surface. Beneath it, undercurrents surged through the Primordial World.

The gazes of countless great powers in the Primordial World—including both experts who had been defined as part of the Demon Clan and those who had not—were all fixed upon the Sun Star. As they watched Di Jun and Taiyi break through, surrounded by over four hundred Great Firmament Golden Immortals, their expressions varied: some were furious, some envious, some jealous, and some disdainful!

East Sea, Penglai Immortal Island!

Dongwang Gong's face twisted savagely. "Di Jun, Taiyi, you damned feathered beasts! Despicable! You deserve death! I, Dongwang Gong, was personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor as the Head of Male Immortals, entrusted with commanding the immortals and maintaining order in the Primordial World. What right do you two feathered beasts have to establish the Demon Clan? What right do you have to maintain order in the Primordial World?"

"Queen Mother of the West, you wretched maid! If you hadn't kept delaying and refusing to join hands with me in establishing the Immortal Court, commanding the immortals, and maintaining order in the Primordial World, how could Di Jun and Taiyi have beaten us to it?"

"And those Thirteen Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan are all worthless trash as well! Thirteen Top-Tier Innate Divines, yet they couldn't kill those two feathered beasts—that would have been one thing. But they couldn't even keep an eye on them! Utter trash, unworthy of calling yourselves the Pangu Orthodox Lineage!"

After concealing the Heavenly Secrets, Dongwang Gong cursed wildly by himself within the immortal hall, spewing obscenities.

Although he had long noticed that Di Jun and Taiyi possessed the Nine-Nine Supreme Destiny and were likely obstacles to his plans of establishing the