This Primordial Era is Doomed

While Xiao Kuang was throwing a thunder tribulation party in the Purple Heaven Palace, "friendly exchanging" with the Heavenly Dao with his middle finger, the land of the Primordial Era above underwent drastic changes, and war reignited.

Although the original script of the Primordial Era had long gone off track due to the flapping of Xiao Kuang's gigantic salty fish wings, some karma seemed to stubbornly follow its original trajectory.

East King Duke, the self-proclaimed former head of male immortals, although he didn't get official certification from the Dao Ancestor during the second sermon in Purple Heaven Palace (Xiao Kuang had long forgotten about it), his heart's desire for power and leadership over all immortals never cooled. Seeing the Demon Race Heavenly Court established by Di Jun and Taiyi grow stronger day by day, controlling the stars, receiving homage from myriad demons, and exuding immense power, East King Duke was filled with both jealousy and hatred.

He believed his origins were extraordinary, born from pure yang energy, and he should be the leader of the male immortals in the Primordial Era, not be subservient to two feathered beasts (even though those two feathered beasts were now Quasi-Saints).

Therefore, he raised his banner and recruited many rogue immortals, actually establishing a so-called "Immortal Court" on Penglai Island in the East Sea, proclaiming himself "Eastern Emperor Jun," and challenging the Demon Race Heavenly Court in the West!

His actions undoubtedly slapped Di Jun and Taiyi hard. Di Jun was already seething with anger because Xiao Kuang had tormented and robbed him during the Purple Heaven Palace sermon, filling him with "karma theory." He was looking for an outlet, and East King Duke, this jumping clown, had walked right into his trap, a heaven-sent punching bag!

"A mere East King Duke, an ant, dares to call himself Emperor Jun and establish a court to assert dominance?" On the Sun Star, within the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, Di Jun's expression was grim. The River Diagram and Luo Script in his hand shone with divine light, deducing the strategy for conquest. "Taiyi, gather the troops! I will flatten Penglai and let all beings in the Primordial Era know who the true Lord of the Heavenly Court is!"

"As you command, elder brother!" Eastern Emperor Taiyi held the Chaos Bell, his battle intent soaring. He had long wanted to test the power of his newly acquired Quasi-Saint cultivation combined with the Primordial Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasure!

In an instant, the Demon Race Heavenly Court machine roared to life. Billions of demon gods and demon soldiers gathered, their malevolent aura reaching the heavens, their banners obscuring the sky, and they marched mightily towards Penglai Island in the East Sea!

East King Duke's side was also not idle. Relying on the innate formations of Penglai Island and some powerful rogue immortals he had recruited who refused to submit to the Demon Race, he arrayed his forces, preparing to meet the enemy. The two sides formed their battle lines over the East Sea, swords drawn, and war was on the verge of erupting!

Terrifying killing tribulation energy permeated the air, and the shadow of calamity once again enveloped the Primordial Era, striking fear into the hearts of countless beings.

West Kunlun, Jade Pool Holy Land.

Queen Mother of the West frowned, gazing at the waves of killing intent emanating from the East Sea, her beautiful eyes filled with worry and helplessness.

She and East King Duke were both born from innate yin and yang energy, and although they had a connection, she did not approve of his arrogant and power-hungry nature. Now, East King Duke's overestimation of his own abilities and his confrontation with the Demon Race Heavenly Court was like a moth flying into a flame. If Penglai was breached and East King Duke perished, it would be one thing, but she feared that if Di Jun and Taiyi got carried away, countless rogue immortals would be implicated, and even all beings in the Primordial Era would be affected, causing the killing tribulation to spiral completely out of control.

"Alas... foolish child..." Queen Mother of the West sighed softly. She had initially intended not to interfere, but seeing the impending catastrophe, she could not bear it.

Perhaps only one person could stop this great battle now—the Heavenly Dao's spokesperson, who, despite being extremely unreliable, was the legitimate representative and possessed absolute power: the Dao Ancestor of Purple Heaven Palace!

Although the mere thought of Xiao Kuang's appearance and the style of the Purple Firmament Palace gave the Queen Mother of the West a headache and toothache, there was no other way given the circumstances.

She immediately rose and instructed the Jade Pool fairy maidens: "Prepare the carriage, I am going to the thirty-third heaven to seek an audience with the Dao Ancestor in Purple Heaven Palace!"

Queen Mother of the West mounted a auspicious cloud and rushed to the outside of Purple霄 Palace at her fastest speed.

Before she could even enter, she heard deafening, strangely rhythmic "music" from within, accompanied by flashes of spiritual light, as if a calamity even more chaotic than the immortal-demon battle outside was unfolding.

Queen Mother of the West's mouth twitched. Steeling herself, she knocked on the palace gate.

As the gate opened, the scene that greeted her made her freeze instantly, nearly shattering her Dao heart!

The palace was in disarray, as if it had just been scoured by chaotic divine lightning. Dao Ancestor Xiao Kuang, with an explosion of hair and wearing a perforated outfit, was dancing wildly by a smoking, black pit, shouting, "DJ drop the beat!"

Beside him, Lunar Goddess Wangshu held two flashing sticks (glow sticks) expressionlessly, her eyes vacant. Moon Goddesses Xi He and Chang Xi were performing an extremely strange dance with faces full of shame. A group of Dragon Girls, Phoenix Girls, and Kirin Girls were banging and clanging, playing musical instruments (out of tune) nearby. The exotic birds and beasts in the backyard were forced into formation, awkwardly swaying their bodies...

What... what kind of hellish painting was this?!

Queen Mother of the West took three deep breaths before she could barely stabilize her Dao heart. Ignoring the mentally polluting scene, she quickly walked up to Wangshu, who seemed to be the only one "normal," bowed gracefully, and said, "Queen Mother of the West greets Senior Wangshu."

Wangshu's vacant eyes focused slightly. She glanced at her, nodded in response, and continued to wave the glow sticks unconsciously.

Queen Mother of the West then looked at the most dazzling (physically) person in the center of the scene and raised her voice: "Queen Mother of the West greets the Dao Ancestor! I have an urgent matter to request!"

The music was too loud, and Xiao Kuang didn't hear her at all.

Helpless, Queen Mother of the West had to use her magical power, her voice piercing through the demonic music: "Dao Ancestor! East King Duke and the Demon Race Heavenly Court are at war in the East Sea. The killing tribulation is about to begin, and it will likely lead to widespread suffering! I implore the Dao Ancestor to intervene and stop the conflict!"

This time, Xiao Kuang finally heard her.

He paused the music (and the world instantly became quiet), turned his head, and said with annoyance, "Who is it? So clueless, can't you see I'm having a party? East King Duke? Who is that? Sounds familiar... Di Jun and Taiyi? Are those two birdmen fighting again? Let them fight, what's it to me?"

Queen Mother of the West almost choked. She suppressed her impatience and explained, "Dao Ancestor! You are the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, you uphold the order of the Primordial Era, and the calamity is either driven or quelled by you. Now that the two sides are at war, it has already stirred up tribulation energy. If you do not intervene, it may lead to a great disaster!"

"Order? Calamity?" Xiao Kuang dug in his ear and flicked away imaginary earwax. "That's too tiring. Fighting is so unpleasant, why don't you all come over and dance? Don't you think so, Miss Wangshu?" He winked at Wangshu as he spoke.

The glow stick in Wangshu's hand snapped with a "crack."

Queen Mother of the West: "..." She felt like she was becoming as numb as Wangshu.

But for the sake of all beings in the Primordial Era, she gritted her teeth and continued, "Dao Ancestor! If you are unwilling to go in person, can you at least issue a decree ordering both sides to cease hostilities?"

"A decree? How should I write it? 'No fighting, violators will be... fined three cups of wine'?" Xiao Kuang stroked his chin, seeming to think it was a good idea. "Or 'Whoever fights again will have to clean the toilets in Purple Heaven Palace for three thousand years'? That's good! That old fellow Minghe seemed to enjoy it!"

Queen Mother of the West was on the verge of despair.

Just then, Xiao Kuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he clapped his hands!

"Wait! You said they are fighting? Where? East Sea? Is it live broadcast!" His face showed extreme excitement. "This is the first large-scale team battle in the Primordial Era! How can we miss the live broadcast and commentary!"

He instantly became energetic and waved his hand, "Quick! Ao Qingxin! Bring me the biggest crystal screen! Aim it at the East Sea! Feng Wanxia, turn on the lights! Qi Yao Guang, get some melon seeds and spiritual fruits! Miss Wangshu, don't just stand there, you're knowledgeable, be our special guest commentator! Queen Mother of the West, don't leave either, watch with us!"

A moment later, on the largest crystal screen in the center of Purple Heaven Palace, the magnificent (and tense) scene of the Immortal Court and the Demon Race Heavenly Court's billions of troops confronting each other outside Penglai in the East Sea, with killing intent filling the air, was clearly projected!

And in front of the screen, Xiao Kuang comfortably slumped back into his newly acquired massage chair, a bottle of happy water in his left hand, nine thousand-year-old melon seeds in his right, legs crossed, pointing at the screen:

"Wow! This formation! This special effect! It's more exciting than a Hollywood blockbuster!" "Look, look! That birdman Di Jun is here! Hey, he's even holding a small compass (River Diagram and Luo Script), acting all serious!" "East King Duke is out too? This old fellow has some nerve, daring to challenge the one holding the bell (Eastern Emperor Taiyi)?" "The odds are open! Bet how long East King Duke can last against Taiyi! Place your bets! You can use Spiritual Treasures as collateral!"

Queen Mother of the West watched the Dao Ancestor eagerly preparing to "watch the show," her vision went black, and she almost fainted.

She came to ask the Dao Ancestor to quell the war, not to ask him to be the match commentator and bookie!!!

Heavenly Dao (twitched in its sleep): ...Detected that the Proxy has defined a calamity-level conflict as an 'entertainment event'... Initiating... Initiation failed... Insufficient energy... zzzz... (Subconscious: What are the odds? I bet Eastern Emperor Taiyi will finish the fight in ten minutes...) ...

Wangshu looked at the fierce battle about to erupt on the screen, then at the carefree Xiao Kuang beside her, and finally at the desperate Queen Mother of the West, and slowly closed her eyes.

This Primordial Era is doomed.