The Primordial World's Fighting Strength and the Mysteries of the Zhoutian Star Dou Great Array

After Hong Jun fled into Chaos, the Primordial World did not relax. Instead, it entered a strange, taut calm.

That calm was like a bowstring drawn to its limit. Everyone knew that an unprecedented storm was brewing in the depths of Chaos.

One day, outside Heavenly Court's Zixiao Hall, two figures arrived from the Starry Sky, passing through layer upon layer of clouds to reach the Thirty-Three Heavens.

They were Di Jun, Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Di Jun wore black-and-gold imperial robes, an air of disdain for all beneath heaven inherent in his bearing, yet his expression was solemn now.

Taiyi carried the Eastern Emperor Bell on his back, Chaos Qi swirling around him, his face likewise grave.

The two walked side by side. Along their path, the gods of the Divine Dao stepped aside and bowed.

Ever since Di Jun's secret discussion with Pan Xuan in Pangu Hall, followed by their joint suppression of Amenominakanushi,

Heavenly Court and the Divine Dao had long since beaten their weapons into jade and silk, becoming allies against foreign enemies.

Now that Hong Jun had fled and the game in Chaos had begun, the two had come for a matter concerning the Primordial World's survival.

Pan Xuan was already waiting outside Great Luo Heaven to welcome them.

Dressed in black robes, he stood with his hands behind his back. At their arrival, he smiled faintly and said,

"Fellow Daoists, you have come at just the right time. I was about to send someone to invite you. Now that Hong Jun has entered Chaos, we must move one step ahead."

Di Jun cupped his hands. "That is precisely why we have come.

"The Divine Dao and Heavenly Court are now locusts tied to the same rope.