The Search Reveals the Eastern King Duke

Fuxi felt terribly "wronged." He had been sitting at home, and trouble had come knocking all on its own. I have no quarrel with you brothers, Dijun and Taiyi. Why drag me into this? Do you think I've had it too easy?

However I live, what business is it of yours? I don't need you two worrying about me.

Dijun and Taiyi seemed to realize their conduct was hardly honorable. But it truly had not occurred to them before. The moment they thought of Fuxi, they had prepared gifts and come straight over. Who had time to consider anything else? This was not a battle or a war. They had not even considered whether Fuxi would agree to help. First, they would show up.

Even if they had thought it through, they would still have come. They had no other choice but to ask Fuxi for help. They could hardly go begging Dao Ancestor Hongjun, could they? So they silently apologized to Fuxi. Be a good man and descend into "hell" this once. Of everyone in the Primordial Wilderness, your divination is the strongest, and you're the best suited. If you won't descend into hell, who will?

A leader needed a thick face and a black heart. As the first and second palace lords of the Sun Palace, the Primordial Wilderness's third-largest power, Dijun and Taiyi fit the description perfectly. In the future, they would even become the Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, one of the wilderness's two great hegemonic powers. They were models of thick-faced, black-hearted leadership.

Fuxi had not even helped them yet, and they had already schemed against him. The Witch Clan could not match that knack. Even the Eastern King Duke might have admired them. No wonder they would ambush him. Their