Eastern King Duke Falls, the Witch and Demon Races Are Established

Taiyi held the Eastern Sovereign Bell in his arms, his gaze locked firmly onto Eastern King Duke, who was struggling to hold on below.

"Eastern King Duke, your day of death has come!"

Taiyi poured all his strength into controlling the Eastern Sovereign Bell, suppressing and killing Eastern King Duke.

The Eastern Sovereign Bell slowly spun beneath the infusion of his vast spiritual power, growing larger and larger.

In the blink of an eye, it resembled an ancient towering mountain propping up the heavens, exuding suffocating pressure. Carrying the force of Mount Tai bearing down overhead and the momentum to crush heaven and earth, it thundered down toward Eastern King Duke's head.

Eastern King Duke exerted every ounce of his strength. Veins bulged all over his body, and sweat poured down like rain, soaking his robes through.

He stirred the spiritual power throughout his body and crazily poured it into the defensive treasure as though burning his life away. The treasure's radiance blazed to its utmost, nearly dazzling to the eye, barely holding back the descending Eastern Sovereign Bell.

Yet how could the might of an Innate Supreme Treasure be so easily resisted? Eastern King Duke felt as though his arms had been struck by ten-thousand-jin hammers. Numbing agony instantly spread through his entire body, and a mouthful of scalding blood surged to his throat, only for him to forcibly swallow it back down.

Taiyi gave Eastern King Duke not the slightest chance to catch his breath. Seizing the moment his spiritual power stalled, he struck out with another palm.

This palm contained immense spiritual power as it slammed into the Eastern Sovereign Bell. The bell boomed, and its shockwaves became tangible raging tides, crashing upon Eastern King Duke wave after wave without end.

The spiritual power within Eastern King Duke's body became like wild horses that had broken free of their reins, instantly falling into violent disorder. His organs suffered grave damage, and he could no longer suppress the blood in his throat. It sprayed out, while his treasure's radiance rapidly dimmed and began to sway precariously.

Immediately after, Di Jun transformed into a brilliant golden streak of light, moving at extreme speed as he pierced through Eastern King Duke's body in an instant.

Eastern King Duke's eyes flew wide open, filled with shock, unwillingness, and despair. His lips parted as though he wanted to cry out, but he no longer had the strength.

His body slowly fell, then was instantly ignited by flames. Within moments, he turned to ash and scattered on the wind, as though he had never existed in this Primordial World.

The lord of the Immortal Court had fallen. At the sight, the remaining members of the Immortal Court were frightened out of their wits, and their will to fight instantly crumbled.

Only one thought remained in everyone's mind: "Run! Staying alive comes first!"

In an instant, they scattered like birds and beasts. They did not even have time to retrieve their treasures as they fled madly in every direction.

Di Jun looked at the routed army and snorted coldly, with no intention of pursuing them.

He had acted this time only to destroy the Immortal Court, not to slaughter these insignificant underlings. In his eyes, these shrimp soldiers and crab generals were not worth wasting his energy on.

After dealing with Eastern King Duke, Di Jun and Taiyi exchanged smiles and swept every treasure gathered by the Immortal Court into their possession.

With the Immortal Court no longer standing in his way, Di Jun's power moved through the Primordial World like a fish in water, and his fame spread rapidly like a prairie fire.

Living beings throughout the Primordial World came one after another to pledge allegiance, and his forces continued expanding like a rolling snowball.

Looking at the increasingly vast yet motley ranks beneath his command, Di Jun stood with his hands behind his back and gazed up at the firmament. Countless thoughts churned in his heart as an even grander, more magnificent plan—one capable of changing the Primordial World's entire landscape—gradually took shape: establish the Heavenly Court.

On this day, golden light burst from Di Jun's body like a blazing sun hanging high in the sky. His voice, wrapped in immense spiritual power, rang through every inch of the Primordial World.

"I am Di Jun! Today, in accordance with the Heavenly Dao, I establish the Heavenly Court to safeguard the peace of the Primordial World and uphold its order. Any living being of the Primordial World with lofty ambitions may enter my Heavenly Court and forge supreme glory together!"

As his words fell, a dazzling golden beam descended from the heavens and shrouded Di Jun directly.

The Heavenly Dao bestowed a vast amount of Merit, recognizing the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

However, his Heavenly Court had imitated Eastern King Duke's Immortal Court, so the Merit it received was comparatively somewhat meager.

But this was not the end.

Immediately afterward, Di Jun and Taiyi announced together, "We, Di Jun and Taiyi, have seen that the living beings of the Primordial World are scattered and disorderly, like loose sand. Today, we two brothers shall establish the Demon Race and rebuild the order of the Primordial World!"

"Any living being in the world that has taken form may become a demon and join our Demon Race!"

Once they finished speaking, the auspicious clouds that had yet to disperse gathered and churned once more. Dense golden Merit light poured down like the Milky Way flooding in reverse.

The Merit for establishing the Demon Race far surpassed that gained from founding the Heavenly Court. One portion fell upon the beings of the Demon Race, while the other was evenly divided between Di Jun and Taiyi.

Their realms soared rapidly, leaving them only a single step away from the Quasi-Saint realm. Their spiritual power became vast beyond measure, and every gesture seemed capable of changing heaven and earth.

"Daddy, if everyone who takes form is a demon, then are we demons too?" Seventh Gourd asked curiously, blinking his innocent eyes as he tugged on Xiao Teng's sleeve.

Xiao Teng stroked Seventh Gourd's head and smiled softly. "Demon or immortal, they are merely names bestowed by the world. What matters is the choice in your own heart. Wherever your heart turns, wherever your will belongs, that is what you belong to."

Third Baby frowned at the side and said in a muffled voice, "The Demon Race doesn't sound very imposing. I don't want to be part of the Demon Race!"

Xiao Teng smiled faintly at his words. If it truly came down to it, he would rather belong to the Human Race.

Unfortunately, Nuwa had not yet created humans, and there was no notion of a Human Race yet.

If Xiao Teng remembered correctly, Nuwa would create humans after the third sermon. By that calculation, there was not much time left.

Speaking of which, Xiao Teng had some karmic ties to Nuwa's creation of humans as well. It seemed he needed to find a time to visit Nuwa.

After the Demon Race was established, heaven and earth in the Primordial World took a long time to settle down.

However, just when everyone believed there would be peace for a while, the entire Primordial World shook once again.

A vast, majestic voice swept mightily through every corner of the Primordial World. The speakers were the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches heard that Di Jun and Taiyi had established the Demon Race, they were furious. They thought that if Di Jun could establish the Demon Race, then they naturally could create a race of their own.

Thus, led by Dijiang, the Ancestral Witches spoke together: "We Twelve Ancestral Witches were transformed from the body of Father God Pangu. Our bloodline is pure, and we are the orthodox lineage of heaven and earth! Today, we shall establish the Witch Clan here, broadly accept the witches of the Primordial World, and shape a new order for the Primordial World, setting heaven and earth aright! Let heaven and earth bear witness!"

The moment their words ended, the auspicious clouds that had already vanished gathered once more with the speed of wind and lightning.

Endless Merit flowed into the bodies of the Witch Clan.

The bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches trembled as the aura around them rapidly swelled.

Endless Merit descended, falling upon the Witch Clan.

At this time, the Witch and Demon Races were like the heaven and earth of the Primordial World, seemingly destined to fight for victory and decide who stood higher.

When the other living beings of the Primordial World saw the Witch and Demon Races receive Merit one after another, they began to imitate them.

However, establishing a race was not so easy. After all, the Witch and Demon Races had already taken in nearly all living beings of the Primordial World.

Unless new living beings appeared, it would be difficult to gain the same Merit.

"Tsk, tsk, I really never expected that establishing a race could rake in such abundant Merit. Daddy, do you think we should establish a Calabash Clan?" Seventh Gourd asked.

"There's no need for that." Xiao Teng shook his head.

"Establishing a race may grant you strength fed back from the race, but it also binds you to that race. What is wrong with being free and unrestrained like this?"

"That's true. Daddy, we haven't gone out in a long time. How about taking us out for a stroll?" Liu Wa immediately seized the chance to change the subject.

Xiao Teng smiled helplessly.

He calculated that there were still tens of thousands of years before the third sermon. At present, the great war between the Witch and Demon Races had not fully unfolded, so taking advantage of this gap to travel around would not hurt.

"Fine, I agree. But on this trip, you must stay close to me. You are not allowed to be willful and run around recklessly, understand?"

"Got it!" The Calabash Kids exchanged smiles and cheered with delight.

Though traveling with Daddy would inevitably leave them somewhat restrained while playing, compared to being cooped up on the Three Immortal Isles, being able to venture through the Primordial World was still a good thing.