Di Jun: You Really Won't Consider Joining the Demon Clan? Then How About an Alliance?

After the sparring match ended, no one immediately returned to Penglai.

Di Jun directly used the River Chart and Luo Script above the Eastern Sea to create a temporary immortal platform. Once everyone had taken their seats, the Solar True Flame and the pressure of the Chaos Bell around them were completely withdrawn.

Grand Unity had just fought Luxuan fiercely, yet his mood was better than before.

That was simply his nature.

Meeting a true powerhouse felt better than hearing ten thousand flattering words.

Di Jun, however, was thinking much further ahead than his younger brother.

That sparring match had thoroughly confirmed something for him.

Luxuan's true combat strength was now exceptionally formidable.

Even using the Chaos Bell to suppress space and time would make it difficult to restrain his Primordial Unity Great Dao.

If it truly became a battle to the death,

Di Jun was confident that he and his brother could join forces to suppress Luxuan.

But Penglai also possessed a world that was growing stronger and stronger.

The Three Cloud Sisters and Zhao Gongming were advancing at an astonishing pace as well.

Making enemies for life with such an existence over the so-called "name of the Demon Clan"

was unprofitable no matter how he looked at it.

"Fellow Daoist." Di Jun poured Luxuan a cup of spiritual tea and spoke again. "Since you have no interest in joining the Demon Clan, I will not bring it up again."

Luxuan nodded.

Di Jun continued, "However, the situation in the Great Wilderness is changing rapidly. The Witch Clan's expansion across the land is becoming increasingly astonishing. The Twelve Ancestral Witches possess formidable physical bodies and do not cultivate Primordial Spirits. Many Demon Clan tribes have already come into conflict with them."

Zhao Gongming's expression turned serious at those words.