In the Primordial World, a thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
Deep within the Sun Star, Taiyi stood before an enormous furnace, drenched in sweat as his hands constantly shifted through spell seals.
As the final stream of stellar power flowed in, all three hundred and sixty-five Great Heavenly Cycle Star Banners and fourteen thousand eight hundred Lesser Heavenly Cycle Star Banners were finally complete!
"Elder brother, it's done!"
Taiyi excitedly presented the Formation Flags to Di Jun.
Di Jun stroked the Formation Flags, which radiated vast stellar power, and excitement flashed in his eyes.
"The Heavenly Cycle Star-Fighting Formation is complete. At last, our Demon Clan has a trump card that gives us some control over our own fate!"
Di Jun drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his excitement, and turned toward Bai Ze and Fuxi.
"Fellow Daoists, although the formation is complete, only when a Sage emerges among the Demon Clan will we truly have the strength to secure our place in the Primordial World."
Di Jun's gaze was deep. "I control the Purple Star, but my cultivation is only at the middle Quasi-Saint stage. Taiyi, however, has formidable combat prowess and possesses the Chaos Bell. If he becomes a Sage, even the Three Pure Ones would likely struggle to do anything to him with the Chaos Bell at his disposal."
"I intend to secure that last strand of primordial purple qi for Taiyi!"
At these words, both Bai Ze and Fuxi grew solemn.
"Do you mean... Hong Yun, Demon Emperor?" Fuxi asked with a slight frown.
"Precisely."
A cold flicker of murderous intent crossed Di Jun's eyes. "That fellow Hong Yun is nothing but a do-gooder. What right does he have to possess an opportunity to become a Sage? This primordial purple qi rightfully