Big Brother, Why Not Become the Heavenly Emperor?

"How outrageous! Those Witch Cult disciples must have been acting under Dijiang's orders to specifically block our Demon Race. Truly hateful! Do they really think our Demon Race has no one?"

Upon hearing this news, Taiyi's violent temper flared. The anger rose from his heart to his face, turning it several shades redder than under the illumination of the Sun God Palace's Great Sun Golden Flame. His aura erupted from within him unconsciously, instantly suppressing the blazing Great Sun Golden Flame in the hall.

"Big Brother, I'll head to Mount Buzhou right now and settle the score with that bastard Dijiang!"

He prided himself on having reached the late Quasi-Saint stage and wielding the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell. Looking across the entire Primordial World, aside from those lofty Sages, there was no one he feared!

Previously, Zhu Rong had merely relied on his superior cultivation, but now Taiyi's cultivation had caught up. He felt no fear toward Zhu Rong.

"Stop!"

Di Jun slammed his palm upon the throne and sternly halted Taiyi.

"Big Brother!" Taiyi turned back, his face full of unwillingness.

"Are we really going to swallow this insult?

Let the Witch Cult shit all over the heads of our Demon Race?!"

"Even if you can't swallow it, you have to!"

Di Jun drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fury in his heart as he looked deeply at Taiyi.

"Do you think I don't want to go to Mount Buzhou and demand an explanation?

But have you forgotten what trump card Dijiang and the others hold?"

"The Pangu Phantom..."

At those words, Taiyi's violent aura abruptly stalled, and profound wariness flashed through his eyes.

Back outside Violet Firmament Palace, that Pangu Phantom had shattered Heaven's Way's restriction with a single punch and even packed up Treasure-Dividing