Primordial World: I, Emperor Jun, Just Want to Build the Primordial World Section 16

These were four Ancestors who had existed since the dawn of creation. Their experience, cultivation, and understanding of the Dao were beyond anything ordinary great powers could compare to.

Once this news spread, the entire eastern region of the Primordial Desolation erupted in excitement. Countless living beings had already gathered at the Eastern Primordial Desolation Base Camp to wait.

Moreover, the news continued spreading eastward, and every day, vast numbers of living beings arrived here to settle down.

Naturally, quite a few conflicts broke out among them.

Yet no one dared provoke Emperor Jun. After all, his reputation among Golden Immortals had been fought for, not boasted into existence.

Still, Emperor Jun encountered trouble: a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal named Daoist Lihuo.

This Daoist Lihuo spent most of his time in the eastern region of the Primordial Desolation, handing over certain spiritual objects and basically never taking part in battle.

The Four Ancestors permitted such behavior as well.

After all, the Natural Treasures, spirit stones, and supplies needed for battle had to be supported by someone, and living beings unwilling to fight would become the logistical support for those on the battlefield.

The very first time Emperor Jun saw Daoist Lihuo, he saw greed in Daoist Lihuo's eyes.

There was none of the jealousy, envy, fear, or other emotions he often encountered—only greed, naked and undisguised greed.

Emperor Jun would never mistake that sensation of someone wanting to devour him whole.

It was only because they were within the base camp that Daoist Lihuo could merely seek trouble with him, not truly dare to strike against him.

Emperor Jun could even sense the mark Daoist Lihuo had planted on him.

The mark was difficult to remove and would take a long time to slowly wear away. Furthermore, the moment he acted on it, Daoist Lihuo would certainly notice.

However, Emperor Jun possessed the Hetu Luoshu Diagram, so he could conceal it to some extent.

Besides Emperor Jun, Daoist Lihuo's gaze upon Eastern Lord Duke was also filled with greed.

Eastern Lord Duke naturally noticed it and had been avoiding Daoist Lihuo all along.

Yet Emperor Jun felt that Daoist Lihuo was still focusing most of his attention on him, as though he himself were the more enticing prey.

Emperor Jun remained vigilant, but he did not devote too much attention to Daoist Lihuo.

Back when Luo Hou's disciple Wutian had been a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, he had failed to capture him. Daoist Lihuo was even less worth mentioning.

At this moment, Emperor Jun seemed to have guessed the reason the Four Ancestors were preaching the Dao.

One reason was to draw more living beings into this war-torn region; another seemed to be raising the strength of the eastern Primordial Desolation's living beings.

To Emperor Jun, it felt like a final mobilization before battle.

Luck!

In the end, Emperor Jun traced everything back to those two words: "luck."

As demons rise, the Dao declines; as demons decline, the Dao rises.

The Primordial Desolation's luck was now split between east and west. If one side seized more, the other would have less.

The Three Races Calamity had also arisen because of luck. After all, in the present Primordial Desolation, luck was the key to taking another step forward.

Yet Emperor Jun still had one question: how could they make the living beings of the eastern Primordial Desolation resist the Demon Path to the death?

In truth, the situation was indeed much as Emperor Jun had guessed.

Back then, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Ancestor Diandao, Ancestor Yinyang, and Ancestor Qiankun had discussed how to ensure that the eastern Primordial Desolation would not fall—and might even launch a counterattack.

In the end, they concluded that they needed to raise the strength of the eastern Primordial Desolation's living beings.

Everything else was false; only strength was real.

Only strength could safeguard the eastern Primordial Desolation and protect the foundation of their luck.

The plan to preach the Dao, proposed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, was ultimately approved by the other three Ancestors.

At present, inheritances in the Primordial Desolation existed only within individual races. There were almost no living beings who truly preached and transmitted the Dao.

Thus, the Four Ancestors' preaching of the Dao could make up for the deficiencies in those inheritances, which was why so many living beings had come.

Although Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the other Four Ancestors would speak of their own Dao paths while preaching the Dao, they would not reveal the foundations of their cultivation.

That was also why the other three Ancestors had agreed so readily.

Three hundred years passed in a flash. Emperor Jun and the other living beings stood before a palace, waiting for its gates to open.

The Primordial Golden Immortals stood at the very front, with Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals behind them. Golden Immortals stood behind the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, while cultivators below the Golden Immortal realm had to stand even farther back.

As the foremost among Golden Immortals, Emperor Jun naturally stood behind the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.

In the Primordial Desolation, strength was the guarantee of one's status, and the hierarchy was strict.

Over these three hundred years, neither side—the Dao nor the demons—had engaged in a single large-scale war. There had only been minor frictions.

Both sides were simply too busy to launch a full-scale war.

There was no need to mention the Dao side; they were preparing to listen to the Four Ancestors preach the Dao.

Meanwhile, news had also come from the Demon Path: its cultivators were continuously moving the Spiritual Veins of the Western Primordial Desolation to Mount Sumeru.

They all knew this was preparation for the final decisive battle.

It was not as though no one had tried to stop them, but none had succeeded. One Primordial Golden Immortal had even nearly perished there.

After all, this was the true stronghold of the Demon Path cultivators, where numerous great Demon Path experts resided.

The Four Ancestors could not act rashly. Beings at their level could sense one another.

If they moved, Luo Hou would certainly respond.

Under such circumstances, the matter could only be left unresolved.

Just as the Demon Path cultivators also did not dare stop the people of the Eastern Primordial Desolation from listening to the Four Ancestors Preach the Dao.

Over these three hundred years, Emperor Jun had also carefully sorted through all that he had gained during this period, especially the various paths of the Dao he had witnessed.

Only by first thoroughly organizing his own state could he gain the most from listening to the Four Ancestors Preach the Dao.

Emperor Jun knew the outcome of the final battle, and thus treasured this chance to hear the Four Ancestors Preach the Dao even more.

The palace doors slowly opened. The Four Ancestors sat upon Prayer Mats within, in order: Ancestor Yinyang, Ancestor Qiankun, Ancestor Diandao, and Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Looking in from the palace entrance, the hall did not seem very large, and there did not appear to be much space before the Four Ancestors.

Emperor Jun could not help but wonder, Could it be that only those with fate may enter this time as well?

Wouldn't those beings who had traveled countless miles and endured untold hardships return disappointed?

Even Emperor Jun himself could not guarantee that he would have such fate.

After all, this was not Dao Ancestor Hongjun's preaching at Zixiao Palace after he attained sainthood.

Before Emperor Jun could think further, the Primordial Golden Immortals ahead entered the instant the doors opened.

The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals behind them entered in turn as well.

After the last Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal entered, Emperor Jun let out a breath of stale air and stepped inside.

Only after entering the palace did Emperor Jun realize he had been mistaken.

From the outside, the palace looked rather small.

Yet once inside, it was exceptionally vast.

Emperor Jun glanced around casually, then thought, Space Laws?

At present, he had only touched upon the barest surface of space. He was still incapable of creating or expanding space within the Primordial Desolation.

If it were a Small World, he might be able to achieve such a feat.

After all, the spatial barriers of the Primordial Desolation were simply far too sturdy.

After Emperor Jun entered, the other beings slowly filed in as well.

In the end, the palace accommodated every being, and it was still exceedingly spacious, without the slightest crowding.

Even those beings listening to the Dao who remained in their true forms, immense in size, caused no obstruction whatsoever.

Emperor Jun discovered that it was not merely the palace that had been expanded with Space Laws; every being's Prayer Mat also contained profound mysteries.

Each Prayer Mat here was an independent space. It was connected to the palace, yet also remained separate from it.

How marvelous.

Emperor Jun could not help but sigh inwardly.

If the Four Ancestors were not about to Preach the Dao, Emperor Jun would have wanted to study the application of the Space Laws here.

Of course, Emperor Jun guessed that even if he did study them, he might not comprehend anything.

The gap between Emperor Jun's realm and that of the Four Ancestors was simply immense. Even if this had been arranged casually by the Four Ancestors, Emperor Jun might not be able to see through it.

After all, without the support of sufficient realm and cultivation, one simply could not imagine how certain things were accomplished.

The position on the Prayer Mat was actually not much different from where he had stood at the palace entrance moments ago.

Four Prayer Mats were placed at the very front. They should have been the seats of the Four Ancestors, and no one was seated upon them.

By now, Emperor Jun was no longer surprised. Before entering the palace, he had clearly seen the Four Ancestors sitting upright upon those Prayer Mats.