Primordial World: I, Emperor Jun, Only Want to Build the Primordial World — Section 22

Valley of Tang slowly expanded, stirring up the Solar Trueflame and Primordial Spiritual Energy on the Sun Star.

As the Solar Trueflame and Primordial Spiritual Energy poured in, Valley of Tang's form continuously changed, transforming from a small island into a valley that settled near Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

None of this disturbance passed through the formation Emperor Jun had set up, so it could not affect Taiyi, who was still being nurtured.

From then on, the Sun Star had a place called Valley of Tang.

At the center of Valley of Tang stood the enormous Fusang Tree, surrounded by all kinds of flames as the Solar Trueflame continuously tempered its body.

Seeing this, Emperor Jun went directly beneath the Fusang Tree and began sorting through his cultivation, comprehending the Heavenly Dao, and adjusting his condition in preparation for the decisive battle more than a thousand years later.

The Primordial World was peaceful and tranquil during this period. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, as though it had returned to the brief calm after the Ferocious Beast Calamity ended.

As for the Dragon-Han Calamity, otherwise known as the Three Races Calamity, when it ended, the Primordial World had not enjoyed even a brief period of peace. Instead, Luo Hou had expanded without restraint.

During this time, Demonic Cultivators continuously drew Spiritual Veins toward Mount Sumeru.

Most living beings of the Dao Sect were also adjusting their condition in preparation for the decisive battle.

Of course, some living beings did not wish to participate in this battle and had already found places to hide.

Time flowed like water, passing in a hurry.

On the Sun Star, Emperor Jun, seated beneath the Fusang Tree, opened his eyes and calmly said, "Is it time?"

If things truly went as the legends of later generations claimed, this war would ultimately end with Dao Ancestor Hongjun's victory.

The Dao Sect's fortune?

Could it free me from my fate?

The more Emperor Jun comprehended the Heavenly Dao, the more deeply he sensed its unfathomable nature. At the same time, he pondered how to change his own destiny.

The greater trend, the lesser trend.

He could not let go of any opportunity to accumulate strength.

Emperor Jun could not help thinking this.

He then rose to his feet and checked Taiyi's condition once more.

With a thought from him, the enormous Three-legged Golden Crow on his Gold-Flow Robe emerged, and he no longer concealed his aura.

His kingly bearing was fully revealed.

It was the final decisive battle. There was no need for Emperor Jun to keep hiding himself, and he wanted to fight to his heart's content.

Behind Emperor Jun, the Fusang Tree swayed continuously as a message entered his mind.

Emperor Jun paused slightly before saying to the Fusang Tree, "You need not accompany me. Just guard Taiyi well."

The Fusang Tree swayed lightly, indicating that it understood.

Emperor Jun hesitated no longer. He directly used the Rainbow Transformation Art, tearing through space as he headed for the place where the Eastern Primordial Desolation met the Western Primordial Desolation.

The Rainbow Transformation Art's ability to tear through space for travel was the result of Emperor Jun's comprehension and modifications.

The distance it could travel through space was short, but it was convenient to use and consumed little Magical Power.

It was far superior to a Grand Luo Golden Immortal using vast Magical Power to tear through space and travel through it.

Moon Star.

Wangshu's aura was unstable at this moment. Upon closer inspection, she had only recently broken through from the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm to the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

It seemed the Four Ancestors' preaching had brought Wangshu considerable gains.

This should have been something worth celebrating, but Wangshu's expression was somewhat melancholy.

In a decisive battle, who could guarantee their own survival?

Wangshu stood beneath the Moon Laurel Tree, looking at the two living beings still being nurtured and sensing the pure Lunar Origin Essence within them.

"You two, wait for me to return."

The two living beings still being nurtured trembled slightly, as though responding to Wangshu's words.

"Moon Laurel, while I am gone, take good care of them for me."

Wangshu said this as she looked at the Moon Laurel Tree behind her.

As a living being of the Moon Star, she naturally knew that the Moon Laurel Tree had already developed intelligence.

The Moon Laurel Tree swayed slightly, and streams of moonlight descended upon the two living beings still being nurtured on the Moon Star.

Seeing Moon Laurel's actions, Wangshu knew that the Moon Laurel Tree had made its stance clear.

With Moon Laurel's protection, along with the formation she had arranged, there should not be any problems.

Wangshu thought to herself.

Seeing that everything had been arranged, Wangshu hesitated no longer. With one step, she left the Moon Star and headed toward the battlefield of the Dao-Devil Conflict.

Somewhere within a Secret Realm in the Primordial World.

Eastern Lord Duke emerged from the Secret Realm, his aura having reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.

"Dao Ancestor Hongjun's path truly suits me. Emperor Jun, I will certainly surpass you."

While most living beings of the Dao Sect adjusted their condition before the decisive battle, Eastern King did not do so. Instead, he had continuously tempered himself throughout the Primordial World.

He wanted to surpass Emperor Jun. He wanted to see Emperor Jun submit to him. He wanted his name to resound throughout the entire Primordial World.

Now that the time had come, Eastern Lord Duke naturally would not miss such a good opportunity to make a name for himself.

Many other living beings from the Eastern Primordial Desolation were also rushing toward the battlefield of the Dao-Devil Conflict.

When Emperor Jun arrived, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Ancestor Diandao, Ancestor Qiankun, and Ancestor Yinyang floated above the battlefield of the Dao-Devil Conflict, all their gazes fixed on the west.

Numerous living beings stood behind the Four Ancestors, including cultivators of every realm.

Their gazes were likewise directed toward the Western Primordial Desolation.

On the Demon Path's side, however, no forces had gathered. It was as though they were waiting for the outcome of this decisive battle, as though they had no intention of attacking the Eastern Primordial Desolation at all.

Everyone waited silently.

The time had come.

Four enormous swords suddenly appeared above Mount Sumeru in the Western Primordial Desolation. They shot into the heavens, spinning continuously as they formed a formation.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

These four words surfaced in Emperor Jun's mind.

Then, an enormous formation diagram appeared in the sky and slowly descended onto the four giant swords.

The Immortal Slaughtering Formation Diagram.

It was said that when the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation and the Immortal Slaughtering Formation Diagram combined, they could rival a Primordial Treasure. Now, with the reinforcement of the Western Primordial Desolation's Spiritual Veins, there was no need to speak of its power.

At this moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Ancestor Qiankun, Ancestor Diandao, and Ancestor Yinyang all wore extremely grave expressions.

Of course, they were merely grave. They had great confidence in themselves, and this Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was not enough to make them afraid.

"Hongjun, Diandao, Yin Yang, Heaven and Earth, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is here. Please, four fellow Daoists, come and receive your deaths. Hahaha..."

Luo Hou's arrogant voice once again spread throughout the entire Primordial Continent.

At this moment, every living being from the Eastern Primordial Desolation present turned their gaze toward the Four Ancestors floating in the sky.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun looked at the formation atop Mount Sumeru and said with a smile, "You must not let down your guard. Prevent the Demonic Cultivators from invading the Eastern Primordial Desolation."

Hearing Dao Ancestor Hongjun's instruction, everyone answered in unison, "Please rest assured, Dao Ancestor Hongjun. We will never allow Demonic Cultivators to enter the Eastern Primordial Desolation."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun nodded, then looked at Ancestor Diandao, Ancestor Yinyang, and Ancestor Qiankun beside him. "Three fellow Daoists, let us go and see just how formidable Fellow Daoist Luo Hou's Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation truly is."

"Let us see whether we shall receive our deaths, or whether Fellow Daoist Luo Hou is seeking death himself."

"Luo Hou is naturally seeking death himself!"

Ancestor Yinyang said.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Hou is arrogant."

Ancestor Diandao said.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Hou is excessively conceited."

Ancestor Qiankun commented.

"Go!"

As soon as the words fell, the Four Ancestors floated through the air, walking step by step toward Mount Sumeru.

After only a few steps, they had arrived before the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Hou, we have come to invite you to your death!"

Hongjun's voice likewise spread throughout the entire Primordial Continent.

"Hongjun, words are useless. Let our hands decide the truth. Enter the formation!"

Luo Hou's voice came from within the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.