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

Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the others exchanged glances, took out their respective spirit treasures, and entered the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

Whether they were Dao Sect cultivators from the Eastern Primordial Desolation or Demon Path cultivators from the Western Primordial Desolation, all watched the Four Ancestors enter the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

At the same time, the four enormous swords slowly began to turn, while the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Diagram continuously changed.

The entire Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation became hazy, and the beings outside had no idea what was happening within.

They could only see the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation trembling again and again before quickly settling down once more.

Emperor Jun gazed toward the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation at Mount Sumeru and thought, The era of the Dao-Devil Conflict is about to end.

At the same time, he knew that their battle was about to begin as well.

Whether they were beings of the Western Primordial Desolation or beings of the Eastern Primordial Desolation, they all understood that this battle was not merely one between Luo Hou and the Four Ancestors. It was also a battle between them.

Before this, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had already made everything clear.

When it came to the fortune between the Dao and the Demon Path, either one rose while the other fell, or one rose while the other vanished.

Changes in fortune could, to a certain extent, affect Luo Hou and the Four Ancestors who were currently fighting.

However, in the early stages of this battle, neither the beings of the west nor those of the east rashly started a war.

This war concerned the Destiny of countless beings, and it would also determine whether the Primordial World would be dominated by the Demon Path or the Dao Sect.

After all, these beings were not like Emperor Jun, who knew the future course of the Heavenly Dao's greater trend.

Apart from the occasional tremors from the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation atop Mount Sumeru, the Primordial World fell into a rare calm.

Every being knew that this calm was merely the stillness before the storm.

Before anyone realized it, this stillness had lasted for nearly ten years throughout the Primordial World.

Emperor Jun watched the Demon Cultivators' main camp in the Western Primordial Desolation, his heart growing increasingly grave. The atmosphere of the entire Primordial World was exceedingly oppressive.

The Primordial World's current situation was like a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

Every day, Primordial Golden Immortal cultivators reminded lower-ranked cultivators to closely watch every movement of the Demon Path cultivators.

Western Primordial Desolation.

At this moment, all the Demon Path cultivators had gathered within a great hall.

Looking around, the weakest cultivators in this hall were all Grand Luo Golden Immortals.

The one who had gathered these many Demon Cultivators was Wutian, Luo Hou's sole disciple.

"Master and Hongjun, Inversion, Yin Yang, Heaven and Earth, and the others have been fighting for more than ten years. It is time for us to serve Master."

Wutian spoke in a grave tone.

The other Demon Cultivators nodded slightly and said in unison, "So it should be."

Demon Path cultivators yearned for freedom, and there were even Primordial Golden Immortal Demon Path cultivators present. Logically, they should not have followed the arrangements of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal like Wutian.

However, Luo Hou had planted restrictions within their bodies. He had also painted for them a grand vision of the Demon Path's future and promised enormous benefits.

One stick and one carrot. Under such circumstances, the Demon Path cultivators now obeyed Wutian's commands.

"Seven Emotions and Six Desires, you two will lead the Primordial Golden Immortal Demon Cultivators to hunt the Dao Sect's Primordial Golden Immortal cultivators. At the same time, subdue those Hidden Races."

"Those races think that if they do not involve themselves in the Dao-Devil Conflict, they will remain safe and sound. They do not realize that they are the best choice for increasing Demonic Path Fortune."

"We previously left them alone because of the Dao-Devil Conflict and had no desire to bother with them. Now that the decisive battle of the Dao-Devil Conflict has arrived, how could we allow them to sit atop the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"

"Moreover, subduing or hunting a single Primordial Golden Immortal would increase or reduce fortune far more than slaughtering low-ranked cultivators."

"By your command."

Seven Emotions and Six Desires answered simultaneously.

Afterward, all the Primordial Golden Immortals within the hall stood behind Seven Emotions and Six Desires.

Wutian then looked at the remaining Grand Luo Golden Immortals and said, "The rest of our Demon Path cultivators will follow me in a frontal assault on the Eastern Primordial Desolation."

"In this battle, we will never retreat. We will fight the Dao Sect cultivators to the death and use this to wear down Daoist Sect Fortune."

"Never retreat!"

The other Grand Luo Golden Immortal Demon Cultivators shouted along with him.

Luo Hou had already explained all the principles and reasons involved to them. Compared to the Primordial Golden Immortals, they had even less ability to resist Luo Hou's methods.

"Set out!"

Wutian led the Demon Path cultivators toward the battlefield.

As usual, Emperor Jun continued watching the main camp in the Western Primordial Desolation.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the battlefield.

"The Demon Path is invading!"

That was all. No further words followed.

Upon hearing that voice, Emperor Jun immediately recognized it as Limitless Ancestor's voice. He was one of the Primordial Golden Immortals among the Dao Sect cultivators.

Primordial Golden Immortals moved swiftly, and the Primordial Golden Immortals of both the Dao and Demon Path had already begun fighting.

After sending out the message, Limitless Ancestor hurriedly faced his own opponent, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

They were fighting on another battlefield, one that no one below the Primordial Golden Immortal realm could observe.

The atmosphere among the Dao Sect cultivators instantly grew solemn, and they all emerged to look toward the Western Primordial Desolation.

Sure enough, before long, Demon Path cultivators charged out of the Western Primordial Desolation's main camp one after another, densely packed like a swarm of locusts sweeping through the land.

When they reached the Dao Sect cultivators, the Demon Path cultivators did not pause in the slightest. Wutian roared, "Kill!"

The Demon Path cultivators charged straight into the Dao Sect cultivators' ranks.

There was no facing off, no harsh words before the battle, no trading insults.

None of that existed. There was only the most direct slaughter, without any flashy tricks.

They wanted bloodshed. They wanted death.

Only in this way could they truly affect the fortune of both the Dao and Demon Path, truly lending aid to Luo Hou or the Four Ancestors who were fighting.

That mentality also affected the Karmic Tribulation Qi, further nurturing it and influencing their reason to a certain extent.

The Dao Sect cultivators had long been mentally prepared. Not only were they not frightened by the Demon Path cultivators' charge, they instead met them head-on and fought them in pairs.

All cultivators, whether of the Demon Path or the Dao Sect, consciously separated the battlefield.

Cultivators below the Golden Immortal realm fought on one battlefield, Golden Immortals on another, and Grand Luo Golden Immortals on yet another.

Battle formations appeared on the Golden Immortal and lower-realm battlefields. These formations had all been created by the cultivators themselves.

In this era, no one spread the Dao. They only fought for fortune, so whether it was formations or other paths, everything had to be comprehended and developed on one's own. Such arts were not truly flourishing.

Even so, cultivators who formed battle formations held an advantage, slaughtering countless beings like meat grinders.

Eastern Lord Duke's battle formation was especially eye-catching, and no one knew how many Demon Cultivators it had slaughtered.

Battle formations also clashed with one another. Some collided only once before immediately separating to harvest other beings.

Others crashed together directly, determined to fight until one side perished.

In short, on these two battlefields, the lives of beings no longer seemed like lives at all, but merely numbers.

Corpses carpeted the ground, and blood flowed into rivers. At this moment, those words took on a vivid meaning.

Since the Dao-Devil Conflict began, Golden Immortals and beings below that realm had suffered the greatest number of deaths.

In this decisive battle, the deaths were even more tragic and heroic.

Whether Demon Path cultivators or Dao Sect cultivators, there were countless who self-destructed.

The number of beings who died in this decisive battle was beyond counting.

At this moment, Luo Hou and Dao Ancestor Hongjun within the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation all felt their fortune declining, but they knew that they could decide nothing at present.

The only thing they could do was kill the enemy before them. Only then would this Dao-Devil Conflict end.

Compared with those two battlefields, the Grand Luo Golden Immortal battlefield was even more magnificent, yet the casualties were not severe.

The higher a being's cultivation, the harder it was for them to die.

However, perhaps influenced by the Karmic Tribulation Qi, the struggle between Grand Luo Golden Immortals had also reached a life-or-death stage.

No being dared to hold back. All of them fought with everything they had.

Because once they held back, they might be the one who died.

As Wutian fought among the Grand Luo Golden Immortals, he spotted Emperor Jun at a glance.

Among the Grand Luo Golden Immortals, Emperor Jun's cultivation might not have been the highest, but his bearing was the most outstanding.

That kingly aura around him instantly made him the center of attention.

Wutian noticed Emperor Jun at first glance and recognized him as the Golden Immortal cultivator who had escaped from his grasp before.

He was also Wutian's humiliation.