Primordial Desolation: Emperor Jun's Grand Construction
Chapter 23

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

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Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the others exchanged glances, each holding their own spirit treasure as they 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 shifted.

The entire Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation became shrouded in haze, leaving the living beings outside completely unaware of what was happening within.

They could only see the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation tremble again and again before swiftly returning to calm.

Emperor Jun gazed toward the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation above 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 living beings of the Western Primordial Desolation or the Eastern Primordial Desolation, they all understood clearly that this battle was not merely between Luo Hou and the Four Ancestors. It was also a battle between themselves.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun had already made the matter very clear beforehand.

The Karmic Luck of the Dao Sect and the Demon Path would either rise as one fell, or one would rise while the other diminished.

Changes in Karmic Luck would, to a certain extent, also affect Luo Hou and the Four Ancestors, who were currently fighting.

Yet during the initial stage of the battle, neither the living beings of the west nor those of the east rashly began a war.

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

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

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

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

Without anyone noticing, this stillness had already lasted nearly ten years throughout the Primordial World.

Emperor Jun looked toward the Demon Path's main camp in the Western Primordial Desolation, his heart growing increasingly grave. The atmosphere throughout the Primordial World was exceedingly tense.

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

Every day, Primordial Origin Golden Immortal cultivators reminded the other cultivators to keep a close watch on every movement of the Demon Path cultivators.

Western Primordial Desolation.

At this time, all the Demon Path cultivators had gathered inside a great hall.

A glance around revealed that the weakest cultivators in this hall were all Grand Luo Golden Immortals.

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

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

Wutian spoke in a solemn tone.

The other Demonic Cultivators nodded slightly and answered in unison, "It should be so."

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

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

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

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

"Those races think that they can remain safe as long as they do not involve themselves in the Dao-Devil Conflict. They do not realize that they are the best choice for increasing Demon Path Fortune."

"We ignored them before 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 can we allow them to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"

"Furthermore, the Karmic Luck gained or lost by subduing or hunting a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal is far greater than that gained by slaughtering low-level cultivators."

"By your command."

Seven Emotions and Six Desires answered simultaneously.

Afterward, all the Primordial Origin 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 you will follow me in launching 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 thereby wear away the Dao Sect Fortune."

"Never retreat!"

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

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

"Move 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!"

There were no further words beyond that single sentence.

The moment Emperor Jun heard the voice, he recognized it as Limitless Ancestor's. He was one of the Dao Sect's Primordial Origin Golden Immortals.

Primordial Origin Golden Immortals were exceedingly fast. At this moment, the Primordial Origin Golden Immortals of both the Dao Sect and Demon Path had already begun fighting.

After delivering the message, Limitless Ancestor hurriedly faced his opponent and did not dare show the slightest negligence.

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

The Dao Sect cultivators instantly became solemn, all emerging to look toward the Western Primordial Desolation.

Sure enough, before long, Demon Path cultivators charged out from the main camp in the Western Primordial Desolation one after another, densely packed like a swarm of locusts.

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

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

There was no mutual standoff, no exchanging harsh words before the battle, no pointless verbal sparring.

There was none of that. There was only the most direct slaughter, without any needless flourish.

They wanted bloodshed. They wanted death.

Only in this way could they truly affect the Karmic Luck of the Dao Sect and Demon Path, genuinely aiding Luo Hou or the Four Ancestors in their battle.

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

The Dao Sect cultivators had long been mentally prepared. Rather than being frightened by the Demon Path's charge, they met it head-on and fought the Demon Path cultivators in pairs.

All cultivators, whether of the Demon Path or Dao Sect, consciously divided 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 battlefields for Golden Immortals and those below them. These battle formations had been created by the cultivators themselves.

In this era, no one taught the Dao. Everyone merely fought to seize Karmic Luck, so whether it was formations or other paths, they had to comprehend them on their own. Their development was not truly flourishing.

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

Among them, Eastern Lord Duke's battle formation was especially dazzling, and none knew how many Demonic Cultivators it had slaughtered.

At the same time, battle formations clashed with battle formations. Some only collided once before immediately separating to harvest other living beings.

Others crashed directly into one another, determined to fight until one side died.

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

Corpses covered the ground, and blood flowed into rivers. At this moment, those words became vividly real.

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

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

Whether Demon Path cultivators or Dao Sect cultivators, those who self-detonated were countless.

The living beings who died in this decisive battle were even more innumerable.

At this moment, Luo Hou, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and the others within the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation all sensed the decline in Karmic Luck, but they knew that they could decide nothing at this time.

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 battlefield of the Grand Luo Golden Immortals was even more magnificent, yet the casualties were not severe.

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

However, perhaps under the influence of the Karmic Tribulation Qi, the battles between Grand Luo Golden Immortals had also reached a stage where only death awaited the defeated.

No living being dared hold back. All fought with their full strength.

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

Amid the Grand Luo Golden Immortals' battle, Wutian spotted Emperor Jun's figure 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 hands before.

He was also Wutian's humiliation.

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