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

Under these circumstances, the pressure Emperor Jun placed on Wutian continued to grow.

As a result, Wutian suffered increasingly severe injuries, while Emperor Jun's injuries gradually decreased.

Wutian naturally felt the pressure, but he could not think of any better solution.

How had Emperor Jun grown so quickly?

Wutian could not help but suffer inwardly.

After a thousand years of battle, Wutian felt that Emperor Jun's strength had become ever more unfathomable.

And this was still while Emperor Jun had not used his full strength.

After all, such a resilient whetstone was naturally something Emperor Jun wanted to make use of for a while longer.

Now that Emperor Jun had tested everything he wanted to test, he naturally would no longer hold back.

Emperor Jun's speed surged once more as he charged directly at Wutian.

This time, Wutian did not react at all before suffering a heavy blow from Emperor Jun.

The Eleventh Grade Black Lotus protecting him rippled again and again, but Wutian still felt the Solar Trueflame invading his body.

Wutian immediately mobilized his demonic power, wanting to extinguish the Solar Trueflame that had invaded his body, but how could Emperor Jun give him that chance?

After a thousand years of battle, Emperor Jun, with his exceptional comprehension, had improved by far more than just a little.

Emperor Jun immediately unleashed a barrage upon Wutian. The Eleventh Grade Black Lotus was still extremely resilient, its ripples continuously spreading and weakening Emperor Jun's attacks.

Unfortunately, this did not allow Wutian to escape Emperor Jun's rhythm. He was still being relentlessly pummeled by Emperor Jun.

It was only that even the offensive Innate Spiritual Treasures in Emperor Jun's hands could not break through the Eleventh Grade Black Lotus's defenses. Otherwise, dealing with Wutian would have been even simpler.

With a thousand years of accumulated advantage, Wutian did not even have the slightest ability to resist.

"You..."

Wutian wanted to speak, but Emperor Jun gave him no opportunity.

Wutian's speed could not keep up with Emperor Jun at all. He had now completely abandoned offense and no longer swung the Long Halberd in his hand.

He had entered a state of total defense. Part of his Demonic Qi was sent into the Eleventh Grade Black Lotus, while another part was used to treat his own injuries.

It was not that he had never considered abandoning his treatment and going all out in one desperate gamble.

But Emperor Jun's speed was simply too fast. He could not even find Emperor Jun's figure, so how could he speak of attacking?

He had also tried filling the surrounding area with Laws to slow Emperor Jun down.

But a thousand years ago, his comprehension of Laws had already been on par with Emperor Jun's. Now, his control over Laws had fallen behind Emperor Jun's.

With Wutian lagging behind in every respect, he could only maintain this state.

Of course, he knew that this was equivalent to a slow death, but he had virtually no choice.

He could only hold on until other Grand Luo Golden Immortals or Primordial Golden Immortals of the Demon Path could free themselves to help him.

Or until his master won the battle.

Emperor Jun did not know Wutian's thoughts, but he knew that the sooner this battle ended, the better.

This whetstone called Wutian could no longer withstand his edge, so it had naturally lost its use.

Seeing Wutian fully on the defensive, Emperor Jun immediately communicated with the Hetu Luoshu Diagram. Solar Trueflame filled the sky, surrounding Wutian and continuously roasting him.

At the same time, Emperor Jun continuously fused the Laws he had comprehended into the Solar Trueflame.

"Boom!"

After hearing a tremendous crash, Emperor Jun immediately felt the entire Primordial World tremble several times.

While continuing to roast Wutian with Solar Trueflame, Emperor Jun immediately looked toward Mount Sumeru.

Such a massive disturbance meant that something must have happened at Mount Sumeru.

When Emperor Jun looked up, he saw endless Energy Tides rushing toward him.

He could no longer spare attention to roasting Wutian. He immediately used the Hetu Luoshu Diagram to cover himself and rapidly retreated, dealing with the Energy Tides.

Emperor Jun was not the only one. After the other living beings reacted, they too deployed their methods to resist the Energy Tides.

They could not help but feel bewildered. What exactly had happened?

However, Emperor Jun, who possessed memories of the future, had already formed a guess. Could Devil Ancestor Luo Hou have detonated all the Spiritual Veins in the Western Primordial Desolation?

Could the Dao-Devil Conflict be about to end?

While resisting the Energy Tides, Emperor Jun kept Wutian's figure locked in his sights.

Even if the Dao-Devil Conflict ended, Emperor Jun had no intention of letting Wutian go.

Emperor Jun could be broad-minded at times, but at other times, he could be very petty.

Wutian had ignored the rules back then, using his status as a Grand Luo Golden Immortal to bully him, a mere Golden Immortal. Emperor Jun naturally had not forgotten.

Wave after wave of Energy Tides swept through the land, as though washing over the entire Primordial Continent. After all, they came from nearly all the Spiritual Veins of the Western Primordial Desolation.

The Western Primordial Desolation bore the brunt of it and suffered the harshest cleansing. Countless spiritual treasures of heaven and earth dissipated.

Although the Eastern Primordial Desolation was also struck, its Spiritual Veins remained intact, so it suffered far less than the Western Primordial Desolation.

After the Energy Tides subsided, everyone used their divine abilities to look toward Mount Sumeru.

Emperor Jun, however, rapidly arrived before Wutian and continued roasting him with Solar Trueflame.

Seeing Emperor Jun's actions, Wutian dearly wanted to curse, but he could only do his best to protect himself.

Emperor Jun ignored Wutian's expression. Golden light flickered in his pupils as he split his attention, also looking toward Mount Sumeru.

This was the most crucial turning point. How could Emperor Jun not want to witness it for himself?

Mount Sumeru.

Perhaps because it had been the location of the Immortal Slaughtering Grand Formation, Mount Sumeru had ultimately been preserved, though its Spiritual Veins had still suffered severe damage.

At this moment, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation had already vanished. Luo Hou and Hongjun stood facing each other, both looking extremely bedraggled.

Ancestor Yinyang, Ancestor Diandao, and Ancestor Qiankun had all disappeared as well.

A smile hung on Luo Hou's face as he looked at Hongjun with great delight.

One against four, he had taken out three of them and dragged the sole survivor down with him. How could Luo Hou not be pleased?

Hongjun's expression, however, was extremely ugly, and visible anger filled his gaze toward Luo Hou.

For the kind-faced Hongjun, this was an exceptionally rare sight.

Hongjun's expression was ugly, partly because the four of them had fought Luo Hou alone and yet ended up in such a disastrous state.

The other reason was that Luo Hou had dragged him down with him, leaving him burdened with immense Karmic Sin.

All the Karmic Sin of the Western Primordial Desolation was shared between Luo Hou and him.

Although Luo Hou himself was the mastermind, Hongjun and the others had fought him, so they naturally had to bear part of the responsibility as well.

Hongjun naturally understood this. It was not only because he could feel the Karmic Sin upon himself, but also because he had the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans as an example.

During the Three-Clan War, they had also damaged the heavens and earth of the Primordial World and all incurred Karmic Sin. Even now, they were still repaying their debts.

And now, of the four who had opposed Luo Hou, only one remained. Naturally, Hongjun alone had to bear the Karmic Sin.

How could Hongjun's expression not be ugly?

"Luo Hou, you are truly ruthless!"

With almost none of the Spiritual Veins in the Western Primordial Desolation remaining, how could he not be ruthless?

"Old Daoist Hongjun, how does it feel? Hahaha..."

Luo Hou asked with a laugh.

Rather than lose by himself, it was better for everyone to lose.

Better shattered jade than intact tile.

Just as Hongjun wanted to answer, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

At the same time, Luo Hou's expression also changed in an instant.

After the Energy Tides struck, Emperor Jun saw clusters of purple clouds emerging above Mount Sumeru.

Moreover, these cloud clusters were continuously gathering, with purple lightning constantly darting back and forth within them.

Even from a great distance away from Mount Sumeru, Emperor Jun could sense the power of the lightning within those clouds.

Emperor Jun estimated that he likely could not withstand even a single strike now, even with the Hetu Luoshu Diagram's protection.

"Heavenly Punishment!"

On Mount Sumeru, Hongjun and Luo Hou looked at the continuously roiling Purple Cloud Clusters and spoke in unison.

Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Hou placed the Twelfth Grade Black Lotus before himself, intending to use his remaining body to resist.

Hongjun naturally did not dare to slacken either. He immediately brought out the Taiji Diagram, the Qiankun Cauldron, the Northern Mysterious Control Water Flag, and more, laying down layer upon layer of defenses.