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

More importantly, Emperor Jun had gained many techniques concerning formations from setting up this formation, verifying quite a few of his conjectures about formations.

At the same time, his constant mobilization of the Moon Star's spirit mines gave him a far more thorough understanding of the Moon Star's lunar radiance.

I've done everything I needed to do. It's time to leave.

Emperor Jun thought to himself.

Compared to Eastern Lord Duke, Emperor Jun had indeed done quite a lot.

Of course, Emperor Jun also knew that looking after Wangshu's descendants would not end so simply.

Otherwise, obtaining this Daoist Sect Fortune would have been far too easy.

Wangshu had been a mighty Primordial Golden Immortal in life. The Daoist Sect Fortune she possessed was not something Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke could compare to.

Emperor Jun had already decided that he would come by every so often to ensure that the Moon Laurel Tree, Xihe, and Changxi were all well.

After making his decision, Emperor Jun left the Moon Star and traveled directly through the Primordial Starry Sky, returning to the Sun Star.

Sun Star.

Emperor Jun stood beneath the Fusang Tree with a stern expression and barked, "Come out!"

His voice was majestic and awe-inspiring.

Yet aside from making the Fusang Tree tremble twice, Emperor Jun's shout had no other effect.

"Daoist Lihuo, do you want me to invite you out myself?"

Emperor Jun's voice turned icy, devoid of the slightest emotion.

In an instant, a fragmentary divine soul flew out of Emperor Jun's body and hurriedly fled outward.

"Coming out now is too late!"

After speaking, Emperor Jun immediately caught up to the divine soul and seized it in his hand.

How could the remnant soul of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal possibly escape by flaunting its speed before Emperor Jun?

"Emperor Jun, spare me! Spare me!"

Daoist Lihuo pleaded.

Hearing the pleading voice, Emperor Jun's expression did not change in the slightest. He remained cold and merciless.

"Spare you? If my cultivation realm had not been high enough, you would have already replaced me, wouldn't you?"

Emperor Jun said in his cold, imposing voice.

At those words, Daoist Lihuo's remnant soul shuddered and immediately said, "No, no. Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun has misunderstood."

"This poor Daoist merely wished to survive and borrow this treasure body for a time. How could I possibly have intended to possess you?"

Daoist Lihuo's remnant soul said with a smile.

Emperor Jun was unmoved by Daoist Lihuo's words.

Back when Emperor Jun had only been a Golden Immortal, Daoist Lihuo's gaze upon him had already been filled with greed and covetousness.

What Emperor Jun could not forget was that Daoist Lihuo had actually planted a mark upon him.

At the time, Emperor Jun had not been in a hurry to remove it. However, when he broke through to become a Grand Luo Golden Immortal and his Origin Essence, body, and divine soul all underwent a leap in evolution, Daoist Lihuo's mark had been washed away.

Emperor Jun had thought Daoist Lihuo would give up after that. After all, hunting a Golden Immortal and hunting a Grand Luo Golden Immortal were entirely different matters.

Yet Emperor Jun had not expected that, while he was battling Wutian, Daoist Lihuo would actually attach himself directly to his body.

Did he truly have such a fated connection with Daoist Lihuo?

Since Emperor Jun had been fighting Wutian at the time, he had not dared to divide his attention carelessly.

Furthermore, after attaching himself to Emperor Jun's body, Daoist Lihuo seemed afraid of exposing himself and did not dare move recklessly.

Thus, throughout his battle with Wutian, Emperor Jun had not dealt with Daoist Lihuo's remnant soul.

Ignoring it did not mean Emperor Jun had forgotten it.

On the contrary, Emperor Jun had remembered this matter all along.

As had been said before, Emperor Jun was not particularly broad-minded about certain matters.

Daoist Lihuo himself also felt wronged.

When he had gone to hear the Four Ancestors Preach the Dao, he discovered that the Origin Essences of two Primordial Beings named Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke were similar to his own.

If he could devour those two, his path ahead would surely become much smoother.

Thus, Daoist Lihuo began scheming and planted his own marks on Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke.

After all, as a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, capturing two Golden Immortals would be effortless.

He had also heard of Emperor Jun's performance on the battlefield, but he believed it was merely an exaggeration born of rumor.

Only beings who had stepped from the Golden Immortal realm into the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm could understand just how vast the gap between them truly was.

Though he was essentially a logistical cultivator in the Eastern Primordial Desolation and had fought on the battlefield only a handful of times, he had never believed a Golden Immortal could contend with a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

He had even chosen the time to seize their Origin Essences: during the final battle.

Only the final battle would be chaotic enough that the deaths of two Golden Immortal beings would be perfectly normal, with no one pursuing the matter.

Moreover, he would be able to obtain Daoist Sect Fortune then. It was not as if he had never participated in battle before; Grand Luo Golden Immortals merely went through the motions.

This final battle would allow him to gain several benefits at once.

Daoist Lihuo's plan had been sound, but he had underestimated the effects of the Four Ancestors' preaching.

He had also underestimated Emperor Jun's strength and the brutality of the final battle in the Dao-Devil Conflict.

While the Four Ancestors were preaching, Daoist Lihuo sensed that one of his marks had vanished.

However, Daoist Lihuo did not pay it much mind. Even if a mere Golden Immortal had removed his mark, it still could not escape his grasp.

Unfortunately, Daoist Lihuo, who rarely took part in war, had joined this final battle.

Not long after the fighting began, Daoist Lihuo was slain by a Demonic Cultivator who was likewise a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

Daoist Lihuo had only managed to escape with this wisp of remnant soul through a secret technique.

And that was only because the Grand Luo Golden Immortal among the Demonic Cultivators had not pursued him.

While fleeing, he encountered Emperor Jun, who was fighting Wutian.

Thus, this wisp of his remnant soul instinctively entered Emperor Jun's body.

He waited for an opportunity to possess Emperor Jun.

Between Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke, Daoist Lihuo favored Emperor Jun more, because Emperor Jun possessed far greater potential.

Unfortunately, even after the Devil Ancestor was defeated and Emperor Jun's battle with Wutian ended, Emperor Jun had suffered only minor injuries.

Furthermore, under such circumstances, Emperor Jun's divine soul was intact. Both of them were Grand Luo Golden Immortals, so how could Daoist Lihuo dare act rashly?

He had originally planned to fall into slumber and nurture this wisp of his remnant soul, but unfortunately, Emperor Jun had ultimately discovered him.

And now his divine soul had fallen into Emperor Jun's hands.

Thinking of all Daoist Lihuo's previous actions, Emperor Jun knew they had all harbored malice toward him.

In a sense, both Daoist Lihuo and Wangshu could be considered Emperor Jun's elders.

Yet Wangshu had always cared for her descendants, while Daoist Lihuo wished to devour his juniors and use external means to advance himself.

At that thought, a cold gleam flashed in Emperor Jun's eyes.

Daoist Lihuo's remnant soul saw it and immediately struggled as it cried, "I know I was wrong! Spare me! I won't dare do it again!"

This was merely Daoist Lihuo's remnant soul, after all. It knew nothing of the bearing a Grand Luo Golden Immortal ought to possess.

Daoist Lihuo's wailing did not soften Emperor Jun's heart. A stream of Solar Trueflame surged from Emperor Jun's palm and entered Daoist Lihuo's remnant soul.

Compared to the Solar Trueflame from before, this Solar Trueflame was more restrained and less violent.

Yet in terms of power, it was not the least bit inferior to the violent Solar Trueflame. It was even stronger.

This was the result of Emperor Jun channeling lunar radiance on the Moon Star and absorbing it to temper his Solar Trueflame.

The Solar Trueflame was now gentler and more restrained, making it easier to control.

Under Emperor Jun's control, the Solar Trueflame poured into Daoist Lihuo's body.

This wisp of Daoist Lihuo's remnant soul let out a shrill scream. Being roasted by Solar Trueflame was simply worse than death.

Emperor Jun did not directly roast Daoist Lihuo's remnant soul into nothingness with the Solar Trueflame. Instead, he continuously made Daoist Lihuo suffer, slowly eroding his sanity.

Under such torment, Daoist Lihuo's screams gradually weakened, and his divine soul turned orange-red, increasingly resembling a ball of flame.

Even after Daoist Lihuo's screams ceased, Emperor Jun did not stop. He continued roasting him.

After continuing for some time, Emperor Jun confirmed that Daoist Lihuo's consciousness had completely vanished.

Emperor Jun released his grip. That blank orange-red divine soul floated motionlessly in the air.

With a casual wave of his hand, Emperor Jun sent that wisp of divine soul flying directly toward the Fusang Tree.