Primordial World: I, Emperor Jun, Only Want to Build the Primordial World — Part 9

Upon entering the border between the Eastern Primordial Desolation and the Western Primordial Desolation, Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke immediately sensed the grave, oppressive atmosphere of this place.

Emperor Jun could even smell a faint scent of blood drifting through the air.

Was this the most brutal place from the painting, a place like a meat grinder?

According to Emperor Jun's senses, all kinds of auras here were incredibly dense—spiritual energy, Demonic Qi, and all manner of Magical Power.

Moreover, this place could absolutely be considered fertile land, having been watered by the corpses and blood of countless living beings.

Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke both stared blankly at the vast land before them, a sense of desolation rising in their hearts.

How many living beings had perished here?

Wangshu watched the two men lost in thought and had no intention of interrupting them.

The reason she had not taken them to the camp here, but had instead brought them directly to this place, was to let them experience its desolation.

She wanted them to understand the cruelty of the Dao-Devil Conflict and hoped they would never show mercy when facing Demonic Cultivators.

Seeing Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke as they were now, she knew her goal had been achieved.

Only after a long while did Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke come back to their senses.

Seeing that they had both awakened, Wangshu said, "Remember this feeling. The Dao-Devil Conflict is a battle for survival. Countless living beings have already died upon this land."

Only now did Emperor Jun truly feel that the Dao-Devil Conflict could not be summed up merely as the various ancestors fighting over providence.

The living beings caught within it were already doing everything they could to survive, or to preserve their own races.

Unlike Emperor Jun, Eastern Lord Duke knew nothing of the struggle for providence. All he could feel was its tragedy, and he was even more moved by it.

"Since I have come here, I, Eastern Lord Duke, will fight the Demonic Path Beings to the very end!"

Hearing Eastern Lord Duke's words, Wangshu nodded.

In truth, at Wangshu's level, she had already vaguely learned that the essence of this Dao-Devil Conflict was a struggle for providence, much like the war among the three races in the past.

Back then, Progenitor Dragon, Origin Phoenix, and First Qilin had fought for the Primordial World's providence, involving countless races and living beings.

However, Wangshu did not care much about that. No matter what, the Four Ancestors had fought to secure space for them to survive.

"Now that I have brought you here, it is time for me to leave. You must walk the rest of the road yourselves."

Wangshu looked at Eastern Lord Duke and Emperor Jun as she spoke.

Emperor Jun looked toward Wangshu, while Eastern Lord Duke hurriedly said,

"Senior Wangshu, you..."

Eastern Lord Duke stopped there, not knowing what else to say.

Senior Wangshu had already taken more than enough care of them along the way. Could they really ask her to keep protecting them forever?

Especially himself—how many times had he fallen into danger, only for Senior Wangshu to save him?

"You have your battlefield, and naturally, I have mine. We shall part here. Be more careful in the future."

After saying this, Wangshu drifted away.

Emperor Jun naturally understood the meaning behind Wangshu's words.

They were merely Golden Immortals, so they naturally had battles of their own to fight.

Senior Wangshu, however, was a Grand Luo Golden Immortal. Naturally, she also had to bear the responsibilities of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, and her battlefield was different from theirs.

Beyond fighting, the more important task of the Grand Luo Golden Immortals on both sides was preventing the strong from bullying the weak.

During a great tribulation, the lower a living being's cultivation, the faster it died. On the contrary, those with high realms and cultivation rarely perished.

Golden Immortal?

Were there any Demon Path cultivators whose cultivation could now rival his own?

According to Senior Wangshu, even an ordinary Grand Luo Golden Immortal would seemingly be unable to keep him from escaping.

After Senior Wangshu left, thought after thought flashed through Emperor Jun's mind.

Still, Wangshu's departure left Emperor Jun feeling somewhat melancholy.

Compared to Emperor Jun, Eastern Lord Duke clearly had far fewer thoughts.

"Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun, from now on, you and I shall fight side by side."

After watching Wangshu depart, Eastern Lord Duke looked at Emperor Jun and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist is right."

Emperor Jun replied.

He had no reason to refuse. Besides, Eastern Lord Duke was indeed quite good at providing support.

Furthermore, after absorbing Eastern Lord Duke's Pure Yang Energy, the Fusang Tree had clearly grown somewhat.

The two traveled together, flying toward the Eastern Primordial Desolation's camp.

In this place, the camps of the eastern and western regions were very easy to distinguish. There was absolutely no chance of going the wrong way.

Above the western camp, black clouds churned, dark and unfathomable, with baleful energy soaring into the heavens.

Above the eastern camp, streams of clear light shone. Though there were also signs of war within them, they were grand and upright.

Moreover, neither camp concealed itself in the slightest. Both stood there openly.

Eastern Lord Duke and Emperor Jun would not mistake that.

Emperor Jun tossed aside the Golden Immortal corpse in his hand, his gaze swiftly sweeping across the battlefield in search of an opponent worthy of facing him.

Very quickly, he locked onto another exceedingly vicious Golden Immortal Demonic Cultivator. This Demonic Cultivator had just torn apart the enemy in his hands and devoured the indestructible substance within that Golden Immortal's Origin Essence.

Without the slightest hesitation, Emperor Jun charged directly toward that Golden Immortal Demonic Cultivator.

Emperor Jun had already spent three hundred years in the most intense region of the Dao-Devil Conflict.

Over those three hundred years, Emperor Jun had participated in more than a hundred battles. He generally rested for two or three years before joining another, making the frequency quite high.

At the beginning, Emperor Jun had fought Demonic Cultivators alongside Eastern Lord Duke.

Although Wangshu had said Emperor Jun could already contend with a Grand Luo Golden Immortal for a short time, Emperor Jun had not entirely believed her.

It was only after he and Eastern Lord Duke easily killed a peak Golden Immortal Demonic Cultivator in their first battle that Emperor Jun believed Wangshu's words.

For the next several battles, Emperor Jun continued acting together with Eastern Lord Duke, until Eastern Lord Duke suggested that they separate.

After all, Eastern Lord Duke did not want to keep playing support forever. He also wanted to kill Demonic Cultivators with his own hands.

Emperor Jun did not think much about Eastern Lord Duke's proposal before agreeing.

After parting from Eastern Lord Duke, Emperor Jun became even more at home on the battlefield. He no longer needed to worry about Eastern Lord Duke and could fully exploit his advantage in speed, truly seizing the initiative in battle.

He advanced when he wished and retreated when he wished.

Over three hundred years, Emperor Jun had gained a certain reputation among the Golden Immortals on both sides of the Dao-Devil Conflict. Even some Grand Luo Golden Immortals had heard his name.

After Emperor Jun killed his target once more, he suddenly sensed danger.

Without any hesitation, he immediately used the Rainbow Transformation Art and fled a considerable distance.

He then looked toward where he had originally stood and saw a Demon Path cultivator clad in black armor standing there.

That Demon Path cultivator slowly withdrew the weapon he had thrust out. The spot he had stabbed was precisely where Emperor Jun's head had been.

"As expected of Emperor Jun, whose name has reached my ears. What keen senses."

Emperor Jun faced this Demon Path cultivator from afar in the air. He said nothing, his gaze merely cold and his expression solemn.

He rapidly considered the information about the Demon Path cultivator before him.

Peak Golden Immortal cultivation?

No, that was not right!

His cultivation realm seemed to be like Emperor Jun's own, only a tiny step away from becoming a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

Though Emperor Jun was startled, he could not help but feel delighted.

At last, he had found an evenly matched opponent.

One of Emperor Jun's purposes in coming here was to observe all kinds of paths and prepare for his breakthrough to Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

However, he currently had no opportunity to come into contact with cultivators at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal level, while the paths of Golden Immortals could only offer Emperor Jun limited reference.

The Demon Path cultivator did not care about Emperor Jun's expression and continued speaking.

Emperor Jun believed that the Demonic Cultivator before him would certainly bring him a different kind of experience.

Looking again at Wutian's suit of armor, every piece of it was an Innate Spiritual Treasure.

More importantly, the Long Halberd Wutian held in his hand was, by Emperor Jun's senses, at least a Superior Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Moreover, Emperor Jun felt that this Innate Spiritual Treasure did not seem to have fully matured yet.

"I am Wutian. To die beneath my Long Halberd will not disgrace your name, Emperor Jun," Wutian said arrogantly.

Wutian?