Thus the great battle came to an end. Although an unexpected turn had prevented the complete extermination of East Prince Gong, only a wisp of his remnant soul remained—even if he could be reborn, he would never again stir up any waves.
Dijun and Taiyi's faces turned exceedingly grim after Hongjun departed. They had anticipated that Hongjun might act in such a manner.
Yet Hongjun's utter disregard for them still left the two feeling deeply aggrieved.
They both rose to their feet.
"Hoo." Dijun let out a long breath, then patted Taiyi on the shoulder.
"Alright. This time, it seems we gambled correctly."
"Mm." Taiyi nodded.
What followed was the Demon Race's victory: clearing the battlefield and issuing summons for the remnants of the Immortal Court to surrender. This immediately swelled the Demon Race's power considerably.
And through this battle, the Demon Race became the foremost power in the Primordial World. Dijun and Taiyi, ambitious and unrelenting, continued to expand their influence. Though other great powers were wary, with East Prince Gong dead not long ago, who dared to block them now?
One by one, they sealed their dojos, feigning blindness and deafness. Dijun and Taiyi were happy to let them be. Their power grew ever greater, and beneath them served the Ten Great Demon Marshals: Jimeng, Baize, Yingzhao, Feidan, Feilian, Jiuying, Shangyang, Qinyuan, Citie, and Guiche.
These Ten Great Demon Marshals were all at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, though their foundations were somewhat inferior to those of Dijun and Taiyi. With these ten marshals aiding them, the Demon Race's strength had become overwhelmingly formidable.
Time flowed on, and in the blink of an eye, who knew how long had passed.
On this day, within the Netherworld Blood Sea, in the Blood God Palace, Minghe was cultivating when suddenly the system's prompt sounded in his mind.
"Ding. Detected that the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus at Buzhou Mountain is about to emerge. Host may choose as follows."
"Choice One: Immediately exit seclusion and go to Buzhou Mountain to contend for the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus. Reward: Western Plain Color Cloud Realm Banner."
"Choice Two: Continue in seclusion and continue cultivating. Reward: Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus."
After hearing the system's prompt, Minghe furrowed his brow and fell into deep thought.
The Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus—this was an existence comparable to an Innate Supreme Treasure!
Minghe naturally desired it greatly.
But soon, Minghe shook his head and decided to give up.
There was no helping it. The Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus was not easy to obtain—in fact, it was simply impossible to get.
Not to mention that the Three Pure Ones were united; with Minghe's strength, he could never be a match for them.
Moreover, this Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus was the destined treasure of the Three Pure Ones.
Did Minghe dare to go against Heaven now?
It wasn't that he didn't dare—it was that Minghe simply had no such qualification.
"System, I choose two." Minghe silently recited to the system in his heart.
As Minghe made his choice, the reward was soon delivered.
A twelve-grade purple lotus platform. The Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus.
With a thought, Minghe summoned the lotus platform. It floated before him, constantly radiating a power of life and death intertwined in an endless cycle.
This was the Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus.
After the Chaos Green Lotus shattered, six lotus seeds fell into the Primordial World and grew into lotus platforms. One of them, fully mature, transformed into the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus—the very one about to emerge at Buzhou Mountain, which the Three Pure Ones would divide among themselves, each turning it into their own Treasure of Attaining Dao.
The remaining five seeds were all immature, forming five twelve-grade lotus platforms.
They were, respectively, the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, the World-Destroying Black Lotus, the Merit Golden Lotus, the World-Purifying White Lotus, and this Reincarnation Purple Lotus.
And now that Minghe had obtained this Reincarnation Purple Lotus, he possessed two twelve-grade lotus platforms.
After all, the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus was his companion-born treasure.
Minghe summoned the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus. The two lotus platforms immediately resonated with each other.
Yes, Minghe's first thought upon obtaining the Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus was to have his Karmic Fire Red Lotus devour it.
After all, both the Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus and the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus were transformations of the Chaos Green Lotus's seeds—they shared the same origin.
Since he already had one twelve-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, there was no need for another identical twelve-grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus.
But just as Minghe was about to merge the two lotus platforms into one, he stopped.
It occurred to Minghe that although these two lotus thrones shared the same origin and could devour each other to grow stronger, the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus and the Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus had already diverged significantly.
After all, one was called the Karmic Fire Red Lotus and the other the Reincarnation Purple Lotus, which meant their fundamental natures had developed along different paths.
This also touched upon the value of each. Through the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, Minghe could comprehend many great Dao principles, such as the Way of Fire, the Way of Karma, the Way of Karmic Force, and so on.
The Reincarnation Purple Lotus, on the other hand, might contain the Way of Reincarnation, the Way of Life and Death, and others.
Both were seeds of the Chaos Green Lotus that had fallen into the Primordial Wilderness and been nurtured in different environments.
This meant that while they shared the same origin, their fundamental natures had already become quite distinct.
The only one with a truly pure foundation was the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus, which had transformed from a fully matured seed.
It was a pity that the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus was not fated for him; otherwise, with it, he might have been able to comprehend the Path of Creation.
"Absorbing one lotus throne won't make my Karmic Fire Red Lotus that much stronger. In that case, I'll keep it for now."
With a thought, Minghe put the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus away again.
Then, streams of Magic Power surged forth as he began to refine the Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus.
Minghe multitasked, simultaneously refining the Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus and the Twenty-Four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.
He even took the opportunity to comprehend the Dao principles contained within both.
Cultivation was dull and tedious, but it was precisely through this daily accumulation and dedicated hard work that one's cultivation could steadily advance.
Minghe did not attend the lectures at Zixiao Palace, but through his own diligence, he accumulated his cultivation bit by bit.
Meanwhile, at Buzhou Mountain, the Three Pure Ones sensed that the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus, which was fated to be theirs, was about to emerge.
They gathered in a valley, and in a pool of Three Lights Divine Water, they discovered the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus.
However, faced with this Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus, the Three Pure Ones found themselves in a dilemma.
After all, there was only one Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus, yet there were three of them as brothers.
How were they to divide it?
Just as they were at a loss, cracks suddenly appeared on the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus.
As if struck by divine inspiration, the Three Pure Ones blurted out in unison: "Red flower."
"White lotus root."
"Green lotus leaf."
In an instant, the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus split into three parts, exactly as the Three Pure Ones had spoken: a red flower, a white lotus root, and a green lotus leaf.
And in the next moment, these three transformed respectively into a crooked staff, a Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, and a Qingping Sword.
Each fell into the hands of Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian.
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