Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 66 The Nine Saints ordained by Heaven, Returning to Chaos

Chaos Island.

Yuan Meng looked at the Primordial Purple Qi in his hand, then smiled and directly split it into three.

"In the universe, nine is the ultimate number. Hongjun, the Six Saints, and the seven Heavenly Saints have their positions determined by Heaven. If the eighth Saint does not appear, the ninth Saint cannot be born. The so-called immeasurable calamity is just a joke." Yuan Meng's eyes held a flickering light.

There's a saying that in ancient times, nine was the ultimate number!
There are nine divinely ordained sages, including Hongjun!

The Three Pure Ones and the other six saints occupy six seats, Hongjun occupies one, but no one knows who the eighth saint is, nor who the ninth saint is.

Legend has it that when the ninth Heavenly Saint is born, it will be the time of immeasurable calamity. At that time, the Great Dao will emerge, the Heavenly Dao will disappear, and the world will return to chaos.

The world has been reborn!!
Whether this is a rumor or true, it is true.

Yuan Meng would not allow such a thing to happen.

Six sages are destined by Heaven; if we include Hongjun, there will be a maximum of seven.

There is no need for the appearance of an eighth or ninth deity.

There are already six sages, which is troublesome enough.

Aside from internal strife, it seems to have no other use.

This is also why Yuan Meng divided the Primordial Purple Qi in his hand into three parts.

“It’s not time for you to be born yet,” Yuan Meng said with a smile, then put away the three writhing strands of Primordial Purple Qi.

Wuzhuang Guanzhong.

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were filled with boundless gloom as he looked at the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd in his hand, then sighed: "I knew something would happen to you, so I deliberately left the Earth Book here, but I didn't expect something would still happen."

"Sigh!!" Zhen Yuanzi then placed the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd under the Ginseng Fruit Tree to nurture it.

There is currently no place for reincarnation in the primordial world. After Hongyun self-destructed, only a wisp of his soul remained, and it is unknown when he will recover. Zhen Yuanzi can only nurture him under the ginseng fruit tree.

The six realms of reincarnation have not yet been established in the primordial world.

After the primordial beings died, they either perished completely, their souls scattered, or they became lonely ghosts wandering in the endless sea of ​​blood.

Zhen Yuanzi nurtured Hongyun's remnant soul under the ginseng fruit tree, hoping that one day, after the establishment of reincarnation, he would send Hongyun into reincarnation to rebuild his great path.

Heavenly Court!!
"The Witch Clan has gone too far!!!" Di Jun's eyes flashed with boundless ferocity. Tai Yi's face was also terribly gloomy. The foundation for sainthood that was within their grasp had flown away. Even though Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Kunpeng searched for it afterward, they found nothing.

Instead, it wasted a lot of time.

"Heavenly Emperor, we cannot take action against the Witch Clan now," Kunpeng said in a deep voice.

Di Jun looked at Kunpeng.

“The time for the Dao Ancestor to merge with the Dao is approaching. Making a move at this time is not a good thing,” Kunpeng explained to Dijun.

Di Jun was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that half of the 30,000 years had already passed, and there were still more than 10,000 years left before the Dao Ancestor would merge with the Dao.

At this time, taking action against the Wu tribe is hardly a wise move.

We'll discuss everything after the Dao Ancestor has merged with the Dao.

"That's right, this is the perfect time to boost the strength of the demon race."

Di Jun spoke slowly, though his anger had subsided considerably.

However, in general, they just held back, not wanting to cause trouble for the Wu Clan while they were here. After all, Hongjun, as the Dao Ancestor, was about to merge with the Dao, and they still had to give him the face he deserved.

More than ten thousand years is but a blink of an eye in the vastness of the primordial world.

"Besides this matter, I think we can win over Fuxi and Nuwa," Kunpeng said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing Kunpeng's words, Dijun's eyes lit up.

It is indeed possible to win over Fuxi and Nuwa.

"What reason should we use?" Di Jun asked Kunpeng.

Everything needs a reason. After all, Fuxi and Nuwa aren't stupid; they wouldn't just join the demon race on their own. Getting these innately powerful beings to choose sides is no easy task, especially since Nuwa is destined to be a sage. "Your Majesty," Kunpeng said slowly, "we can start with Fuxi. He excels in divination, and the Hetu and Luoshu in Your Majesty's possession should be very attractive to him."

A glint of light flashed in Di Jun's eyes.

Yes, we could invite Fuxi to discuss the Dao, and through this back and forth, we could build a closer relationship. It wouldn't be impossible for Fuxi to eventually join the demon race.

Thinking of this, Di Jun nodded.

Then someone was sent to invite Fuxi over to discuss the Dao.

As for why it's Fuxi and Nuwa, and not the Three Pure Ones.

It wasn't that Di Jun didn't want to bring the Three Pure Ones into the demon race, but rather that they looked down on them. Di Jun was well aware of this, so the Three Pure Ones were never even considered by him.

It is important to know that Di Jun defines a demon as someone who absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon to attain enlightenment.

Generally speaking, the entire prehistoric world, especially the current prehistoric world before the emergence of the human race, can be defined entirely within the scope of demons.

This is the most primitive concept of a demon.

As for the demons of later generations, they refer to those birds and beasts that have developed intelligence and taken human form.

This is the later definition of a demon, not the current concept of a demon in the prehistoric era.

In other words, the Three Pure Ones looked down on them. Otherwise, Di Jun's goal would definitely have been to win over the Three Pure Ones. But even so, Di Jun and Tai Yi's attitude towards the Three Pure Ones was neither to provoke them nor to fear them.

After all, the Three Pure Ones haven't become saints yet.

The only time I was truly afraid was when the Three Pure Ones attained sainthood. Right now, the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, and Tai Yi are all at roughly the same level, with no real difference.

In terms of combat strength, Dijun and Taiyi are even stronger.

After all, they often fought against the brutes of the Witch Clan, and even though they were beaten, they must have learned a lot of combat experience.

The Three Pure Ones simply secluded themselves to cultivate diligently and delve into the Great Dao.

Although they were born early, they really don't have much experience in fighting, which is something they lack compared to Dijun and Taiyi.

Moreover, Di Jun and Tai Yi are the protagonists of this great calamity, so their strength is unlikely to be weak.

Di Jun sent people to find Fu Xi and try to build a relationship with him.

On the witch clan's side.

A group of brutes were having a banquet, and they were especially happy after ruining Dijun and Taiyi's plans.

The two Westerners, on the other hand, seemed much more relaxed.

As I said before, if you can't solve the problem, then solve the problem by eliminating the person who created it.

The same applies to cause and effect.

Since the debt can't be repaid, why not just let the person who owes the debt die?

Simply put, it's not that I don't want to pay him back, but he's dead. Who am I supposed to ask for repayment? Doesn't that make sense?
This is why the Wuzhuang Temple tribulation occurred during the Journey to the West tribulation.

This is the cause, and the subsequent Journey to the West is the effect.

Chaos Island.

Yuan Meng looked at Yuan Huang with a hint of helplessness in his heart, but he could understand. Yuan Huang was now very protective of the child in her belly.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yuan Huang asked Yuan Meng with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"It's nothing." Yuan Meng smiled, then looked towards the primordial land, towards the direction of Mount Buzhou, a glint of light in his eyes.

Yuan Meng has already decided on the layout for the Wu tribe.

Yuan Meng hesitated because the current Wu tribe was like a child who had not yet grown up and had not yet experienced the hardships.

(End of this chapter)