Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Chapter 37: The Demon Tribe Sends Out
Bai Jing frowned and said, "It seems that the demon tribe can no longer sit still."

"It must be that we are gaining merit too quickly. From our ancestor witch to the ordinary members of our clan, the cultivation has improved. Even the overall luck of our witch clan has become more stable. This is not a good thing for the demon clan that wants to unify the prehistoric world."

After listening to Dijiang's words, Bai Jing nodded in agreement: "I think so, Fellow Daoist Dijiang. I guess the demon tribe will harass some tribes of the witch tribe more frequently in the future. Fellow Daoist Dijiang, you should make preparations early."

"Humph! Dijun and Taiyi are two bastards, they are really abominable. If it weren't for my little sister's soul, I would have gone to heaven and plucked out all their feathers."

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, please do not be impulsive. A little impatience can ruin a great plan."

"I know that before helping my little sister to give birth to her primordial spirit, our Wu Clan will not act rashly. If I can have a primordial spirit, with my current body in the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal, I can easily refine a defensive top-grade innate spiritual treasure and climb to the top of Mount Buzhou. I won't have to endure the bullying of the demon clan anymore."

Bai Jing's eyes lit up when he heard this. He had been stuck in a misconception, thinking that he had to break through his physical body to the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal like the ancient witches before he could climb to the top of Mount Buzhou.

But Bai Jing is not a witch. He has his own primordial spirit, and he has two magical treasures, the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler and the Yuanyang Ding, to protect him. Just as Di Jiang said, as long as his physical body can break through to the late stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he can climb to the top of Mount Buzhou.

Thinking of this, Bai Jing immediately said to Di Jiang: "Daoyou Di Jiang, why don't you let me try to climb the top of Buzhou Mountain!"

"Brother Bai Jing, didn't your body just break through to the middle stage of Hunyuan Jinxian?"

"That's true, but my method of breakthrough is different from that of the other ancestors. If I'm not mistaken, Brother Dijiang, you need to wait until the western earth veins are fully repaired before you can break through by borrowing the merits of the earth, right?"

Di Jiang nodded.

"I estimate that it will take at least 70,000 to 80,000 years to repair the western earth veins. I am confident that I can break through to the late stage of Hunyuan Jinxian within 50,000 years. By then, with the help of Hongmeng Tianliang Ruler and Yuanyang Ding, I should be able to climb to the top of Buzhou Mountain."

"Brother Bai Jing, do you really only need 50,000 years of physical body to break through to the late stage of Hunyuan Jinxian?"

"Of course I take it seriously."

"Okay! That's great! Then I'll leave this matter to Fellow Daoist Bai Jing. The sooner you can help my little sister give birth to her primordial spirit, the sooner our Wu Clan can fight in the Heavenly Palace and vent our anger!"

Bai Jing smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Dijiang, don't relax too much. The demon race is so powerful now, so it's natural that they are not bad. We still need to hurry up to comprehend the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, and we can't fall behind in repairing the earth veins in the west.

After all, the ultimate goal of repairing the earth veins is to awaken the tunnels and leave a way out for the witch clan."

"Brother Bai Jing, don't worry, I know what to do."

Bai Jing smiled and nodded, then left the Ancestral Witch and returned to Yingzhou Fairy Island to go into seclusion.

More than forty thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

In the East China Sea, on the Penglai Island, where the fairy palace is located, the King of the East stands on the island holding a dragon-headed cane, looking into the distant void with a calm expression.

Beside him were a group of powerful people from the Immortal Court.

The three Taoists in the front exuded a powerful aura, and they were obviously powerful quasi-saints.

The expressions of these three people were not as calm as Dong Wanggong. Two of them looked solemn, and one of them was like an ant on a hot pot, constantly pacing back and forth. These three people, like Dong Wanggong, were the three thousand red dusts of Zixiao Palace. After Dong Wanggong was designated as the leader of male immortals by Daozu, they became friends with Dong Wanggong and were also the most core figures in the Immortal Court.

"Tianhuo, stop wandering around." The only female Taoist among the three said with an impatient look on her face.

"Xuanshui, aren't you anxious? The demons are about to attack us!" Taoist Tianhuo stopped and asked.

"Is it useful for me to be anxious? Will the demons stop coming if I'm anxious?" Taoist Xuanshui asked back.

"Fellow Daoist Tianhuo and Daoist Xuanshui are right. It is a foregone conclusion that the demon clan's heaven will use military force against our immortal court. There is no point in you being anxious." The last of the three, Master Linggui, said slowly.

After listening to the discussion of the three people, Dong Wanggong sighed softly, continued to close his eyes, stood at the entrance of the fairy court, and looked up at the sky.

Taoist Tianhuo has a bad temper. Seeing that Dong Wanggong was acting like nothing had happened, he could not help but yelled angrily, "Dong Wanggong, the demon tribe is about to attack us, why don't you think of a solution quickly!"

Since the establishment of the Immortal Court, the demon clan has been testing the Immortal Court. At first, they only killed some minor fairies in the Immortal Court. Later, as the Immortal Court expanded, the actions of the demon clan became more and more bold.

In the end, the demon clan directly challenged Dong Wanggong, the lord of the fairy court.

The demon clan is pressing forward step by step, with only one goal, which is to confirm whether Daozu will care about Dong Wanggong, the leader of the male immortals.

After such a long period of testing, the demon clan has come to the conclusion that Daozu will not care about the life or death of Dong Wanggong.

Since the Taoist doesn't care, then Dong Wanggong and the fairy court he founded should be destroyed!
Di Jun and Tai Yi decided to lead the army personally, and the demon army will arrive at Penglai Island soon.

After all, the Immortal Court is the third largest force in the prehistoric world, so it naturally has its own spies. The information that the demon clan is going to attack the Immortal Court had already reached Penglai Island, which led to the scene just now.

To be fair, the Immortal Court is developing very fast, but facing the current demon clan it is still like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an ant trying to shake a tree. To put it bluntly, the two forces are simply not on the same level.

Looking at the entire prehistoric world, perhaps the only tribe that has the strength to confront the demon tribe head-on is the witch tribe.

Dong Wanggong had thought about winning over the Wu Clan and joining them in fighting against the Demon Clan, but the Wu Clan seemed uninterested in dominating the wild world. Dong Wanggong sent people to persuade them many times, but was rejected by the Wu Clan.

Dong Wanggong had no other choice but to hope that Daozu would take action in times of crisis given the current situation.

But in fact, Duke Dong already knew in his heart that it was basically impossible to expect Daozu to take action.

When the Taoist Ancestor announced that he would be in harmony with the Way of Heaven and would not return to the wilderness until he had gone through countless calamities, the King of the East knew that the game was over.

Dong Wanggong does not think that the destruction of himself and the Immortal Court can be compared with the infinite calamity. Once the infinite calamity occurs, the prehistoric world will be destroyed. The Taoist said that the prehistoric world will not be destroyed unless there is an infinite calamity. It is obvious that the Taoist will not show up unless the prehistoric world is in danger of destruction.

The destruction of the Immortal Court was insignificant to the prehistoric world, so how could it possibly alarm Daozu? Maybe Daozu had already forgotten about him, the head of the male immortals. After all, those below the saints were ants, so how could Daozu always remember an ant?

Thinking of this, Duke Dong sighed again. He really had no way to deal with the current situation.

(End of this chapter)