Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Chapter 78: The Demon Tribe Declares War
After Nuwa certified the heavenly marriage, she left heaven.

Di Jun and Xihe collected their merits and entertained the guests.

After all the guests had left, Di Jun took out the two balls of merit and merged them into his own body.

Feeling the ever-increasing strength in his body, Di Jun couldn't help but burst into laughter. Seeing Di Jun's strength increasing rapidly as he refined the merits, Xihe's heart was also burning with excitement. She no longer hesitated and refined the two balls of merit as well.

The moment the merit entered his body, the aura around Xihe continued to rise. In just a moment, Xihe, who had just broken through to the late quasi-saint stage not long ago, felt that the Tao rhyme around his body was tending to be perfect. He only needed an opportunity to kill the obsessed corpse and break through to the peak of quasi-saint.

And Di Jun was even more exaggerated. He killed the obsessed corpse without any hindrance and directly broke through to the peak of quasi-saint!
These two merits saved Di Jun and Xihe one or two epochs of hard practice.

After they looked at each other, they both smiled.

"Congratulations to the two fellow Taoists for their great progress in cultivation." Suddenly Bai Jing's voice sounded in the Lingxiao Palace.

Di Jun's face changed slightly when he heard this. When did Bai Jing return to Lingxiao Palace?

Xihe was also surprised, she also did not sense Bai Jing's presence.

As the Emperor of Heaven, Di Jun was not likely to lose his composure because of this. He stepped forward and protected Xihe behind him, then asked, "Daoyou Bai Jing, what is the matter that brought you back?"

"There is indeed something I want to discuss with Daoist Fellow Di Jun."

"Fellow Daoist Bai Jing, please speak frankly."

"Okay, then I won't hide it. Fellow Daoist Di Jun, do you think the demon tribe can definitely defeat the witch tribe?"

"Of course!" Di Jun said without hesitation.

As the Emperor of Heaven and the Demon King, Di Jun has absolute confidence in the demon race.

Bai Jing smiled slightly when he heard this and said, "In my opinion, the demon tribe may not win."

Di Jun snorted coldly, and the imperial power wrapped in the true fire of the sun rushed towards Bai Jing: "This emperor knows that Daoist Fellow Bai Jing is on good terms with the Wu Clan. If Daoist Fellow Bai Jing came here just to stand on the Wu Clan's side and belittle our demon clan, then Daoist Fellow Bai Jing should not think of retreating unscathed today."

"I am not that bored." As Bai Jing spoke, a powerful suction force surged from his body, and Di Jun's invincible Sun True Fire was completely swallowed up.

Di Jun's pupils shrank. He didn't expect that even though he had already broken through to the peak of Quasi-Saint, his Sun True Fire could be dissolved so easily by Bai Jing.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, I came here to leave a way out for the two tribes of witches and liches."

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" Bai Jing demonstrated his strength, and Di Jun became more polite in his words.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, whether you believe it or not, the Wu Clan is definitely stronger than the Demon Clan."

"Fellow Daoist, do you want my demon clan to retreat on their own initiative?" Di Jun asked in a deep voice.

"No, I just want to tell you, fellow Taoist, that if the two races of wizards and liches fight, there will be no winner. The final result will be the same as that of the three races of dragons, phoenixes and unicorns during the Longhan Calamity."

"I don't believe it!"

"It's normal for you to not believe it, but regardless of whether you believe it or not, I still have something to say."

After Bai Jing finished speaking, he turned around and flew away without caring about how Di Jun's expression changed. He had said everything he needed to say.

He also had no intention of stopping the second war between the two races of wizards and liches. He hoped that this war would allow Di Jun and the demon race to recognize themselves, and then end the wizard-lich calamity according to his method.

If the demons remain stubborn, they deserve to be destroyed.

After watching Bai Jing leave, Xihe finally came back to her senses from the shock. She glanced at Di Jun, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. "Xihe, I hope you can keep what I just heard a secret. I don't want this to shake the morale of my demon army."

"Your Majesty, do you want to fight again?" Xihe asked.

"Of course we have to fight!" Di Jun's attitude remained tough. Obviously, he was not shaken by Bai Jing's words like Xihe.

Three days later, Di Jun summoned all the powerful demons. At this time in the Lingxiao Palace, any one of them had the cultivation level of a Daluo Jinxian.

Di Jun sat upright on the throne at the top of the Lingxiao Palace, his heart suddenly filled with lofty ambitions. He looked downward, with true fire of the sun rising in his eyes. Wherever his gaze passed, all the powerful people of the demon clan lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

Suddenly, Di Jun stood up from the throne, put his hands behind his back, and a terrifying pressure emanated from his body.

Di Jun was seen looking straight down, and below was the direction of the Wu Clan!
After a moment, Di Jun slowly spoke. His words, with endless fighting spirit, resounded through every corner of the Heavenly Palace: "Pass on this imperial order. Prepare the army for battle. After a thousand years, we will fight the Wu Clan again!"

The faces of the powerful demon clan members below were filled with fanaticism, and the fighting spirit emanating from their bodies seemed to tear the sky apart.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

Di Jun looked at this scene with satisfaction. At this moment, his confidence in defeating the Witch Clan and unifying the world had reached its peak.

If the demon army was not so large, the initial recruitment and mobilization as well as the arrangement of the Zhoutian Star Array would take hundreds of years. He would have wanted to send troops immediately to conquer the witch clan.

As the Heavenly Court entered a state of preparation for war, the calamity energy between the ancient world and the ancient world became increasingly strong, and the secrets of heaven were not revealed, so even the saints could no longer make calculations.

Nuwa in the Queen Nuwa Palace sighed, she looked at Bai Jing and said: "Daoyou Bai Jing, humanity has just started to recover. The two most powerful races in the world, the witches and liches, will be severely damaged if a war breaks out!"

"The catastrophe has begun. Fellow Daoist Nuwa should also know that this war is unavoidable. My plan is only to preserve the two races of witches and liches as much as possible after this war."

"If Daoyou's plan can succeed, that would indeed be the best scenario."

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, I will go to the Primal Chaos to complete the Seventh Transformation of the Mysterious Art. The rest of the matters will be left to you, especially the human race."

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Bai Jing nodded, turned into a beam of light and disappeared into the Queen Wa Palace.

Soon, the news that the demon clan was going to conquer the witch clan after a thousand years spread among the ancient world. For a time, some people in the ancient world seemed to be in a panic.

After all, such a battle would surely be earth-shattering, and perhaps half of the prehistoric world would be affected. Many powerful independent cultivators hurriedly began to look for a safe place to retreat, hoping to avoid this shocking battle.

When the Witch Clan learned that the Demon Clan had declared war on them, everyone in the Witch Clan was eager to fight.

In the last war, nearly 30% of the Wu clan members died. This bloodbath was deep, and the Wu clan has never forgotten it. They have been waiting for a chance to take revenge.

Now that the demon clan has declared war, it is the best time for the witch clan to take revenge.

Under Dijiang's order, the Wu Clan also entered a state of preparation for war.

The war between the two sides can be said to be on the verge of breaking out.

(End of this chapter)