Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The atmosphere inside the Lingxiao Palace grew increasingly oppressive.

Ji Meng, Shang Yang, Jiu Ying, Ying Zhao, Gui Che, Fei Dan... six demon saints lined up in a row, their demonic aura soaring to the sky.

Behind them was a blood mist of heavenly soldiers and generals.

Their bloodshot eyes were filled with nothing but endless killing intent towards Haotian.

The karmic power of the demon race is like a bone-deep infection, entangled in their true spirit, blinding their intelligence, and eroding their soul!

At this moment, they had only one thought: to kill Haotian, reclaim the Heavenly Emperor's throne for the demon race, and make the demon race the masters of the Heavenly Court once again.

Huanglong looked at the six demon saints whose wisdom was clouded by karmic obstacles and sighed inwardly.

Of the ten great demon saints of the ancient demon race's Heavenly Court, three perished in the war between the demon and witch clans. The remaining seven were able to escape only because the witch clan's primary objective was to capture Di Jun, Tai Yi, and others.

But now, all the demon saints except Bai Ze are present.

Bai Ze is knowledgeable about all things and possesses extraordinary wisdom. He has the strongest resistance to the karmic obstacles of the demon race and should have been unaffected by them, which is why he never attacked the Heavenly Court.

However, these six individuals were blinded by their karmic obstacles and attempted to regain control of the Heavenly Court.

He took a step forward, his purple imperial robes shimmering under the starlight, and the tassels on his imperial crown swaying gently.

As the Ziwei Emperor of the Heavenly Court, he should at least stop one or two demon saints for Haotian and fulfill his duty.

Although he was only at the early stage of Quasi-Saint, he should have no problem stopping one or two demon saints whose minds were clouded by karmic obstacles, relying solely on his abilities.

However, the moment he took that first step, Haotian's voice echoed in his mind...!

"Huanglong, ignore these demon saints and just protect the immortals of Heaven. Today, I will use the corpses of these remnants of the demon race to establish the inviolability of Heaven's majesty."

The voice carried boundless killing intent and contained an undeniable authority.

Huang Long paused, pulling his foot back.

His gaze swept across the hall. Zhen Yuanzi opposite him put away the Earth Book he had sent out, the karmic fire lotus beneath Styx Ancestor dissipated, and Pan Wang...!

Clearly, they had all received a message from Haotian at the same time.

But their faces showed resentment, as if they were regretting not being able to participate in the battle.

Huanglong's gaze returned to the Demon Saint, looking at the dense karma...!

"These guys want to earn some merit!" Huang Long suddenly realized.

However, Haotian clearly did not want them to interfere in the affairs of the Heavenly Court.

With a flick of his whisk, Zhen Yuanzi on the opposite side unleashed a beam of earthy yellow light that protected the members of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, presumably at Haotian's request.

Haotian looked at everything in the hall and nodded in satisfaction.

He turned his gaze to Ji Meng and the other demon saints, his face full of mockery, his voice containing supreme majesty: "The throne of the Heavenly Emperor is here. If you have the guts, then follow me in a battle beyond the heavens to take it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he and the Queen Mother transformed into two beams of light, soaring into the sky and passing directly through the roof of the Lingxiao Palace, arriving in the endless void above the Heavenly Court.

Although Ji Meng and other demon saints were blinded by karmic obstacles, they still had some instinct for danger.

Ji Meng's gaze swept across the main hall, looking at Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, Pan Wang and others, especially Houtu Niangniang sitting directly in front.

Their instincts told them that the aura emanating from those individuals was even more dangerous.

Moreover, there are many disciples personally taught by the sages in the main hall, such as Xuandu, Guangchengzi, and Duobao. These people must have life-saving methods left behind by the sages. If a fight really breaks out in the hall, the consequences would be unimaginable if those backup plans left by the sages were triggered.

Their target was Haotian, and since Haotian wanted a battle in the heavens, they naturally went along with it.

Ji Meng shouted loudly, his voice like thunder: "Haotian, don't run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the six demon saints soared into the sky at the same time, chasing after Haotian and the Queen Mother.

The six demonic energies, like six evil dragons, soared into the sky, swirling above the Heavenly Court and filthy half of the sky.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, the atmosphere suddenly relaxed as Haotian, Jimeng, and other demon saints disappeared.

Duobao was the first to stand up, his eyes filled with excitement, not fear: "A battle between quasi-saints is a rare sight in the primordial world! How can we miss such a grand event?"

Guang Chengzi also stood up, his face solemn, but a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes: "Let's go and take a look outside the hall."

Led by the two, the disciples of the Chan and Jie sects all stood up and followed them to the outside of the Lingxiao Palace.

The four Western Sect disciples, Bhaisajyaguru, Mahasthamaprapta, Maitreya, and Ksitigarbha, also came out. Although they were not as excited as the disciples of the three sects, they also wanted to see this rare battle between quasi-saints.

Members of the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Qilin Clan also came out of the hall and looked up at the sky.

However, when they looked up at the sky, they were disappointed.

In the sky, besides the overwhelming demonic aura and the two golden lights...!

"I can't see clearly...!" Zhao Gongming scratched his head in disappointment. "It's too fast, I can't even tell who's who... what kind of supernatural power they used!"

Guang Chengzi frowned as well: "A quasi-saint level being's speed has already exceeded our perception range. All we can see is a trace of residual Daoist aura."

Daoist Duobao sighed, "Unfortunately, although we are Great Luo Golden Immortals, we are still far from Quasi-Saints. We can't even see the battles between Quasi-Saints clearly."

The group of Great Luo Golden Immortals looked at each other, all feeling a sense of defeat.

Although they were personally taught by a sage and attained the status of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, they were not even qualified to watch the battle in front of a Quasi-Saint.

Disappointed, everyone returned to the Lingxiao Palace.

But then they saw Huanglong, Xuandu, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, Panwang and other quasi-saints leisurely enjoying their immortal wine...!

Huang Long sat in his seat, holding a jade cup, slowly taking a sip of the immortal wine, but his gaze was fixed on a certain place in the void, with a faint smile on his lips.

Xuandu sat beside him, his eyes closed, as if in deep meditation, but his primordial spirit had already extended into the void, watching the battle.

Zhen Yuanzi sat opposite him, holding a jade cup in his hand, his gaze fixed on a certain point in the void, his expression calm.

The Styx Ancestor held a spiritual fruit, munching on it while gazing into the void, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Houtu Niangniang summoned Ziling, who was beside Huanglong, and casually handed her the peach that belonged to him.

Zhao Gongming and Taiyi exchanged a glance, a sly glint in their eyes.

Zhao Gongming rubbed his hands together, his burly body now resembling that of a child, as he tiptoed to Huanglong's side.

Taiyi followed behind him, also looking furtive.

Huang Long noticed the two approaching, looked away, and casually asked, "What is it?"

Zhao Gongming rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "Senior brother, such a battle between quasi-saints is a rare sight in the prehistoric world. May we witness it?"

Taiyi chimed in, "Indeed, although we are Great Luo Golden Immortals, we also want to see a battle between Quasi-Saints to broaden our horizons."

"Senior brother, please use your supernatural powers to let us watch...the live stream!"