Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

Therefore, Emperor Jun immediately issued another order:

"Abandon all expansionist activities in the Northern and Southern Continents. All Heavenly Court forces will operate only in the Eastern and Western Continents, except in the key areas controlled by the Witch Clan."

Similarly, the 365 "Imperial Cities" and 129,600 "Royal Cities" that the Wu tribe was building at a great pace also became special "pure lands" and "forbidden areas" on the prehistoric land.

These cities, like nails, are deeply embedded in the earth, radiating a chilling aura of laws and the blood of the witch race.

When the Heavenly Army is on a mission, once it "senses" the presence of a Wu Clan city ahead, it will automatically and deliberately detour far away without needing further orders from its superiors, never daring to approach even a fraction of a second.

Because some Heavenly Court squads, either disbelieving in evil or harboring wishful thinking, had already proven the consequences of "disobeying orders" with their blood and lives.

Once, a Heavenly Court "patrol" team composed of several Golden Immortals and dozens of Celestial Immortals was carrying out a mission to eliminate "disobedient" rogue cultivators in the Western Continent. In order to catch up with their target, they inadvertently approached the area within a hundred miles of a witch clan "royal city" that was under construction.

As a result, only a low, cold snort came from the city, and a huge phantom hand made of pure blood and qi descended from the sky, wiping out the team and their target.

Everyone's physical bodies instantly disintegrated into the purest essence of blood and flesh, which was then swept back into the city by that hand.

It is said that the high priest who resides in that royal city is a master of the "culinary arts".

He meticulously cooked the flesh and blood of the Heavenly Demon Clan with witch fire, turning it into a fragrant "Demon King's Feast" brimming with powerful essence. Full of mockery, he shared it with the witch warriors building the city, who feasted on it.

Their essence and blood were collected and, with the help of the Divine Brewing Tribe, brewed into special "Blood Fiend Wine" using spiritual spring water, which was used to temper the witch's body.

As for the weakest demons, but whose flesh is probably the most tender, they are kept in captivity as future "reserve meat".

This scene spread through certain secret methods or the mouths of survivors, terrifying the subsequent Heavenly Army.

That's too brutal.

This is hardly a battle.

They were clearly being treated as "walking ingredients" and "brewing materials".

From then on, "avoiding Wucheng" became an ironclad rule etched into the bones of every demon in the Heavenly Court, and no one dared to violate it in the slightest.

However, even if they avoided the core territories of the Witch Clan and the Phoenix Clan, and even if the Witch Clan's cities blocked their way like nails.

The expansion of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court over the past ten thousand years has still yielded extremely remarkable results.

Countless ethnic groups on the eastern and western continents were incorporated into the Heavenly Court system, either voluntarily or involuntarily.

The demon race's sphere of influence, population, and available resources have all increased exponentially.

The size of the Heavenly Court's army also expanded rapidly, with the number of demon generals at the Great Luo level exceeding two thousand, and countless Golden Immortals and Taiyi Immortals. Its overall strength had increased several times over since the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

As the number of tribes and territories recovered continued to increase, the fortune of the demon race, which converged on the Heavenly Court, on Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and even the Ten Great Demon Saints, also rose sharply, increasing several times over.

The River of Fortune, which floats above the heavens and represents the overall fortune of the demon race, is now surging with waves and displaying ever-changing phenomena, radiating an increasingly powerful pressure.

However, beneath this seemingly "successful" expansion, there are also obvious problems.

Those 365 imperial cities and 129,600 royal cities, like countless strong "knots" in a large net, fragmented the territory occupied by the demon race's heavenly court in the eastern and western continents, making it impossible to connect them into a complete territory.

This has brought great inconvenience and difficulty to the management, coordination, resource allocation, and command transmission of the Heavenly Court.

Management costs have increased exponentially.

However, for Dijun and Taiyi, these "management" troubles are not their biggest concern at the moment.

Their fundamental goal has never been to establish a "terrestrial divine kingdom" with complete territory and strict rule.

What they truly care about is the immense fortune that continuously accumulates as their power expands.

"As long as we have enough luck, my second brother and I can accumulate strength and solidify our foundation at the fastest speed with the blessing of this luck, and continuously move towards the supreme realm of proving the Dao with strength."

Di Jun understood.

Whether the territory is intact and whether the management is smooth are all matters of "technique," which can be left to Bai Ze and others to worry about.

And the level of "Tao".

Improving one's own strength is the fundamental solution.

So after they had subdued most of the tribes that could be subdued and were worth subduing during their ten thousand years of expansion, Di Jun and Tai Yi almost immediately withdrew from their complicated affairs.

After entrusting the daily management of the Heavenly Court to the Ten Demon Saints led by Bai Ze and a group of trusted ministers, and establishing a relatively complete set of Heavenly Laws and Supervisory System, the two brothers once again entered a deep state of seclusion.

Deep within the Lingxiao Heaven, in two secret chambers protected by numerous restrictions and the Hunyuan Heluo Grand Array, Dijun and Taiyi sat cross-legged, their bodies radiating imperial aura and surging battle intent.

They will take advantage of this newly added, unimaginably vast demonic fortune to fully activate the "Nine Revolutions of Pangu," frantically accumulate magical power, temper their physical bodies and primordial spirits, deduce their own imperial path and battle path, and launch the most ferocious attack towards the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm or even the perfect realm.

For them, the disturbances of the outside world can be temporarily left behind.

Only by possessing our own strength can we fundamentally guarantee our ability to cope with all future uncertainties and realize our ultimate ambitions.

The expansion of the demon race's heavenly court seems to have temporarily come to an end, but the turmoil in the primordial world has never truly subsided.

The Immortal Island of Yingzhou in the East Sea, the headquarters of the Immortal Court.

Compared to the majestic and imposing Heavenly Court standing high above the nine heavens, the Immortal Court headquarters, located on an immortal island in the East Sea, has a more ethereal and otherworldly charm, reminiscent of a blessed land of immortals.

Pavilions and towers are nestled amidst the misty air, cranes dance, and orchids and magnolias abound, creating a scene of apparent peace and tranquility.

However, beneath this peaceful facade, a sense of discontent and restlessness is surging.

The Lord of the Celestial Court, Dongwanggong, who was personally appointed by the Celestial Ancestor Hongjun as the "Head of Male Immortals," indeed managed the Celestial Court with great success by virtue of this prestigious title and his own methods.

He commands countless celestial soldiers and generals, with over a thousand celestial officials and warriors at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.

Furthermore, ten powerful beings at the Quasi-Saint level, either invited or drawn by the reputation, served as elders and revered figures, thus upholding the Celestial Court's reputation for top-tier combat strength.

However, behind this seemingly prosperous situation lies a hidden worry and predicament that is difficult to tell outsiders.

Fortune, the very foundation of the Celestial Court, is ultimately finite.

Unlike the Heavenly Court, which is the legitimate authority of "Heaven" and occupies the eighteen heavens, gathering trillions of demons and possessing a vast source of fortune that continues to grow.