In the primordial era: the Wu tribe ceased its struggle for supremacy, and Hongjun collapsed!

Chapter 59 Severing the Two Corpses, Chang Xi and Xi He's Disgust

"Demon race, stand!"

With this roar, a massive golden cloud of celestial merit gathered above the Sun Star, shaking heaven and earth.

However, the anticipated grand spectacle of all races paying homage and gathering auspicious omens did not fully materialize.

In the endless depths of the starry sky, the 365 Star Gods, already subdued by the power of Di Jun and Tai Yi, along with countless other star races that depended on the stars for survival, all knelt and shouted, "Greetings, Demon Emperor! Greetings, Eastern Emperor!"

The starry sky trembled, and the vast stellar fortune surged towards the Sun God Palace like rivers flowing into the sea.

However, when Di Jun turned his expectant gaze to the vast and boundless primordial land, his expression instantly froze.

The earth was utterly silent.

Apart from the sound of the wind, there was not a single response.

In this desolate land, somewhere in the mountains and forests.

A black tiger demon king, who had cultivated to a high level, was lying on a boulder basking in the sun. When it heard the voice of "Demon Clan Stand" coming from the sky, it simply raised its eyelids lazily and yawned.

"Demon race? What are those?"

A little fox spirit beside her asked curiously, "My lord, that voice said we should join the demon race and be under its protection. Should we go and see?"

"Go to hell!"

The Black Tiger Demon King slapped the little fox on the head, pointed to a bone plaque with strange witch patterns hanging around his neck, and said irritably, "We're under the banner of the Witch Clan! We can walk all over this mountain with just a few spirit fruits every month. Who dares to bully us? Going to join that birdman would mean flying all the way up to the sky. Isn't that exhausting?"

"Besides," the Black Tiger Demon King muttered, rolling over, "that old wolf next door wouldn't believe in superstitions last time, insisting on being a big fish in a small pond rather than a small fish in a big pond. And what happened? He got slapped into a pulp by a passing great shaman. And although we're nominally under the control of the shaman clan, those big shots only care about collecting rent and don't bother with us at all. They're living the high life; only a fool would bother with us."

Such scenes occur in every corner of the ancient land.

For all the races on earth, the rule of the Witch Clan, though domineering, was extremely disciplined.

As long as you fly the banner of the Witch Clan and pay your offerings on time, you can receive the protection of the Witch Clan and even some simple cultivation methods passed down by the Witch Clan.

In addition to the matter of the Black Bear tribe, they also knew that the Wu tribe was truly willing to stand up for them when trouble arose. Compared to the "demon tribe" that was far away and whose background was unknown, the Wu tribe's big man standing right next to them was obviously more intimidating and gave them a greater sense of security.

Di Jun's originally impassioned declaration seemed to have landed on cotton, soft and without any leverage.

"Damn it! Damn it!!!"

Taiyi was so angry that he trembled all over, and the Chaos Bell hummed. He wished he could rush down right now and kill all those ungrateful ants.

"Second brother, calm down!"

Although Di Jun's face was ashen, he was, after all, a ruthless and ambitious man.

They also knew the reputation of the Wu Clan over the years, not to mention that the two brothers had been beaten like dead dogs before, and their prestige on the land had long been swept away.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and felt the continuous flow of starlight and fortune.

"Although the myriad races of the earth have not responded, the sheer fortune of this endless starry sky is enough!"

"Using this momentum, slay!"

Di Jun roared, and the Hetu Luoshu shone brightly. A blurry figure emerged from his body, its face identical to his own, yet exuding an extreme malice and domineering aura.

Evil corpse, slay!

Immediately afterwards, Taiyi also used this immense fortune of establishing the clan to activate the Chaos Bell and sever his own evil corpse.

Two terrifying auras instantly swept across the heavens and earth.

Two Corpse Quasi-Saints!

Although no one on Earth responded, with the blessing of the fortunes of all the races in the starry sky, Di Jun and Tai Yi finally broke through their shackles and entered the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint.

With such cultivation, in the vast primordial world, apart from the lofty sage Hongjun, he already stands at the pinnacle.

"The Witch Clan — Dijiang —"

Di Jun felt the surging power within him, his gaze piercing through the void, fixed on the direction of Buzhou Mountain, a cold smile curving his lips, "Our grudges will be settled in the future."

The five people who were walking also stopped involuntarily because of Di Jun's words about the demon race.

Tianxuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing intently into the depths of the sky.

He saw the two arrogant three-legged golden crows, bathed in the golden light of merit, with the golden dragon of fortune roaring behind them, the Hetu Luoshu depicting the stars of the heavens, and the Chaos Bell suppressing the eternal space and time.

"The demon race has finally been established—" Tianxuan murmured to himself.

This means that the primordial world has officially entered the prelude to the Lich Tribulation. However, the difference is that this time, Di Jun and Taiyi only occupy the fortune of the starry sky, and the fortune of all races on earth is not included at all. Tianxuan is very satisfied, which shows that the myriad races on earth truly recognize the Wu Clan.

Tianxuan withdrew his gaze and glanced discreetly at Xihe and Changxi beside him.

These two usually aloof and noble goddesses of the moon were now trembling slightly.

Chang Xi's bright eyes were now filled with undisguised disgust.

Although Xihe was more composed than her sister, a layer of frost covered her beautiful face, and a deep sense of fear and disgust flashed in the depths of her eyes.

However, these two sisters were, after all, born divine beings with extraordinary natures.

Noticing Tianxuan's gaze, Xihe took a deep breath, instantly suppressing the disgust in her eyes, and regained her aloof and arrogant demeanor.

Chang Xi quickly tidied her appearance, but her slightly pale face still betrayed her inner turmoil.

"Fellow Daoist Tianxuan————"

Chang Xi couldn't help but speak, her voice tinged with a hint of probing, her eyes flickering as she asked, "What do you think of this so-called 'demon race'?"

Xihe also turned her head, her beautiful eyes fixed on Tianxuan, seemingly extremely concerned about Tianxuan's evaluation of the demon race.

Tianxuan smiled inwardly as he looked at the two women's puzzled, curious, and expectant eyes.

Tianxuan remained calm, gently brushing a speck of dust from his sleeve. His tone was even: "I have long lived in the mountains and have never met the two emperors of this Sun Star. We have neither friendship nor enmity. I have never commented on the character of those I have not known well."

Upon hearing this, the light in Xihe and Changxi's eyes dimmed slightly for a moment, as if they were somewhat disappointed.

But then, Tianxuan changed the subject, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, his tone carrying a deeper meaning: "However, one can discern one's ambitions by observing one's actions."

"Di Jun and Tai Yi, with their great courage, were able to unite all the races in the starry sky, and even declared that they would transform countless wet-born eggs in the primordial world..."

The inclusion of creatures with fur and horns into the demon race makes the term "demon race" all-encompassing, revealing their grand ambitions—to seize all the fortune of heaven and earth.

At this point, Tianxuan paused, a half-smile playing on his lips: "However, the primordial world is vast, teeming with myriad races. To swallow the entire destiny of heaven and earth in one gulp requires a certain capacity. Ambition without the virtue to match it is ultimately nothing but a mirage, a pipe dream, or a waste of effort."