Primordial Era: The Witch Clan Reigns Supreme, Hongjun Begs Me to Become the Demon Emperor

Kunpeng gritted his teeth. He had been forced into this position and had no choice but to take action.

Behind him, the Kunpeng Dharma Image let out a sharp cry, its wings flapped, and countless dark blue wind blades swept out, slicing towards Dong Wanggong!

But—it was a fraction of a second too late.

Dongwanggong was, after all, a Great Luo Golden Immortal who had listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, and he had also burned his essence and blood to activate his escape technique, making him extremely fast.

More importantly, the dragon-headed cane in his hand seemed to have some kind of inexplicable connection with the Heavenly Court. Wherever it passed, the protective barriers around the Heavenly Court would automatically part to create a passage!

"Hahahaha! Finally, it's mine!!"

The Eastern King Duke laughed wildly and was the first to rush into the Heavenly Court gate.

The moment he stepped through the palace gates—

"boom!!!"

The entire Heavenly Court trembled violently.

Countless palaces simultaneously lit up with dazzling celestial light, converging into a pillar of light that reached the heavens, enveloping the Eastern King Duke within it.

Within the pillar of light, faint, mysterious runes could be seen flowing around, as if they were recognizing and confirming something.

Then, the light faded.

The Eastern King Duke stood before the main hall of the Heavenly Court—the Lingxiao Palace—holding a dragon-headed cane, his body bathed in the golden radiance recognized by the Heavenly Court.

He felt a connection between himself and this palace.

It's not refining, but... recognizing a master.

The Heavenly Court recognized his status as the "Head of Male Immortals" and allowed him to reside here temporarily as the Lord of the Heavenly Court!

"It's done...it's done!!!" The Eastern King was so excited that he trembled all over.

He turned to face the approaching witch clan and demon clan below, as well as the Kunpeng hovering in mid-air with a livid face, and burst into loud laughter:

"Heaven's will is above, and the primordial world bears witness! Today, I, the Eastern King, stand here—the Celestial Court!"

"To govern all male immortals of the primordial world and maintain order in the immortal path! The Celestial Court is established!!!"

The sound spread throughout Buzhou Mountain and even faintly reached all corners of the primordial wilderness.

Above the Lingxiao Palace, celestial light shone brightly, as if in response to his declaration.

Below, Zhu Rong smashed a nearby mountain peak with a single punch, then beat his chest in regret, crying out, "Too late! Too late!!!"

He abruptly turned his head, his crimson eyes glaring at the demons, his anger shifting:

"It's all because of you bunch of feathered beasts causing trouble! If you hadn't stopped us, our Wu tribe would have gone up long ago! How dare this petty person get away with this?!"

Dijiang's expression was also unpleasant, but he was calmer than Zhurong, coldly staring at the demon race: "The matter of the Heavenly Court can be discussed later. But today, your demon race must also give my witch race an explanation."

Bai Ze and the other demons looked at each other, and finally all looked at Kunpeng.

"Your Majesty, Demon Emperor... what should we do now?"

Kunpeng looked at the high-ranking, spirited Dongwanggong, then at the menacing Wu tribe, and then at the group of demons beside him who were staring at him expectantly...

He suddenly felt very tired.

I'm very tired.

"What else can we do..." Kunpeng waved his hand weakly, his Dharma image behind him dissipated, and he seemed to have been drained of all his energy.

"Let's go back to Beihai... and reconsider our plans."

This demon emperor, it seems... he really can't get rid of him.

I've accepted my fate.

tired.

Go back to Beihai and get some sleep.

He turned around, transformed into a streak of dark blue light, and flew towards the North Sea without looking back.

Bai Ze, Fu Xi, and the others exchanged a glance, then quickly led tens of thousands of demons to follow.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, only the Wu tribe remained, along with the Eastern King Duke in the Heavenly Court, who had already begun planning the blueprint for the "Celestial Court" and dreaming of ruling the prehistoric world.

Dijiang looked up at the floating palace, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"Heavenly Court... Celestial Court..." he murmured to himself.

"Dong Wang Gong, do you think that just because you've seized it, it's yours?"

"We'll see."

at the same time.

Emperor Yi rode the escape light and slowly flew back to the Sun Star.

Since the end of his sermon at Zixiao Palace, he has been wandering around the prehistoric world.

Finally, feeling bored, I decided to go back to my hometown.

The sun still burns with the eternal, inextinguishable true fire of the sun, scorching, domineering, and pure.

Di Yi landed at the edge of the star, feeling the familiar aura, and stretched comfortably.

"Home is still the best..." he muttered, his gaze sweeping over the fiery world.

But as he looked at it, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The Sun Star... seems to be missing something?

Di Yi stroked his chin, frowning in thought. After a moment, he slapped his forehead:

"Oh, right! Dragon Girl! I almost forgot, that little girl I picked up casually thousands of years ago!"

He then remembered that when he left the East Sea Dragon Palace, he had casually taken Ao Xin, the daughter of the First Emperor, with him... cough, and brought her back to be a maid.

As a result, he went out and wandered around for thousands of years, completely forgetting about this matter.

"Won't I make her starve to death?"

Di Yi's heart tightened, and he quickly spread his divine sense to scan the entire Sun Star.

Then he froze.

The core area of ​​the Sun Star, which should have been an endless sea of ​​fire, now has... a palace.

A magnificent temple, entirely cast from the essence of the sun and inlaid with the branches and leaves of the Fusang divine tree, floats above a sea of ​​flames!

The temple is quite large, with a plaza in front, a garden behind, and even an artificial "Sun Pool" in which liquid solar essence flows.

The palace is ingeniously laid out and blends perfectly with the environment of the sun's true fire. It has not been eroded by the flames, but has instead become even more dazzling under their nourishment.

Di Yi blinked, thinking he was seeing things.

He moved swiftly and appeared in front of the temple's main entrance.

A stone tablet stands in front of the gate, with three large, elegant characters engraved on it: "Temple of the Sun God".

The handwriting is neat and powerful, and it also carries a touch of the unique elegance of the dragon race.

"Huh, is this still my Sun Star?" Di Yi was wondering when the temple doors creaked open.

A girl in a light gold dress walked out of the door. When she saw Di Yi, she was taken aback at first, then her eyes lit up, and she ran to greet him.

"Master! You're back!"

It was Ao Xin.

After thousands of years, the naive and timid dragon girl has grown into a graceful young woman.

His pair of white jade dragon horns were even more crystal clear, and his aura was much stronger. He had actually cultivated to the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Moreover... she was able to move freely in the true fire of the sun without even her skirt getting on fire?

Di Yi looked her up and down, asking curiously, "This Temple of the Sun... did you build it?"

Ao Xin nodded, somewhat embarrassed: "Well... I had nothing better to do, so I used the materials you left behind, Master, and the branches and leaves that fell from the Fusang Divine Tree to slowly build it up. It took more than two thousand years."

"How did you do that?" Di Yi pointed to the blazing sun fire around him.

"Aren't you afraid of fire?"

Ao Xin blinked: "Fire? Master, have you forgotten? You gave me a wisp of the true essence of the Sun Fire back then, and I've been refining it over the years. Now I can control a portion of the true essence of the Sun Fire. And..."

She pointed to the back of the temple: "The Fusang Divine Tree helped me a lot. It used its roots to fix the foundation, used its branches and leaves as building materials, and even taught me how to build a stable array in the flames."

Di Yi then noticed that every pillar and every tile of the temple faintly bore the Daoist patterns of the Fusang Divine Tree.

The entire palace is less a building and more a special form that "grew" out of the Fusang Divine Tree.

He looked at the towering sacred tree in the distance.

The branches and leaves of the Fusang Divine Tree swayed gently, conveying a thought:

"After holding it in for so long... I finally blurted it out. This Little Dragon Girl is just too much."

The Emperor was delighted.

"Okay, okay," he patted Ao Xin's head.

"As expected of my maid, she's quite capable. Not only did she not starve to death, she even managed to build me a palace."

Ao Xin smiled sweetly: "Then, sir, you shall live here from now on? It's better than meditating in the open."

"Yes, of course I'll stay."