Primordial Era: The Sun Emperor

Taiyi's golden eyes slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

The news of Kunpeng joining the Celestial Court has been learned through the Great Sun Sacred Flame Mark.

The Eastern King hosted a banquet in his honor and appointed Kunpeng as the Demon Master, placing him above the Demon Generals. All of this was part of Taiyi's plan.

This bait is something the Celestial Court knows but must swallow, otherwise, given enough time, the Celestial Court's fortune will flow away like the sea, disappearing through the sea's eye.

Then, his divine sense followed the mark of the Great Sun Holy Flame and connected with Kunpeng, who was far away in Penglai.

"Kunpeng, the time has come," Taiyi's voice echoed in Kunpeng's mind.

Kunpeng's heart skipped a beat, and he respectfully said, "Your Majesty, please give your orders."

"To ignite the vengeful fury of the new generation of demons." Taiyi said calmly, "In the past, the Wu Clan almost broke through Penglai, and countless demons died."

Those new generation demons, who had not experienced the horror of that great war, learned from their fathers that they had only hatred in their hearts and no fear.

All you have to do is light this fire.

Kunpeng understood immediately: "Your Majesty means... to let the demon race provoke the witch race?"

"Indeed," Taiyi said. "I need the Witch Clan and the Celestial Court to fight."

Kunpeng remained silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Your subject understands."

After severing the connection of divine consciousness, Taiyi murmured, "Kunpeng, Kunpeng, don't let me overestimate your ability to cause trouble..."

In the days that followed, Kunpeng began to operate secretly within the Celestial Court.

As a demon master, he spread the idea of ​​"great revenge" among the new generation of demons.

He recounted the past events of the Wu tribe's massive eastward invasion, in which countless demons perished, and how the demon warriors fought valiantly to protect the three islands of Penglai.

His words were sincere and moving, stirring the blood of the young demons who had not experienced that great battle.

"The Witch Clan has gone too far in bullying my Demon Clan!" Kunpeng declared eloquently in the Demon Master's Palace, saying, "In the past, they almost broke through Penglai and killed countless of my people."

Their retreat is not out of mercy, but out of fear! My demon race has more than a billion warriors, and possesses top-tier combat power far surpassing that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

"If they're afraid, we must fight even harder! The demon race will never have peace until we defeat them completely!"

The young demons were filled with righteous indignation and volunteered to fight.

At this moment, Taiyi in the Heavenly Court transformed into a golden-white stream of light, passing through the Thirty-Three Heavens and heading straight for the Sun Star.

In the Sun Star, beneath the Fusang Tree, Taiyi sat cross-legged.

He suspended the world embryo, forged from the golden gourd, above his head. The small world slowly rotated, radiating a warm light.

That world had already achieved some success; the sacred flames of the sun condensed in the sky above the small world, transforming into a great sun, providing light and heat to this newly born world.

Taiyi closed his eyes and concentrated, recalling his insights from the three times he listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace from his sea of ​​consciousness.

He was listening to the essence of the Tao, the operation of its laws, and the laws governing the birth and death of all things in the universe.

He gradually incorporated these insights into his own Sun Path.

The Solar Domain slowly unfolded around him, its golden-white light enveloping the entire Fusang Tree.

The sacred flames of the sun transformed into countless tiny runes, flowing through his meridians and merging with his flesh, bones, and primordial spirit.

As he comprehended the Great Dao, the Great Dao of the Sun illuminated the entire sun. Emperor Jun, who was still in the process of gestation, instinctively sensed this Great Dao that was extremely compatible with himself, and his gestation accelerated even further.

Time flies like an arrow.

Ten thousand years can pass in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sun star suddenly trembled.

A golden-white beam of light shot into the sky from beneath the hibiscus tree.

Taiichi opened his eyes.

Those golden eyes were even more profound than they were ten thousand years ago.

Two large suns slowly rotated in his eyes, with a faint purple hue flowing deep within his pupils.

His aura was more than twice as powerful as it was ten thousand years ago. He had completely solidified the bottleneck of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm and reached the pinnacle of that realm.

He achieved the perfect state of the Primordial Golden Immortal.

Taiyi looked down at his hands, feeling the surging power within him like a vast ocean, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

After ten thousand years of seclusion, he thoroughly integrated the insights he gained from listening to the Dao three times at Zixiao Palace, taking another step forward in the Hunyuan Realm and reaching the Great Perfection of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

However, when he tried to move forward, he encountered an invisible wall.

The wall was incredibly hard, like the barrier of heaven, completely blocking his path.

No matter how much he activated his magic or how he operated the Great Dao of the Sun, he could not budge that wall even a fraction.

The Heavenly Way's blockade.

Taiyi fell silent.

Under the Heavenly Dao, there was originally no Hunyuan. He successfully broke through the Hunyuan path through the Heavenly Rank Path, and has been able to cultivate to this day.

The Primordial Golden Immortal is the pinnacle under the Heavenly Dao. To break through and become a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, one must transcend the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and entrust one's Dao fruit to the Great Dao.

But the way of Heaven does not allow anyone to transcend it.

Taiyi slowly rose, stood with his hands behind his back under the Fusang tree, his golden eyes gazing outwards from the Sun Star, his gaze piercing through the void to see the primordial land, pondering a way to break the deadlock.

He has reached the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, and is only half a step away from entering the realm of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

This half-step was like an insurmountable chasm, firmly blocking him from entering.

However, Taiyi is not without its advantages.

He is the Heavenly Emperor, holding the position of Heavenly Emperor, and can receive the blessing of the Heavenly Dao.

With his perfected cultivation as a Primordial Golden Immortal, coupled with the inexhaustible power of the Heavenly Dao borrowed from the Heavenly Emperor's divine position, his combat strength was enough to rival that of a Saint.

Sages are actually beings who entrust their primordial spirit to the Dao of Heaven. As long as the Dao of Heaven exists, sages will never die. They are not true Primordial Golden Immortals, but rather take a shortcut. However, their actual combat power far surpasses that of Primordial Golden Immortals.

Below the Sage, above the Primordial Golden Immortal.

Taiyi called this special case "the second saint".

"Though not a saint, I possess the majesty of one." Taiyi murmured, "If the Heavenly Dao blocks my path, I will not follow it. When I find the way to transcend, that will be the day I become a Primordial Golden Immortal."

He took a step, leaving the Sun Star and returning to the Heavenly Court.

Within the sea of ​​blood, the Styx Ancestor is in seclusion.

He completely refined the entire sea of ​​blood, merging it into himself.

The sea of ​​blood will never dry up, and the River Styx will never die.

Even if the physical body perishes, it can be resurrected from the sea of ​​blood.

This is the foundation of his character and the source of his confidence to stand against everyone in the world.

Of course, this includes everyone in the world except for Taiyi.

He was truly afraid that Taiyi would summon the great sun and completely evaporate the sea of ​​blood.

Among the Wu tribe, the twelve ancestral witches kept in mind Pangu's dying wish and did not wreak havoc on the prehistoric world.

They restrained their people and even showed more tolerance towards the demons on the shores of the East Sea.

Pangu said that the Wu tribe must not be arrogant or kill indiscriminately.

The ancestral shamans dared not disobey the teachings of their father god.

Along the border of the East China Sea, the provocations by the new generation of demons, incited by the idea of ​​great revenge, are becoming more and more frequent.

Small-scale conflicts, which used to occur every few days, have now escalated to several times a day.

Bloodshed occurs frequently, and although the number of deaths and injuries on both sides is not large, hatred continues to accumulate.

The Celestial Court's higher-ups were fully aware of this, but did not stop it.

The Eastern King was pleased with this outcome; if the demon race could reclaim the lost territory on the shores of the East Sea, the prestige of the Celestial Court would greatly increase.

As for the reaction of the Wu tribe? Dongwanggong was not worried.

The Wu tribe has already made concessions once, and they will make concessions a second time.

In Taiyi's view, this game of chess has only just begun.