Primordial Era: I, the auspicious beast Pixiu, am the darling of the Great Dao.

now.

Although the main hall was quiet, Bai Ze did not stop, but continued to report.

"Over the long course of history, the actions of the witch clan have become increasingly excessive. They do not cultivate the primordial spirit, but only the physical body, requiring an immense amount of blood and energy."

"Now, they are even more unscrupulous in slaughtering all races, treating the lowest beings beneath our demon race's Heavenly Court as prey to be devoured day after day!"

"Under the Heavenly Court of our demon race, all demon races are filled with indignation and extreme anger. All the demon gods hope that Your Majesty will make a decision as soon as possible and send troops to conquer them."

"Exterminate the Witch Clan to uphold the might of our Demon Clan's Heavenly Court!"

Upon hearing this, Di Jun frowned and fell into deep thought.

Although the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race is currently at its peak, all ten Demon Saints have severed one of their corpses and entered the early stage of Quasi-Saint.

He and his two younger brothers, Taiyi and Xihuang, had already reached the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint.

Below the Heavenly Court, almost all the myriad demon gods are among the Great Luo Golden Immortals.

If we were to truly launch a military campaign against the Wu tribe, it would not be difficult, judging solely from the strength of our troops and the capabilities of our high-ranking officers.

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have been hiding in the Pangu Palace all these years and have never revealed their true strength in the primordial world.

The Wu Clan is, after all, formed from the essence and blood of Pangu. If they act rashly, and the Ancestral Witches have some earth-shattering trump cards, they will likely suffer a great loss.

Not to mention, the demon race's efforts to recruit all races have stalled, and very few beings are willing to join the Heavenly Court.

All of this is because the demon race has only recruited all races in the starry sky and the celestial realm so far, but has never actually sent troops to conquer the witch race that entrenched on the earth.

The myriad races of the primordial world suffered greatly from the blood sacrifices of the Wu tribe, and they all watched from the sidelines.

If the demon race cannot demonstrate the absolute strength to protect all races and suppress the witch race, how can they sincerely submit and connect their own fortune with the Heavenly Court?

Di Jun was filled with countless thoughts. After a moment, he told Fuxi and his second brother Taiyi what he was thinking.

Upon hearing Di Jun's words, Fu Xi frowned slightly.

Currently, the strength of the Ancestral Witch is unknown, and it would be a great taboo to make a move rashly.

He immediately began to offer advice.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, I believe that the matter of attacking the Wu Clan requires further consideration."

"The Wu Clan's foundation is unfathomable, and the Pangu Palace can even conceal the secrets of heaven."

"If we rashly start a war, I fear we will be no match for the Witch Clan, plunging our demon race into utter destruction!"

"Xi Huang is mistaken!"

Before Di Jun could speak, Tai Yi, who was standing to the side, had already let out a cold laugh.

As he spoke, the faint phantom of the Chaos Bell, a supreme innate treasure, appeared around him, suppressing countless ages and spaces.

"A mere bunch of brutes without any spiritual essence, who only know how to eat raw meat and drink blood, dare to compare themselves with us demons?"

"In the past, they only relied on the strength of the physical body left by Pangu to run rampant on the primordial land."

"Now that we have all reached the Quasi-Saint realm, our cultivation is on par with those twelve Ancestral Witches. Why should we still avoid their sharp edge?!"

Having said that, Taiyi suddenly took a step forward, and the space inside the hall trembled.

"If war breaks out, I, Taiyi, am willing to be the vanguard, using the Chaos Bell to slay those twelve barbarians and uphold the might of my demon race!"

Di Jun looked at Taiyi, who was filled with fighting spirit, and then at Fuxi, who was full of worry. He already had the answer in his heart and slowly spoke.

"What Xi Huang said is indeed true; the Wu tribe should not be underestimated."

"But all races need our demon race. Without the allegiance of all races, the Heavenly Court is nothing but a tree without roots. This war is inevitable!"

After saying that, Di Jun suddenly turned his head and looked at Bai Ze, who was serving below the main hall.

"Bai Ze, heed my command!"

"Your subject is here!"

Bai Ze stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Immediately mobilize our troops, gather billions upon billions of our demon race's army, and march on Buzhou Mountain to attack the Wu race!"

Di Jun's voice boomed like thunder, resounding throughout the entire Thirty-Three Heavens of the Heavenly Court.

"I obey your decree!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Bai Ze respectfully withdrew to prepare for the unprecedented war that would soon sweep across the primordial world.

at the same time.

In the depths of the vast starry sky, there lies the Moon.

Unlike the fiery and violent Sun, the Moon is shrouded in a cool and serene light all year round.

Inside the Moon Palace, two goddesses of unparalleled beauty sat facing each other.

Chang Xi rested her chin on her hand, looking through the jade window of the palace at the huge laurel tree outside, her beautiful face full of doubt.

"Sister, why do you think Di Jun and Tai Yi, as deities born from the Sun Star, would be so fond of the laurel leaves from our Moon Star?"

"Every now and then, I come here to ask for the leaves of the Moon Hanging Tree."

Xihe, standing to the side, possessed a cool and noble air. She slightly opened her eyes and spoke softly.

"The sun and the moon are inherently mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, but their request for laurel leaves is not for their own cultivation."

"Judging from his actions, it seems as if he is preparing some extremely precious gift, or something he wants to give to someone else."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Chang Xi's eyes.

"Give it to someone else? In this primordial world, which powerful being has such influence that the proud and arrogant two demon emperors would go to such lengths to curry favor with them?"

Xihe remained silent for a moment, recalling the existence that Hongjun Daozu had personally mentioned when she listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace that day, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

"Or perhaps it is the Great Dao Child, Tianlu, as mentioned by Dao Ancestor Hongjun."

"That being controls the fortune of heaven and earth. Perhaps it is because of some agreement reached between the two parties that a gift needs to be offered to it, which is why it came to ask for the Moon Hanging Tree of my Taiyin Star."

Chang Xi blinked, a strong curiosity rising in her heart about the name.

"Alright, little sister."

Xihe stood up, her body surging with the energy of Taiyin.

"I'm going into seclusion to see if I can sever the Second Flower Corpse and reach a higher realm. You must guard the Guanghan Palace well and don't wander off."

"Okay, sister, you can go now."

Chang Xi nodded obediently.

After Xihe entered the secret chamber for seclusion, Changxi immediately seemed like a different person, running lightly out of the Guanghan Palace.

She came to the laurel tree and looked at the once lush and verdant top-grade innate spiritual root, now stripped bare, with only a few lonely branches swaying in the cold wind. Chang Xi's curiosity became even more irrepressible.

My older sister has always been very strict with me and never lets me leave the Moon Star to travel to the primordial land.

Now that my sister is in seclusion, this is a golden opportunity.

"That Dao Child, Tianlu, I didn't know much about him back in Zixiao Palace. I never expected that he could make such domineering figures as Dijun and Taiyi bow down and fawn over him?"

Chang Xi gazed in the direction of the primordial land, a cunning glint in her eyes.

Although she did not know the exact location of Tianlu's Daoist temple, she did know the location of Nuwa's Daoist temple.

Nuwa and Tianlu had a close relationship. If one were to seek out Nuwa, one would surely be able to find out information about Tianlu.

With that thought in mind, Chang Xi no longer hesitated. The Taiyin Law flowed around her, instantly transforming into a beam of bright moonlight that broke through the barrier of the starry sky and headed straight for the Primordial Phoenix Perch Mountain.

"Sister Nuwa is always easy to talk to. When I go to visit her, I will only say that I want to discuss the Dao and ask about Tianlu. I think she will tell me the truth."