Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 197 - 182: Unexpected Changes_2

Emperor Jun in the Heavenly Realm couldn’t help shaking his head.

And opposing the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was the Twelve Devastating Gods Formation, the Witch Clan’s signature array, while Pangu’s Illusion still stood there.

Punch after punch struck the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation overseen by East King.

Three Primordial Golden Immortals faced punch after punch from Pangu’s Illusion, only managing to use the accumulating power to defend.

Together, they barely managed to hold it off, but counterattacking seemed impossible.

Otherwise, East King would not have let the Twelve Ancestor Witches corner him on Penglai Immortal Island again.

It was the second time that East King felt that his and the Immortal Court’s dignity was once again being trampled.

Yet facing this, with insufficient strength, there was no other means.

"East King, didn’t you claim you wanted to slaughter our Witch Clan’s children?"

"I think you might as well not slaughter our Witch Clan’s children. My Twelve Ancestor Witches stand here today, as long as you can kill us, wouldn’t our Witch Clan’s children be at your mercy?"

Di Jiang, the Ancestor Witch’s deep voice resounded.

Any life could feel his anger from his tone.

At the same time, the faces of the other eleven Ancestor Witches also looked stern, their eyes coldly watching East King.

"Humph! My Witch Clan has dominated Primordial for so many years, yet we have never heard of any power daring to indiscriminately slaughter our Witch Clan’s children."

"East King, you are the first."

Gong Gong, the Ancestor Witch’s icy voice sounded.

At this moment, East King felt extremely wronged.

Because of this rumor, the Twelve Ancestor Witches had once again blocked the gate to my Penglai Immortal Island.

More importantly, although he harbored the thought, he had never actually said such words.

Doesn’t he understand that such matters must be done covertly and not openly proclaimed?

Otherwise, wouldn’t it provoke the Twelve Ancestor Witches?

At this moment, apart from feeling wronged, East King also felt anger.

Who exactly is framing me?

"Sirs, Ancestor Witches, I, East King, never said those words."

East King spoke.

"East King, dare to say it but not admit it, I, Zhu Rong, look down on you."

East King felt helpless at this time, his face looking particularly ugly, as it was indeed not something he could simply deny.

The surrounding spectators also couldn’t help but speculate in their hearts whether these words were truly spoken by East King.

They had also heard this phrase, and indeed it originated from the Immortal Court, yet looking at East King’s demeanor, it indeed did not seem like something he would say.

Emperor Jun’s gaze shifted, looking directly past the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, landing on each life within Penglai Immortal Island.

In Emperor Jun’s eyes, some lives had two lines of fate.

Outer Heaven Demon.

Emperor Jun pondered.

He instantly figured out the various events.

Those lives influenced or even possessed by Outer Heaven Demons only accounted for a very small part of Penglai Immortal Island, even less than one in ten thousand.

This one in ten thousand, though lacking combat power, had no issue spreading news.

Thus, the news about slaughtering Witch Clan lives spread out, consequently drawing in the Twelve Ancestor Witches.

Now, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation controlled by East King, under successive punches from Pangu’s Illusion, was on the verge of collapse.

"Respected Ancestor Witches, hold on."

A calm voice sounded.

Everyone’s attention fell on this figure who had stepped forward. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Emperor Jun was also curious why this figure would step out just as the Witch Clan was about to achieve victory.

Tai Ching, Laozi.

What exactly do you want to do?

"Tai Ching, what do you mean?"

Zhu Rong, the Ancestor Witch, asked harshly.

Facing Zhu Rong’s rudeness, Tai Ching Laozi appeared unemotional as usual, calmly stating, "I believe East King did not say that sentence."

Just as Tai Ching Laozi finished speaking, East King cast a grateful look at him.

Meanwhile, Zhu Jiuyin’s icy voice rang out.

"You believe, we do not!"

"Today, we definitely shall see this Immortal Court destroyed!"

As if to implement what was said, Pangu’s Illusion continued to forcefully pound the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Seeing the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation in dire peril, a Xuanhuang Pagoda hovered above, and streams of Mysterious Yellow Qi descended, merging into the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Instantly, the previously unstable Ten Thousand Immortals Formation became solidified.

"Tai Ching Laozi, what exactly do you mean?"

Di Jiang angrily asked.

The illusion of Pangu also turned direction, facing Tai Ching Laozi.

Tai Ching couldn’t help but show a hint of panic on his face, as Yuqing Yuanshi and Shang Qing Tong Tian immediately stood beside Tai Ching Laozi, sternly looking at the illusion of Pangu.

"I would like to ask the Ancestor Witches to give the East King a chance."

"A chance?"

Ancestor Witch Di Jiang said.

Tai Ching Laozi did not answer Di Jiang’s question, but instead looked at the East King and said, "Since the East King has not spoken those words, I wonder if you dare to make a Heavenly Dao Oath?"

A Heavenly Dao Oath?

The East King showed hesitation.

He naturally dared to make such a Heavenly Dao Oath, but being forced by the Twelve Ancestor Witches to make a Heavenly Dao Oath, it was indeed...

At this moment, the East King inadvertently saw a hint of coldness in Tai Ching Laozi’s eyes and immediately sobered up.

If he did not make the Heavenly Dao Oath now, Tai Ching Laozi might not support him anymore.

He took a deep breath, and his Primordial Spirit invoked the Heavenly Dao.

"Heavenly Dao above, I, the East King, have never spoken words to indiscriminately slaughter the beings of the Witch Clan, and if I have lied, may the Heavenly Tribulation strike me."

As the East King’s voice fell, the sky remained cloudless.

Emperor Jun of the Heavenly Realm came up with a thought: What would happen if he used the Thunder Technique now?

However, ultimately, Emperor Jun suppressed the idea, understanding that using Spell’s Divine Skills to execute the Thunder Technique still had some differences from the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Ancestor Witches, what do you think?"

Although the Twelve Ancestor Witches were not cultivators of the Primordial Spirit, they understood the power of a Heavenly Dao Oath.

The twelve exchanged glances, and finally, Di Jiang spoke, "Today, we will give Tai Ching face."

After saying that, the Twelve Ancestor Witches immediately left.

The battle ended, and other Primordial Great Gods also left the place, wondering in their hearts: What exactly does Tai Ching intend to do?

This was also the doubt in Emperor Jun’s mind; he could not see why Tai Ching would save the Immortal Court and the East King.

The East King wanted to thank Tai Ching, but he couldn’t find him anywhere.

Kunlun Mountain.

"Brother, why save the East King, why save the Immortal Court?"

Yuqing Yuanshi directly asked.

Shang Qing Tong Tian also looked at his elder brother, his expression puzzled.

This was already the second time his brother had stepped forward to save the East King.

"Could it be that Brother does it because the Immortal Court is the inheritance of the Saint, that you stepped forward?"

Tong Tian proposed his own view.

Tai Ching shook his head and said, "During the second sermon, the Saint did not mention the Immortal Court, so whether the Immortal Court has inherited the Saint’s teachings remains to be discussed."

Yuqing Yuanshi and Shang Qing Tong Tian nodded simultaneously.

Indeed, at the Purple Cloud Palace, the Saint did not give the East King any special treatment.

"Then why did Brother step forward?"

Yuanshi asked again.

"I stepped forward because I do not want to see the Witch Clan monopolizing power."

"Now the Immortal Court still has the strength to resist. If the Immortal Court falls, the Witch Clan will dominate the entire Primordial Continent, with no rivals."

Tai Ching Laozi said.

"Isn’t there the Demon Clan?"

Shang Qing Tong Tian said.

"I rather hope that the Demon Clan will always stay in the Primordial Starry Sky and not join the various conflicts on the Primordial Continent."

"Otherwise, it’s very likely that the Demon Clan could unify the Primordial Continent."

Tai Ching said with a stern face.

"What I mean by unification includes us as well."

"Impossible!"

Yuanshi instinctively retorted.

"Demon Emperor Di Jun, is the strongest beneath the Saint, his full strength untested and profound."

"Besides Di Jun, the Demon Clan also has seven Quasi-Saints, numerous Daluo Golden Immortals, and countless beings of the Demon Clan."

"The seven Quasi-Saints, how many Quasi-Saints does the Primordial Continent currently have in total?"

Hearing this, Yuanshi fell silent for a moment.

Tai Ching’s voice once again became tranquil, saying, "For now, maintaining this situation is the best, to wait for the future changes."