Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 210 - 189: The Seal Breaks, Di Jun’s Choice

Hearing Emperor Jun’s promise, Daoist Kun Peng was moved and immediately said, "Thank you, Demon Emperor."

"However, there is one thing I must remind the Demon Master; what you can think of, others can think of too."

"Therefore, it’s not only the Demon Master who covets the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Daoist Hong Yun’s possession."

Emperor Jun cautioned.

Hearing Emperor Jun’s words, Daoist Kun Peng couldn’t help but recall the scene in Chaos, where Daoist Zhen Yuanzi took Daoist Hong Yun away, followed by East King and Ming He.

"Thank you for the reminder, Demon Emperor. I will be more cautious."

Daoist Kun Peng said.

Not long after, Daoist Kun Peng proposed his leave.

Although this visit did not achieve his own goals, getting a promise from the Demon Emperor was not without its gains for Daoist Kun Peng.

Emperor Jun watched Daoist Kun Peng’s departing figure, his heart couldn’t help but think.

He hoped that the Demon Master could succeed, though the hope was very slim.

Wuzhuang Temple.

Daoist Hong Yun, sitting under the Ginsengfruit Tree with Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, picked up a Ginsengfruit. While eating, he asked,

"Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, you rushed me back to Primordial in such haste, what has happened?"

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, looking at Daoist Hong Yun who was carelessly eating the Ginsengfruit, felt quite helpless. He hadn’t expected his good friend’s perceptiveness to be so dull.

With deep concern furrowing his brow, he looked at Daoist Hong Yun and said, "Friend Hong Yun, haven’t you noticed since you obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi that some beings in the Purple Cloud Palace harbor intense malice towards you?"

Hearing Daoist Zhen Yuanzi’s words, Daoist Hong Yun suddenly stopped his action of eating the Ginsengfruit, placed the unfinished fruit back, and uncertainly said, "Is there? Why did I not sense it?"

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, helplessly continued, "In the Purple Cloud Palace, the East King’s gaze has drifted towards you several times; did you not perceive that?"

"Just because he looked at me several times doesn’t mean he harbors ill will towards me."

Daoist Hong Yun argued back.

"What about Ming He, then? His gaze was filled with murderous intent."

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi continued.

"Ming He, his face always looks ferocious, and his gaze carries murderous intent towards everyone."

Daoist Hong Yun said nonchalantly, picking up the unfinished Ginsengfruit and continuing to eat.

At this moment, Daoist Zhen Yuanzi didn’t know what else to say. Why did his good friend think so benignly of the beings in Primordial? Could it be because he himself was good-natured?

He now regretted, regretting that he had simply taken Daoist Hong Yun away; he should have let his friend feel the dangers of Primordial for himself.

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi took a deep breath and continued, "Then, have you sensed the raging fury in Demon Master Kun Peng’s heart?"

At this moment, Daoist Hong Yun had just finished a Ginsengfruit. Hearing the name of Kun Peng, his expression became somewhat uneasy.

"He has this fury, and I can understand. After all, he lost an opportunity partly because of me."

Hearing Daoist Hong Yun’s words, Daoist Zhen Yuanzi’s heart couldn’t help but think: Is it just an ordinary opportunity? It is the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the opportunity for becoming a Saint.

Thinking of the cause and effect between Daoist Hong Yun and Demon Master Kunpeng, Daoist Zhen Yuanzi also felt a headache.

At this moment, Daoist Hong Yun’s voice rose again.

"However, the realm of Demon Master Kunpeng is comparable to mine; he cannot harm me."

"I worry if the Demon Clan behind him intervenes — a Primordial Golden Immortal, seven Quasi-Saints, the two of us likely cannot contend against them."

As he said this, Daoist Hong Yun’s tone was filled with worry.

"This is the cause and effect between me and Demon Master Kunpeng; the Demon Clan should not intervene, right?"

Daoist Hong Yun said uncertainly.

At this moment, Daoist Zhen Yuanzi was also highly concerned. Ming He is solitary, and he and friend Hong Yun are not afraid of him.

The power of East King in the Immortal Court, although strong, is opposed by the Witch Clan, restraining each other and unlikely to make a move easily.

Only the Demon Clan, the greatest force in Primordial, a Primordial Golden Immortal, seven Quasi-Saints, and without any enemies.

Yes, only now did Daoist Zhen Yuanzi realize the might of Emperor Jun, the leader of the foremost power in Primordial, yet in Primordial, he hardly had any enemies.

Whether it’s the Immortal Court or the Witch Clan, although their relationship with the Demon Clan isn’t good, there are indeed no conflicts between them.

At this moment, Daoist Zhen Yuanzi also realized something else, that was Emperor Jun also did not possess the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi realized that if the Demon Clan intervened, even with his support, his friend might not be able to keep the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Thinking this, Daoist Zhen Yuanzi couldn’t help but feel despair.

"Sigh."

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi sighed, looking at Daoist Hong Yun who also wore a worried expression.

"Friend Hong Yun, there’s no need to return to Fire Cloud Cave anymore. From today onwards, you shall stay closed in at Wuzhuang Temple until you comprehend the opportunity to become a Saint from the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"Once you become a Saint, all these current problems will no longer be issues."

This time, Daoist Hong Yun did not argue back but nodded in agreement.

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi knew that his friend agreed because of the presence of the Demon Clan; as for the other threats, he still hadn’t recognized them.

But that was also no matter, as long as he could stay peacefully in Wuzhuang Temple.

Mount Sumeru.

"Brother, once you and I achieve the status of Saints, the West will have hope for prosperity."

Daoist Zhun Ti said joyously.

Since being accepted as disciples by Saint Hong Jun, Daoist Zhun Ti and Daoist Jie Yin had changed how they addressed each other, seemingly to highlight their status as disciples of a Saint.