Chapter 533: My younger brother is a good bird!

Di Jun's consciousness fully awakened in a warm chaos.

He felt as if he were soaking in the most comfortable hot spring, every thought filled with lazy ease.

Immediately, he sensed something was wrong.

A vast, boundless power, yet sharing the same origin as himself, continuously poured in from one direction, merging into his own origin.

His origin, nourished by this power, was undergoing a mad transformation at an unimaginable speed.

This is... his younger brother's origin?

Di Jun's consciousness instantly cleared, a huge shock and bewilderment surging in his heart.

He could feel that power continuously pouring in.

At the other end, the aura belonging to his younger brother Taiyi was rapidly weakening at a visible speed.

"Younger brother! Stop!"

An anxious divine thought echoed in the golden sea.

This was the first time since Di Jun gained sentience that he actively communicated with the outside world.

"Elder brother, you've awakened."

Gu Yuan's divine thought came calmly, carrying a hint of composure as if he had long anticipated this.

"Why are you doing this?! Stop quickly! You'll destroy yourself!"

Di Jun's voice was filled with urgency.

In his simple, newly formed worldview, brothers are one entity.

Origin is life.

His younger brother's act is tantamount to suicide.

"Elder brother, you were born an emperor, destined to suppress the universe and govern the heavens. As Taiyi, I am to assist you, clearing all obstacles for you."

Gu Yuan's voice was full of sincerity and resolve.

"This power can exert its greatest effect in your hands; with me, it is merely a pearl covered in dust."

These words were spoken righteously and justly.

Di Jun's newly budding emperor's heart was fiercely moved.

He never imagined that his younger brother would hold such great expectations for him, even sacrificing his own Dao foundation to fulfill him.

An indescribable surge of emotion and guilt instantly overwhelmed him.

"No! I don't need it! We are brothers, destined to rule the world together! Stop quickly!"

Di Jun tried to resist the influx of that origin.

Yet this power was extremely compatible with him.

Sharing the same root and origin, they blended like water and milk.

His body and instincts craved and absorbed this power frenziedly.

His reason resisted, but his origin rejoiced.

This feeling caused Di Jun immense pain.

"Elder brother, there's no need for this." Gu Yuan's comforting thought arrived timely, "This is my choice. If you truly regard me as your younger brother, do not disappoint my expectations."

"From today onward, you are the sovereign, I am the subject."

"Your will is my direction."

"..."

Di Jun fell silent.

His simple mind could not comprehend the devious, convoluted schemes behind his younger brother's actions.

He only saw a younger brother who, for his elder brother and the future grandeur of the demon clan, willingly sacrificed everything.

This affection was hotter than the true fire of the Sun Star.

This favor weighed heavier than Mount Buzhou.

He could not refuse, nor was he able to.

He could only watch helplessly as his origin, driven by that power, broke through shackles one after another, climbing steadily.

Great Luo Golden Immortal early stage... middle stage... late stage... peak!

Quasi-Sage!

Quasi-Sage early stage... middle stage... late stage...

Boom!

When the last trace of Gu Yuan's innate origin was completely poured into Di Jun's body.

Di Jun's cultivation steadily settled at... Quasi-Sage peak!

Just one step away, he could sever the good corpse to become a top expert among Quasi-Sages.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuan's aura had weakened to an unprecedented low point.

He felt like a pennyless wretch drained of all savings, leaving only an empty shell and a thread of divine soul from another universe.

However, he felt no panic at all.

He even felt a bit like laughing.

From this moment on, he was no longer the Donghuang Taiyi destined to perish together with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

He was merely an ordinary, weak and sickly younger brother behind Di Jun.

At that moment, the entire Sun Star suddenly trembled violently.

The golden sea that had nurtured them for countless eons began to boil.

The time of their emergence had arrived early.

Cry——!

A single, high-pitched, ringing cry, capable of tearing apart the nine heavens, echoed throughout the primordial wilderness.

A three-legged golden crow, so huge it defied description, rose up from the sun star.

He spread his wings, blotting out the sky and sun.

Golden divine fire rained from his wings, scorching the chaos with a sizzling sound.

His eyes were like two true suns, within which billions of stars cycled through birth and death.

The terrifying pressure of a peak half-sage, like a storm, instantly swept across the entire primordial world.

……

Above the nine heavens, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who was meditating with closed eyes in the Purple Cloud Palace, twitched his eyelids slightly, yet did not open his eyes; only the heavenly secrets turning at his fingertips sped up for an instant.

Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun slowly opened his eyes, gazing toward the sun star, his brow faintly furrowed.

"Those furred and horned, those born of moisture and egg, actually possess such fortune, to be born before our disciples."

His voice was plain, yet it carried an inherent lofty majesty.

Beside him, in the Grand Clarity Palace, Laozi kept his eyes tightly shut, as if meditating for eternity, the Taiji diagram beneath him slowly turning, indifferent to everything in the outside world.

Inside the Azure Wanderer Palace, the Sect Master of Teaching suddenly opened his eyes, a sword-light flashing in his gaze.

"Excellent! Excellent, a natural-born sovereign!"

Not only was he not displeased, he burst into laughter, his heroic spirit soaring to the heavens.

"When the calamity arises, having such heroes to stir the winds and clouds is the only way not to waste this splendid world!"

In the depths of the Blood Sea, the Old Ancestor of the Styx River lifted his head from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, his scarlet tongue licking his lips as he emitted a harsh, cackling laugh.

"Interesting, interesting, this world opened by Pangu is finally not so boring."

And upon the primordial earth, the region shrouded in endless killing qi.

Within the twelve towering temples that stood between heaven and earth, twelve awe-inspiring figures whose aura could freeze spacetime simultaneously opened their eyes.

"Demonic aura."

Zhurong, whose temper was the most explosive, had divine flames rising all around him, warping space, and he exclaimed, "What overbearing true solar fire! Is it those two featherless beasts that have been born?"

"Elder brother, that is mistaken."

Gonggong, surrounded by misty water vapor, let out a cold snort,

"Those two golden crows are formed from the left eye of the great god Pangu; they share the same origin as us and must not be insulted."

"Hmph, even if we share the same origin, what of it? Not cultivating Pangu's true form, not revering the father god, but instead learning from that Dao Ancestor, gathering the myriad clans, dreaming of dominating heaven and earth—such conduct is no different from that of a traitor."

Qiangliang, whose temper was equally explosive, had lightning flashing all around him.

Only Hou Tu, a hint of worry flickered in her compassionate eyes.

She gazed toward the sun star, then looked down at the vast land below, filled with slaughter and resentful spirits, and let out a soft sigh.

"The calamity, it's coming soon……"

As for the various disturbances in the outside world, the newly born Emperor Jun paid them no heed.

He felt the unprecedented power within him, capable of burning mountains and boiling seas with a single thought, and felt the supreme nobility of the innate gods flowing in his blood.

He is Emperor Jun, the sovereign of the sun star, a born ruler.

Yet at this moment, his heart held not a shred of joy at ruling the world.

His first reaction was not to rush out of the sun star to announce his arrival to the entire primordial wilderness.

Instead, he abruptly turned his head, his eyes blazing with golden flames, gazing downward at the golden primordial ocean that had grown somewhat dim.

There, a golden eggshell, much smaller and its light much weaker, floated alone.

The eggshell was even somewhat translucent, allowing a faint glimpse of a cluster of consciousness fire within, like a candle in the wind, that could be extinguished at any moment.

That was his younger brother.

For his own birth, he had wounded the primordial essence of his younger brother.