Chapter 342

Di Jun was very angry, Di Jun was very furious.

Even though anyone can tell, this anger and fury is largely feigned; most of it is just an act.

Nether River Demon Ancestor

Eastern Great Emperor

Hongjun

【These Heavenly Court bastards… Damn, are they really coming after me?】

Asura Sect

【These years, with great difficulty I've scraped together some funds to raise troops, preliminarily formed a legion, and confirmed the core war concept to consolidate fighting spirit… I haven't even had a chance to show a few moves, and these bastards have already set their sights on me?!】

the Demon Race

the Wu Clan

Isn't it just to make a bit of extra money in the great calamity, to stir up my own little business while cooperating with Donghua Emperor, and to prepare to get a tiny share from the possible victory of humanity?

Isn't it just being jealous of Hongjun's authority, and jealous of the seat beneath Di Jun?

the Great Dao

Who could know how much painstaking effort he has put into this!

Because considering that the gun barrel isn't hard, he can't even get hard in his mouth.

Primordial Slaughter

The finest, most skilled warriors in slaughter often only need the simplest assembly-line work.

Every Asura, at birth, masters 108,000 killing techniques; with slight growth they easily enter the gate of the Great Dao of Slaughter and Destruction; in terms of offensive power, they are nearly invincible among peers.

Check: we kept numbers. Good.

Moreover, to prevent others from subverting this invincible slaughtering army from the ideological standpoint.

Therefore, Ming River painstakingly compiled the canon of the Asura Sect, arguing the ultimate truth of slaughter—"Born to kill, that is the way of the Dao."

Need to keep the dash and quotes. Use English quotes.

Slaughter is blameless; it is merely a means to return to the origin, for the universe's cycle and survival!

Using doctrine, they forged a line of defense in the hearts of the Asura, truly creating a mighty force impregnable in both body and spirit.

Although this strength, too much of it comes from external forces.

It is not natural awakening, then elevation through awakening; it is purely the administrator altering the code in the backend.

Compared to the perfect human race expected by Nüwa, the gap cannot be measured by reason.

—The perfect human race, because it perceives worldly affairs, under proper guidance cultivates noble character, possesses the greatest spiritual fortitude, various sacrifices and dedications, the responsibility and burden of the awakened strong, thus walks the path to become stronger, elevating life, ultimately gaining the qualification and vigor to lead the era's elevation forward.

Such a human race is perfect, flawless, and strong from inner self‑awakening.

Of course.

This bragging is so huge, it's not easy to realize… that cow is still floating in the heavens, hasn't been able to come down to earth.

Still, only with the Wu Clan's luxurious lineup assisting as a premise.

The path of the idealists is truly too hard to walk.

Ming River had a clear idea in his mind; he knew he couldn't muster such a massive workforce to follow him.

But this Demon Ancestor pondered.

—This era, it seems, isn't exactly a good era either!

—The theme, it seems, is to compare who's worse?

—If it weren't for bad money driving out good, why would the human race's path be so hard?

—I also don't need any painstaking ideological construction; success or failure is still uncertain, so I'll just take authority and pull a sneaky move—wouldn't that be nice?

Warfare is deceitful tactics.

Slaughter, for the sake of victory, naturally need not concern itself with any rules, nor does it matter whether it is honorable and upright.

Just win!

Whitewashing, beautifying, correcting mistakes—those can be discussed after we win.

Precisely for that reason.

The combined system of the Asura clan and the Asura Sect was born in the hands of Ming River Demon Ancestor.

Acting as both mother and father, managing birth and education.

Over these years, Ming River Demon Ancestor has raised the Asura clan from infancy, letting them be born and grow, and shaping their worldview.

With great difficulty, they have become somewhat of a force.

But—

"Defective Heavenly Court!"

"Unscrupulous Demon Race!"

"They actually framed this Demon Ancestor, trying to ruin my painstaking work?"

Unconsciously, Ming River Demon Ancestor rested his hand on his waist, his gaze gloomy.

There, two longswords glimmering with bloody light expounded the supreme mystery of the Great Dao of Slaughter.

Origin Slaughter!

Unintermittent!

Armed with lethal weapons, killing intent arises spontaneously.

What's more, these two divine swords are the chief treasures in the Honghuang cosmos' slaughter system.

Ming River Demon Ancestor has already made preparations to emulate the Donghua Emperor… if things go awry, then let's cause a big ruckus!

"You Heavenly Court, you never managed to press down that Donghua fellow… now that you've come to me, where does your confidence come from?" Ming River pondered, "No matter how you say it, I'm still a bit stronger than Donghua."

In such contemplation, Ming River's gaze was fearless, he confronted Di Jun, not showing the slightest timidity.

Regarding this, Di Jun could naturally also sense it.

However, since he would target Minghe and carry out certain suppression and restrictions, how could he have no means?

He had already prepared a draft in his mind.

He saw the Yao Emperor's countenance stern and cruel, his tone heavy, expressing emotion over the so-called "Rahu remnants' resurgence" information reported by the Bai Ze Yao Marshal, beginning with past eras, he expounded how that Rahu Devil Ancestor once rampaged between heaven and earth, how many lives perished at his hands, all beings in misery.

"Recalling the past, Rahu forged the Dao from the resentment of three thousand demon gods, evil to the extreme, scheming plots inciting the great split of the innate divinities, mutual slaughter……then turning to the open, slaughter without number, making the common folk wail……"

Afterwards, Di Jun shifted his tone, then recounted one after another brave and resolute, virtuous and lofty righteous individuals, who, to oppose that great devil calamity, went forward one after another to sacrifice, finally finally subduing it.

"Fortunately there came a heaven-sent Holy Emperor, and also the Dao Ancestor emerged……blah blah……"

After saying all this, Di Jun wore a deep expression, his voice heavy beyond addition.

"This period of past years, we need to remember, engrave it into the deepest part of our hearts."

"Constantly use it to remind oneself, strengthen the sense of crisis, understand that true evil's arrival fundamentally lacks any humanity, only bringing destruction……this is the heaviest lesson that countless predecessors gave to later generations with their own lives and flesh, do you all agree?"

All the gods nodded.

That goes without saying.

Even if many ancient Daluo beings present clearly understand, Rahu's pot……the Devil Ancestor's significance largely lies in being used as a glove.

But.

The reason Rahu was originally born actually included the forging and nurturing of a sense of crisis for the entire Honghuang world.

In that past great devil calamity, truly examining it……aside from the bigwigs settling scores with opponents, it also let humanity and common folk waver between life and death, paying a deeply memorable tuition.

The weight of that tuition, even if the common folk later had their spacetime reversed and revived, would still be remembered a lifetime, even passed down by word of mouth, chanted through countless ages.

As long as the Devil Ancestor's legend does not fade, letting countless later generations hear it and grow up, they will naturally develop a worldview of vigilance and precaution.

Occasionally another devil calamity event comes, and the effect surges even more.

As the saying goes, adversity strengthens the nation, worry breeds wisdom, when peril arises ambition sharpens, when sorrow deepens thought deepens, thus turning misfortune into blessing.

Honghuang is too strong, also no sign of any powerful foreign invasion.

Moreover, with a unified Heavenly Court looming high, everything is neatly handled.

Like when it rains, the Heavenly Court naturally summons the Dragon Clan, giving you however many points you need.

Living therein, all beings were happy for a time.

But in the eyes of the top titans, it inevitably appears lax.

What is needed is a stirring stick to create some disasters, letting common folk reflect, have sufficient sense of crisis, always remain active and upward, becoming the driving force of world progress.

Of course, some things can be done but not spoken.

Clearly it is the bigwigs' arrangement, but for the sake of maintaining a glorious image, they all tacitly understand.

It is simply making Rahu suffer, stubbornly taking the blame, and even movingly shouting loudly, "I am this evil demon!"

Even in the present situation.

The gods are very tacit; all bad deeds are done by Rahu, they "were forced" to pay a tuition, therefore they must constantly be on guard against Rahu's resurgence.

"Therefore, this matter is of great importance, we must thoroughly investigate to the end, cannot let Rahu's ashes reignite."

Di Jun spoke faintly, "He wants to build an army, skilled in destruction and killing, absolutely not allowed!"

"Especially, that plan described……is to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Wu Clan!"

"Such a massive force, what is it intended to do?"

"Or whether one day they will suddenly rise up and cause great harm to the Wu and Yao clans, cutting off their foundations?"

"Fellow Daoist Gonggong, what do you think?"

He looked toward the not-far Gonggong.

This Ancestral Wu's eyes turned, silent for a long time.

After a while.

Only then did he slowly speak, "Indeed, this is not a small matter, it needs to be handled solemnly."

At this moment.

Gonggong stood with Di Jun on the same stance.

This also means that the two top hegemonic clans, Wu and Yao, have temporarily cooperated on this issue!

Minghe's complexion changed.

Indeed.

Simply for the Heavenly Court to suppress him is not easy.

Moreover, with the Wu Clan also draining his energy, it becomes even harder.

But now?

Di Jun has won over the Wu Clan, not dragging them back, but rather also cooperating?

Minghe Devil Ancestor suddenly felt a chill down his back.

The two great powers that blanket all of Honghuang, jointly targeting a regional faction……isn't that gangster-like?

At this moment, Minghe Devil Ancestor fiercely gritted his teeth at that "Demon Lord Niu Kui".

"This guy, spouting nonsense about materials……what quantity equals the Wu Clan, same-level combat power not much different……this is just putting eye drops on me in the Wu Clan's turf!"

"Although I think and do this correctly……but you writing it out makes you wrong!"

Although Minghe guessed, the things Niu Kui wrote, behind the scenes someone else is likely directing, eighty percent it's that guy on stage who keeps beeping, the Yao Emperor.

Yet there is still some resentment, making the Kui Niu Yao God feel scalp tingling, unconsciously shrinking his form.

On another side, the discussion continues.

"Where is the army assembled by Rahu's remnants?" Gonggong's face solemn, "Speak up, we will join forces to exterminate him."

"If ashes reignite, then let's scatter the ashes."

"I'm sorry." The Bai Ze Yao Marshal apologetically said, "Perhaps it's because our intelligence department's information-gathering ability is too poor; no matter how we try, we cannot locate where this army is specifically hiding, let alone a roster."

However, some obscure information does point (to something), and it still exists.

The barracks lie in the Sea of Blood, extremely adept at slaughter, and vast in scale.

Báizé listed them one by one.

This Yao Marshal is quite interesting.

He, meanwhile, listed adjectives one by one; no matter how you look at it, they exactly match all the traits of the Asura clan.

But he never explicitly named it as the Asura clan.

It left the Hell River Demon Ancestor unable even to meet the conditions for a rebuttal.

——We never said it was the Asura clan, brother; why are you getting so worked up?

Hell River could only stay silent, muttering to himself.

"Strange tone… pointing at mulberry while cursing the locust… insinuating…"

"Like that…" Gong Gong's eyes shifted, "Daoist friend Báizé, you are resourceful; do you have any specific suspect?"

"To be honest, I do have a suspect." Báizé said with a smile, "But I can't just speak recklessly… First, there's no evidence, and it's impossible to topple the suspect; second, if I guess wrong, it would let good people suffer and also let Rahu's remnants hide deeper."

"Yao Marshal Báizé truly understands the situation." Di Jun praised, "Indeed, that's the principle… Regarding Rahu's remnants, we certainly want to exterminate them, but we also cannot wrong even a single good person."

"However, the disaster once brought by the Rahu Demon Ancestor is still vivid before our eyes; this problem must ultimately be resolved."

"I don't know if anyone here has any good suggestions?"

The Yao Emperor looked around.

The whole venue fell silent.

Under the Hell River Demon Ancestor's chilling killing intent, few would dare to speak up.

However, Di Jun didn't care either.

He merely needed a pretext.

"Sigh… Since nobody has a good plan, why not listen to me and adopt a compromise?" Di Jun smiled, "Just make do."

"Please, Your Majesty, instruct us." The comic Yao deity rose and said.

"I have heard Báizé's report." Di Jun said leisurely, "The reason this demonic army can become a threat is partly due to numbers, partly due to quality."

"Only when both are present can they bring a huge impact to today's Honghuang."

"Quality is easy to talk about; we have no shortage of powerful races in heaven and earth, with strong individual combat power."

"But the Heavenly Dao values balance; aside from the Wu Clan, which directly follows Pangu's procedure as an exception, the other races, when high in quality, are low in number."

"Therefore, Rahu's remnants will become a serious threat."

"Precisely because their numbers are sufficient, they have become a well-organized killing army."

"With perfect cover protection added, we cannot even ascertain who they are, let alone launch a punitive expedition."

"If that's the case…"

Di Jun burst into laughter.

"Then, why don't we all sign a treaty agreement, namely the 'Treaty on Non‑Proliferation of Organized War Legions'?"

"Any force that possesses a legitimate war legion shall not transfer power to forces unqualified to possess one; meanwhile, forces unqualified to uphold Honghuang's rules shall not research, accept, or seek to create war legions, and any already prepared or formed war legions shall be downsized and placed under the joint supervision of the Heavenly Court, representing the Heavenly Dao, and the Wu Clan, representing Pangu."

"Those who violate the above treaty… shall be deemed remnants of Rahu!"

"At the very least, they are accomplices! Ambitious ones!"

"Daoist friend Gong Gong, what do you think?" Di Jun asked with a smile.

"Excellent!" Gong Gong clapped his hands, also laughing loudly.

"Clatter!" Hell River suddenly rose, overturning the table before him.

He trembled with anger, pointing his finger nonstop.

"Rascal…"

"Two great rascals!"

(End of chapter)