Chapter 110: The Immortal Court is Established, the Demon Emperor is Enraged

In the East Sea lies an immortal island named Penglai, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles.

On the island, immortal Qi swirls, clouds and mist shroud the land, and countless Spiritual Roots of heaven and earth grow there.

Looking from afar, one can see immortal cranes dancing, spiritual apes playing, rows upon rows of immortal pavilions and towers, and surging, billowing rays of rosy clouds and auspicious Qi.

At this moment, on the main island, the air is filled with the clamor of voices, the clinking of wine cups, and laughter and joy everywhere.

Dong Wanggong sits at the head of the table, looking at the group of Innate Sacreds before him, his eyes filled with joy.

Among them are many who are also Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, yet now they all respectfully address him as Dong Wanggong.

Feeling joyful in his heart, Dong Wanggong speaks to the Queen Mother of the West beside him: "Fortunate to have been appointed by the Dao Ancestor, we must properly lead the immortals and never let the Dao Ancestor down."

The Queen Mother of the West nods, though she is not as excited as Dong Wanggong.

Regarding being appointed as the Female Immortal Chief by the Dao Ancestor, although the Queen Mother of the West is very surprised, she has no interest in such things.

If not for Dong Wanggong's earnest invitation, she would have already returned to Kunlun Mountain to cultivate in seclusion.

Just at this moment, a booming voice comes from the crowd below.

"Immortal Lord Dong Wang! This Penglai Immortal Island is brimming with spiritual energy, and there are countless immortal friends here. Now that you have been granted the title of Head of Male Immortals by the Dao Ancestor, why not establish an Immortal Court here in the East Sea to govern all the immortals of heaven and earth?"

As soon as the words fall, the previously noisy environment instantly goes quiet, and in an instant, bursts of exclamations erupt.

"Not bad, not bad! The fellow Daoist's suggestion is excellent!"

"Good! If Di Jun and Taiyi can establish a Demon Court, we can also set up an Immortal Court."

"Appointed by the Dao Ancestor, only then is it orthodox; perhaps merit will descend, and luck will gather."

The more the crowd speaks, the more excited they become, their eyes filled with agitation.

Not only the original inhabitants of Penglai Immortal Island, but also the group of Innate Sacreds who came along are equally moved.

The Dao Ancestor preached in the Primordial World, and as the appointed Head of Male Immortals, who is more qualified than Dong Wanggong?

With the Dao Ancestor of Purple Heaven Palace as their backer, the immortals of the Primordial World will surely flock here.

By gathering the Heaven and Earth Luck, they will be the founding elders of the Immortal Court, and perhaps in the future, they will even have the fortune to see the Dao Ancestor.

For a time, the area below is filled with cheers.

A strange look flashes through the eyes of Dong Wanggong at the head of the table, but his face appears quite conflicted.

On the contrary, the Queen Mother of the West beside him, hearing that merit and luck might descend, finds her eyes brightening slightly.

The Dao Ancestor once said in Purple Heaven Palace that to become a Saint, there is the Slaying the Three Corpses method, as well as Merit Sanctification; the Queen Mother of the West naturally understands the importance of merit.

Watching the agitated crowd, Dong Wanggong hurriedly raises a hand to signal for silence, saying somewhat helplessly: "Di Jun and Taiyi established the Demon Court; if we establish an Immortal Court, I fear it may displease them, which is not my wish."

"Brother, that is where you are wrong!"

Pan Wang, who is waiting on the side, is immediately displeased and speaks up first: "Brother is the Head of Male Immortals appointed by the Dao Ancestor. What are Di Jun and Taiyi? How can they compare to Brother?"

"Indeed! Would Di Jun and Taiyi dare to defy the will of the Dao Ancestor?"

"Brother Daoist Dong Wang governs all immortals, and Di Jun and Taiyi are also among them."

Hearing this, the crowd below immediately shouts in agreement.

Although Di Jun and Taiyi are formidable and wield the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell, so what? The Dao Ancestor gave away several Innate Supreme Treasures in Purple Heaven Palace; what do those two Demon Emperors have to compare with that?

Seeing the scene before him, Pan Wang strides out and shouts loudly: "I ask Brother to establish the Immortal Court and govern all the immortals of heaven and earth!"

"Establish the Immortal Court and govern all the immortals of heaven and earth!"

Everyone around shouts loudly, their voices shaking the wilderness and echoing throughout the entire Penglai Immortal Island.

Standing up, Dong Wanggong is incredibly surprised; he did not expect his reputation to be so great, and perhaps he himself had underestimated the prestige of the Dao Ancestor.

Penglai is a famous immortal island in the East, and many living beings in the East Sea have already joined it.

When the Wu Clan ravaged the Primordial World, many Demons also fled here to avoid the chaos.

The entire Penglai Immortal Island, along with the many surrounding subsidiary islands, holds no small number of living beings.

Now with the addition of a group of Innate Sacreds, Penglai Immortal Island can be considered a major power in the Primordial World.

Excited in his heart, Dong Wanggong turns to look at the Queen Mother of the West beside him.

She is the Female Immortal Chief appointed by the Dao Ancestor, and the establishment of the Immortal Court cannot be done without her consent.

"Since it is the trend of the times, the Immortal Court shall be established!" Meeting Dong Wanggong's gaze, the Queen Mother of the West nods slightly.

She has no intention of participating in the struggles of the Primordial World, but no one can ignore merit and luck.

Hearing these words, Dong Wanggong is instantly overjoyed, though it does not show on his face.

Turning back, his gaze sweeps over Pan Wang and the other figures, and his expression becomes solemn.

"I, Dong Wanggong, am untalented, yet I was appointed Head of Male Immortals by the Dao Ancestor; every time I think of this, I am filled with trepidation.

Now the Primordial World is in chaos, and the myriad races are suffering; I must step forward to bring order to heaven and earth. Today, I establish the Immortal Court on Penglai Immortal Island, and I ask the Heavenly Dao to witness it!"

Dong Wanggong's resonant words echo on East Penglai Island and spread rapidly toward the East Sea.

Without the blessing of an Innate Supreme Treasure, Dong Wanggong's voice fails to reach the entire Primordial World, but it does cover the entire East Sea.

As soon as the words fall, the heaven and earth hum with a sound, and merit descends from the firmament, pouring down.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing the golden merit descend, Dong Wanggong heaves a heavy sigh of relief in his heart.

Pan Wang and the others in the venue cheer loudly.

The Dao Ancestor has merged his body with the Dao; now that heaven and earth have responded and merit has descended, this means the Immortal Court has the approval of the Dao Ancestor.

The few Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace who were feeling uneasy also cheer completely at this moment.

In the Primordial World, with the Dao Ancestor's approval, that is the absolute orthodoxy.

A large mass of golden merit descends, transforms into two portions, and merges into the bodies of Dong Wanggong and the Queen Mother of the West.

Almost in an instant, a powerful aura surges from Dong Wanggong, and then everyone sees a figure identical in appearance to him stride out.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!" The Daoist bows with both hands and offers loud congratulations to Dong Wanggong.

Looking at the Daoist before him who was exactly the same as himself, Dong Wanggong's face was filled with great joy.

Aided by the merit of heaven and earth, Dong Wanggong had severed his Self-Corpse. Arching his hands, he hurriedly replied, "You and I are originally one, why be so formal?"

Yet the expression overflowing on his face fully revealed the joy in Dong Wanggong's heart.

At the early stage of Quasi-Saint, borrowing the merit from establishing the Immortal Court, he had successfully broken through the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

After the third lecture at Purple Heaven Palace, only Laozi, the head of the Three Pure Ones, had severed a corpse on the spot, while many others remained at the Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak.

Among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, he had already reached the forefront.

The Daoist smiled slightly, said nothing more, and stepped forward, merging into Dong Wanggong's body.

At the same time, Dong Wanggong clearly felt that fortune between heaven and earth was gathering and enveloping him.

"Hahaha!" Dong Wanggong could not help but look up and laugh at the sky; merit was indeed the most precious thing between heaven and earth.

Beside him, the Queen Mother of the West also wore a look of joy; although the merit that descended was far less than Dong Wanggong's, she still gained a great deal.

The shocked crowd around them came to their senses, each and every one of them extremely excited.

Having received the Dao Ancestor's approval and the descent of so much merit, successfully severing a corpse was truly the mandate of heaven.

"Greetings, Immortal Emperor!" Pan Wang stepped out, his joy apparent! He had always been on good terms with Dong Wanggong and had joined Penglai Immortal Island early on. Now that the Immortal Court was established, he was the number three figure of the Immortal Court.

The many excited immortals of Penglai Island also stepped forward one by one to offer their congratulations.

"Greetings, Immortal Emperor!"

The sound shook the wilderness, Mysterious Yellow Qi descended from the Nine Heavens, and a dense golden dragon of fortune roared and bellowed in the sky before plunging into Penglai Immortal Island.

In almost an instant, all the Innate Sacreds present felt fortune gathering between heaven and earth.

In a flash, their minds became clear, and their path forward became even more distinct.

How could such tangible benefits not make everyone happy?

Amidst the earth-shattering noise, Dong Wanggong was in high spirits, his ambition boundless.

Sweeping his gaze over the crowd, he loudly commanded, "The Immortal Court is established, let us celebrate with all spirits of the East Sea!"

With the Ancestral Witch ravaging the Primordial World and the Demon Race at the height of their power, Dong Wanggong intended to watch the fire from the other side of the river first.

Although he had confidence in the Immortal Court, he still had reservations about the strength of the Ancestral Witch and Donghuang Taiyi, who held an Innate Supreme Treasure.

Penglai Immortal Island was far away in the East Sea, which was just enough time to integrate the forces of the East Sea.

As Dong Wanggong's words fell, a group of plant spirits was seen walking out, carrying various spiritual fruits and fine wines.

And on the distant sea surface, one figure after another flew over rapidly.

Huge figures broke out from under the sea; they were experts of the Dragon Clan, riding the clouds and mist, heading straight for Penglai Immortal Island.

Before long, the already bustling Immortal Island became even more clamorous and joyous.

In the Sun Palace of the Thirty-Three Heavens in the Primordial Starry Sky.

Di Jun listened to the report from Baize beside him, his eyes filled with doubt.

After returning from Purple Heaven Palace, the first thing he did was inquire about the situation of the Wu Clan.

But to his surprise, for these past few thousand years, the Ancestral Witch had made no moves and were all meditating in the Pangu Temple.

Di Jun frowned and asked again, "Is there anything strange about that stone man on Mount Buzhou?"

The matter of Fuxi could absolutely not be glossed over, and the many Demon Saints captured by Tian Yuan must also be rescued.

The third lecture at Purple Heaven Palace had already ended; it was time to find that stone man to settle the karma.

"I have not seen him leave Mount Buzhou!" Baize shook his head.

He had sent the Demon Race to Mount Buzhou, but the other party was elusive.

The might of Mount Buzhou was increasing day by day, and ordinary members of the Demon Race could not penetrate deep into it, so they had not discovered a single bit of information about Tian Yuan.

Just at this moment, a powerful fluctuation rose from the depths of the Sun Palace, and Di Jun stood up immediately.

Looking at the surging Great Sun Golden Flame in the distance, Di Jun shouted repeatedly, "Good, good, good!"

Taiyi, it was the aura of his second brother, Taiyi.

Having just returned to the Primordial World, Taiyi had actually broken through.

"The Eastern Emperor's might is unparalleled, truly a blessing for the Demon Court!" Baize arched his hands, his face also full of joy.

The Demon Master Kunpeng, waiting on the side, looked startled, his eyes showing joy but also a trace of gravity.

Under the gaze of several people, a domineering figure strode out from the depths of the Sun Palace, and Di Jun immediately stepped forward to meet him.

"Congratulations to my second brother for severing a corpse and entering the ranks of the Quasi-Saint!" Feeling the sharp fluctuations on Taiyi, Di Jun was very happy.

Upon hearing this, Taiyi also had a smile on his face, but he said softly, "Brother's cultivation must not fall behind either."

The two brothers were in charge of the Demon Court, but he had mostly been in meditation, while all the affairs of the Demon Court were handled by Di Jun.

Donghuang Taiyi believed that as long as Di Jun calmed his heart to practice, he would be able to break through in no time.

Di Jun laughed, and just as he was about to speak, his whole body shook, and he immediately turned to look in the direction of the East Sea.

Taiyi, who had been smiling, now had a cold gaze, with wisps of killing intent dissipating.

"A fine Dong Wanggong, he is truly seeking death!" Di Jun looked up at the top of the Demon Court, his face somewhat gloomy.

Just a moment ago, he had inexplicably felt that a portion of the Demon Court's fortune had been lost.

This was something that had never happened since they established the Demon Court.

After sensing it slightly, both of them knew what had happened in the East Sea.

They had been too lazy to care about Dong Wanggong being crowned the Head of Male Immortals, but now he actually dared to attempt to establish an Immortal Court.

"Brother, stay in the palace and meditate; I will go and return!" Donghuang Taiyi's eyes closed slightly, his words indifferent, as if he did not put Dong Wanggong in his eyes at all.

Having broken into the ranks of the Quasi-Saint, the power of the Chaos Bell had greatly increased!

"Very well!" Di Jun pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

With Taiyi's breakthrough, he, who led the Demon Court, also had to sever a corpse as soon as possible.

(End of chapter)