Chapter 168: Zhunti Extorts the Demon Court

Within the Thirty-Three Heavens of the Demon Court, inside the Sun Palace.

Di Jun, Taiyi, and the others had ashen complexions, their faces filled with anger.

It was supposed to be a foolproof plan; the Zhou Tian Star Formation had suppressed Mount Buzhou, and the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell, had also breached that space.

They had already surged into the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, on the verge of rescuing the ten Crown Princes and Xihe.

Who would have thought that the might of Mount Buzhou would surge, and Tian Yuan would break through, actually being able to command the Mount Buzhou of that space.

This sudden, drastic change had already made them furious, but who knew that Nuwa would prove the Dao to Hunyuan.

Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal—this was the realm they yearned for above all else.

The two brothers had always walked at the forefront of the many Innate Sacreds, yet now they had been surpassed by Nuwa.

That rolling might of Heaven and Earth was still vivid in their minds, leaving them in a daze.

Who could have known that before they could recover from the shock of Nuwa's breakthrough, Jieyin and Zhunti would actually become Saints together.

Among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, these two fellows were the most disdainful, yet now they had arrived before them.

Although the way the two became Saints still made Di Jun and Taiyi feel deep contempt, it did not prevent their strength from surging.

That rolling Saintly might, in their view, was not much different from Nuwa's.

Of course, it was thanks to the existence of the Western Two Sages that they were not captured by Nuwa. But for so many transcendent existences to appear in the world in the blink of an eye was absolutely detrimental to the ruling status of the Demon Court.

One Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain was already troublesome enough; now there was Nuwa, and the Western Two Sages. Di Jun and Taiyi were furious in their hearts.

This expedition to Mount Buzhou had not solved the problem of Tian Yuan, but instead had given rise to even more complications.

In the gloomy palace, it was Kunpeng who spoke first: "Demon Emperor, can we also establish a sect to obtain the merit of Heaven and Earth?"

Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti had all taken that step; Kunpeng was truly terrified that Hongyun would break through as well.

That fellow had already obtained an Innate Supreme Treasure; if he were to advance further, he was worried the other party would vent his anger on him.

Now, regarding the karma in Purple Heaven Palace and that Hongmeng Purple Qi, Kunpeng no longer had any thoughts.

Being overly obsessed with things one could not change would only bring about one's own destruction.

If he were not already bound to the Demon Court, he would have wanted to flee directly to Beiming and no longer participate in the affairs of the Primordial World.

The Wu Clan was already finished; in the future, the great enemy of the Demon Court would be the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain.

That Tian Yuan was powerful, and Nuwa had become a Saint. Unless the Demon Court also had a Saint, they would simply be unable to contend.

The Zhou Tian Star Formation and the Hunyuan Heluo Array were remarkable, but they both required a vast number of living beings to drive them.

Yet, in the face of that vast Saintly might, ordinary living beings simply could not resist.

A single glance from them could make all living things fearful; it was a terror from the depths of the soul.

Di Jun and Taiyi kept their faces dark and did not reply.

What "establishing a sect"? When they established the Demon Court, they had not proclaimed it to Heaven and Earth in such a manner, yet they had only gathered the luck of Heaven and Earth.

They had already founded the Demon Court; what other sect could they establish?

Moreover, the two felt in their hearts that the becoming of Saints by Jieyin and Zhunti was not as simple as it seemed.

Seeing that he was ignored, Kunpeng was not angry; he could understand the mood of the two Demon Emperors.

Twice they had campaigned against Mount Buzhou, and both times they had returned in a panic; it was indeed a massive blow to the Demon Court.

More importantly, with so many uncertain factors arising in the Primordial World, the future of the Demon Court would likely be even more difficult.

No one spoke again, and the entire Sun Palace was deathly silent.

Just at this moment, Saintly might rolled in from the horizon, and the few in the palace hurriedly looked up.

They saw a figure striding through the Primordial Starry Sky, arriving outside the Sun Palace in the blink of an eye, treating the entire Demon Court as if it were nothing.

Feeling the terrifying might rushing toward them, Di Jun and Taiyi stood up instantly, their eyes filled with anger.

Zhunti—the one who had arrived was none other than Zhunti, one of the Western Two Sages.

This was the Sun Palace, the most sacred place of the Demon Court; no one could enter without the permission of the two Demon Emperors, yet Zhunti had walked in brazenly.

With Zhunti's intent, the Hunyuan Heluo Array could not stop him at all.

Compared to the anger of the two Demon Emperors, Baize, Kunpeng, and Changxi were filled with worry.

A Heavenly Dao Saint—even a mere wisp of leaked aura was something they could not resist; it was simply too powerful.

Di Jun and Taiyi did not move, their gazes meeting as many thoughts raced through their minds. They had already offended the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain; the Demon Court could not afford to offend the Western Two Sages as well.

Sweeping his gaze over the angry and shocked group, Zhunti smiled lightly: "I am, after all, a Saint of Heaven and Earth; are you all intending to slight me?"

His calm words were accompanied by a flash of vast Saintly might, causing everyone present to tremble involuntarily.

Di Jun and Taiyi had ugly expressions, and they spat out words through gritted teeth: "Greetings, Saint Zhunti!"

They had the gathered luck of the Demon Court and were not greatly affected, nor did they fear what Zhunti could do to them, but the others could not withstand it, and the Demon Court could not afford to make more enemies.

What did unwillingness or anger matter? The Primordial World had always been one where the strong were respected.

Below, Baize and the others felt relieved of a burden and hurriedly bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Saint Zhunti!"

That aura had been fleeting, but the palpitations from their Primordial Spirits were still difficult to calm.

Zhunti nodded, very satisfied with their reactions.

Although he had suffered some losses at the hands of Nuwa, in the eyes of other living beings, he was a high and lofty Heavenly Dao Saint.

Earlier, how arrogant were Di Jun and Taiyi? Yet now, they still had to bow and offer greetings in low voices.

"During the Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth, Saints are not to intervene; you have no need to worry!" As he spoke, Zhunti looked at the two Demon Emperors with burning eyes.

These leisurely words, heard by the crowd, left all the members of the Demon Court feeling confused.

Whether a Saint intervened or not was not for Zhunti to decide, but at least for now, Zhunti had stated his attitude, and he had even come specifically to inform them.

However, given the other party's arrogant posture, Di Jun did not believe Zhunti was so kind-hearted.

One must bow when under the eaves; Di Jun said in a deep voice: "If the Saint has something to say, just speak plainly!"

Zhunti flicked his sleeves, sighed lightly, and said with a look of helplessness: "I worry for the world and have made forty-eight great vows to repair the Western Spiritual Veins, but unfortunately, my hands are a bit tight."

"Just now, my senior brother and I helped you block Senior Sister Nuwa; the two Demon Emperors should assist us a little."

Although they had attained the status of Saint, the two brothers had paid a great price, and even he found it difficult to ignore the karma involved.

At the head of the hall, Di Jun's face twitched slightly, a flash of anger passing deep within his eyes, while Taiyi beside him kept his eyes half-closed.

They had clearly made the great vows themselves, yet they actually wanted them to share the burden.

As for Baize and the others below, they all lowered their heads, not daring to show any reaction at all.

With many thoughts racing through his mind, Di Jun looked at Baize in the hall: "Baize!"

The other party was powerful, and what Zhunti said was not false; he could not refuse.

The Western Two Sages were already famous for being shameless; if he did not agree, he feared this fellow would cause trouble.

"Lord Demon Emperor!" Baize cupped his hands and stepped forward.

"You go handle it!" Di Jun ordered indifferently, his face devoid of any expression.

The Demon Court unified the Primordial World, and with so many Spiritual Roots and spiritual fruits, there was naturally a tiered management system; Baize knew what to do.

"Yes!"

Baize said nothing more and turned to walk out of the hall.

Zhunti's expression was relaxed, and ignoring Di Jun and Taiyi, he turned and followed Baize.

In the blink of an eye, the Sun Palace became deathly quiet once more, with only the sound of heavy breathing remaining.

An enraged Di Jun ordered Kunpeng: "Demon Master, fully activate the entire Demon Court Array; no living being is permitted to trespass into the Thirty-Three Heavens!"

Whether the Hunyuan Heluo Array could block a Saint was one thing, but at least they would have some awareness of it.

Kunpeng said nothing more, respectfully acknowledged the order, and withdrew.

"Brother, if we do not enter the Hunyuan realm, I fear there will be no place for our Demon Court in this world!" Taiyi withdrew his gaze, his expression solemn.

If Zhunti dared to come the first time, there would be a second.

They did not care about a few spiritual items, but it damaged the prestige of the Demon Court.

"Seclusion! We shall not emerge until we have attained Proving the Dao to Hunyuan!" Di Jun's low voice came, his eyes filled with determination.

As dignified Demon Emperors, when had they ever been so wretched?

The few people in the hall looked at each other, said no more, and all vanished from the scene.

(End of this chapter)