Chapter 137: Only sages can preserve themselves? The importance of the Primordial Purple Qi!

「That Purpleheaven Divine Thunder, will it really fall? 」

Chen Ku looked solemnly at the sight of heavenly thunder gathering across the sky, and couldn't help but mutter to himself in a low voice.

Questioning the wrath of the Heavenly Dao?!

If others heard this, they would surely think Chen Ku is mad.

One must know, in legend, once the Heavenly Dao's divine thunder descends, it means annihilation.

However, Chen Ku knew full well.

Will the Demon Race thus be annihilated by the Heavenly Dao?

No!

Not to mention annihilation, even severely injuring the Demon Race is unlikely.

After all, this race bears the "important mission" of being the protagonist of the Great Calamity.

If its strength were greatly weakened, how could it fight the Wu Clan? And how could the Great Calamity be brought to completion?

Therefore, in Chen Ku's view, although the Purpleheaven Divine Thunder has manifested, it is unlikely to actually fall.

In the arena!

The Demon Race members also gazed up at the divine thunder above their heads with doubtful uncertainty.

They clearly sensed that within the Purpleheaven Divine Thunder emanated an aura that made one's hair stand on end and caused chills.

"Hmph, Dong Wanggong's skill is inferior to others; his death and disappearance of the Dao is only natural."

"Why does the Heavenly Dao punish our Demon Race lineage?"

"Exactly, he merely bears the title of foremost male immortal, yet his ability is lacking; who else can be blamed?"

The Demon Race beings couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

Instead, they unreasonably supported their own Eastern Emperor.

"Victors become kings, losers become bandits; the weak are prey to the strong—this has always been the case."

Dong Wanggong's death cannot be blamed on others.

Therefore, the Demon Race beings feel somewhat resentful, unwilling to be punished by the Heavenly Dao.

Di Jun also appeared beside Taiyi, speaking lowly with some regret:

"Ah, Taiyi, you are really too impulsive."

"Although Dong Wanggong is now dead, he has provoked the descent of the Purpleheaven Divine Thunder."

"What should we do?"

In Di Jun's words, there is inevitably a sense of resentment.

He is not only worried that the myriad beings of the Demon Race will be affected by the divine thunder and suffer heavy harm,

more importantly, Di Jun and Taiyi are blood brothers, and he also worries for Taiyi's safety.

Upon hearing this, Taiyi coldly glanced at the mighty spectacle of the Purpleheaven Divine Thunder.

"That Dong Wanggong was killed by me alone."

"The wrath of the Heavenly Dao I will bear myself; it has nothing to do with the Demon Race beings!"

These words are both a response to Di Jun and a communication with the Heavenly Dao.

However, as Taiyi's words left his mouth,

In the vastness of the Demon Race, there seemed to be a profound and ineffable aura that permeated out and fell into the boundless void.

Under the influence of that aura, the originally violent and chaotic Purpleheaven Divine Thunder strangely subsided.

In the end, it even silently dissipated above the nine heavens.

All beings looked bewildered!

This... this is over?

All said and done, the so-called wrath of the Heavenly Dao turned out to be merely a warning to the Demon Race, not an actual punishment?!

Di Jun secretly let out a long breath; his previous worries vanished, replaced by great joy.

"Haha, the divine thunder also retreated."

"It seems the so-called mandate of heaven passing is merely Dong Wanggong's fantasy."

"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Di Jun openly displayed his delight, laughing as he said:

At this moment, among heaven and earth, countless great powers also had their expressions shift, thinking of many things.

"The sage has not appeared, and the thunder is no more."

"It seems the words of Dao Ancestor Hongjun from the beginning were every word true."

"Minor trends can change, major trends cannot be altered, and sages only emerge for major trends."

"In other words, from now on, sages will truly no longer concern themselves with the life and death of us beings."

"Even if a top-tier great power from antiquity dies, it still does not count as a major trend."

The great powers spoke in unison, sighing thus, their expressions complex.

In Mount Kunlun!

The death of Dong Wanggong also left the Three Pure Ones unsettled.

"Even top-tier great powers face the threat of demise."

"It seems we must accelerate our comprehension of the Dao even further, to attain sainthood as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, bearing the Primordial Purple Qi would instead become a disaster."

Laozi spoke in a deep voice.

As his words fell, Yuanshi and Tongtian couldn't help but turn grim.

They understood Laozi's meaning.

In an era when sages do not appear, the situation between heaven and earth will become even more complex.

"Strength is supreme" — these four words will inevitably be displayed even more thoroughly.

Even someone as mighty as Dong Wanggong, a top ancient powerhouse, has suffered death of body and extinction of dao.

One could say that only those who have truly entered the sage realm possess an infallible ability to protect themselves.

This point, the Three Pure Ones can think of it, and naturally all beings will think of it as well.

Therefore, those few who hold the primordial purple qi in their hands have, faintly, already become the target of everyone's attacks.

"What the elder brother says is correct!"

"This battle has already ended; we ought to collect our minds and continue contemplating the Dao."

Yuanshi nodded and spoke in agreement.

And the last Tongtian, meanwhile, remained silent, appearing deep in thought.

The Three Pure Ones once again entered seclusion to contemplate the Dao.

Kunlun Mountain also thereby regained its ancient tranquility and harmony.

Just as the Three Pure Ones had thought.

At this moment, countless powerhouses between heaven and earth already had their thoughts turning.

Especially the three thousand guests who were once in the Purple Xiao Palace.

They had indeed personally witnessed the Primordial Dao Ancestor bestowing the primordial purple qi.

"Hmph, the Three Pure Ones, Nüwa, and even Jieyin and Zhunti — perhaps we cannot afford to provoke them."

"But besides that, there is also the Red Cloud Old Ancestor?"

"If we could snatch the primordial purple qi from his hand, wouldn't that be......"

Kunpeng, Minghe, and other mighty beings all simultaneously came up with this idea.

The might of the Three Pure Ones and Nüwa is beyond doubt, and has long been acknowledged by all beings.

To be their enemy is no different than seeking one's own death!

As for Jieyin and Zhunti, their strength, having been demonstrated in the previous great battle against the Xiating, is plain for all to see, leaving all beings astonished.

Therefore, no need to say more; in the minds of all beings, the strength of Jieyin and Zhunti is already on the same level as that of the Three Pure Ones and others.

Moreover, Chen Ku, a disciple of Jieyin, is likewise not to be underestimated.

After all considerations, mighty beings like Kunpeng can only set their sights on the Red Cloud Old Ancestor as their final target.

He is neither a disciple of the Dao Ancestor nor possesses the formidable strength of the Three Pure Ones and the like.

On the contrary, it might be possible to seize the primordial purple qi from his hand.

However, such scheming and calculation at present remains merely scheming, with no mighty one taking immediate action.

Meanwhile, on Penglai Xiandao.

Di Jun and Taiyi also perceived the changes in the thoughts of all beings.

"Hmph, that primordial purple qi — we too must get our hands on it."

Di Jun said in a low voice, extremely resolute.

Today, it appears that Dong Wanggong has fallen, the Xiating has been overturned, and the Demon Race has won a complete victory.

But who can guarantee that today's Xiating will not become tomorrow's Demon Race?

Therefore, Di Jun also firmly believes that only by himself also possessing the primordial purple qi can the Demon Race remain prosperous for eternity.

At his side, Taiyi neither agreed nor disagreed, but glanced at the scenery of Penglai Island.

"For now, we should first attend to the aftermath of this battle; that is most important."

Upon hearing this, Di Jun also reacted.

His gaze suddenly turned cold, icy to the bone.

Although Dong Wanggong has died in body, there remain many Xiating beings on Penglai Island.

Di Jun hesitated not at all.

"Kill!"

"Let no Xiating person be spared!"

Such ruthless and decisive words made all beings involuntarily smirk inwardly.

And as Di Jun issued his command, the beings of the Demon Race responded in a great uprising.

A bloodbath without any suspense thus began on Penglai Xiandao.