Chapter 1042: You Are Nothing But a Child

As the saying goes, when one carries a sharp weapon, the desire to kill arises of its own accord.

As the upper echelons of the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty, they understood their own strength too well; naturally, they were not satisfied with just the Primordial Continent and the Underworld. Whether it was the Immortal World, the Outer Starry Sky, or even the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, all were their targets.

They hoped that the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty could truly unify the Primordial World and become the sole hegemon.

The Demon Race's large-scale invasion of the Immortal World was precisely the right moment for Great Shang to strike.

Yin Qi smiled slightly. He naturally understood everyone's thoughts and said, "Meals must be eaten one bite at a time, and tasks must be done one step at a time. Whether it is controlling the Immortal World or sending troops to the Outer Starry Sky, there is no rush."

"Haotian will beg us to continue sending reinforcements."

"Appearing too eager will only be counterproductive and do more harm than good."

Haotian was both his ally and his father-in-law.

There were some things he could not do too obviously, lest he invite criticism.

"Great King, what do you mean by that?"

Wen Zhong asked curiously.

Everyone else also wore expressions of curiosity.

Yin Qi explained, "Do not forget, everyone, that besides the Demon Race, there are also the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin. The Primordial Continent has the Forbidden Air Array, and with the Wu Clan determined to have it, given their current strength, it is impossible for them to attack us, nor can they compete with the Wu Clan. Thus, their only target is the Immortal World."

Wen Zhong's eyes lit up: "The Great King means that the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin will also attack the Immortal World next? That is indeed possible. Although the Anti-Shang Alliance is led by the Saints, the Saints' true bodies are not in the Primordial World, so they have no binding power over the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin."

Huang Feiwu followed up by saying, "The combined strength of the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin is even greater than that of the Demon Race. When that time comes, the Heavenly Court will have no choice but to seek our aid. As long as our Great Shang soldiers enter the Immortal World in large numbers and drag it out long enough, the Immortal World will eventually become a de facto vassal of our Great Shang."

"The Great King is wise!"

Shang Rong and the others bowed one after another, their expressions stirred.

Occupying the Immortal World did not necessarily mean destroying the Heavenly Court; it was enough for the Heavenly Court to become a vassal of Great Shang.

Just like the Underworld; the Underworld was still managed by the Underworld.

But as a vassal of Great Shang, all major matters of the Underworld were subject to the Cabinet, which was no different from occupying it with troops directly.

The next day.

The Great Shang Celestial Dynasty held a ceremony to sacrifice to Heaven.

Yin Qi handed the military tally to Huang Feihu and sent off an army of one hundred billion to march.

It was also at this ceremony that he brought out one Peak Quasi-Saint Level Puppet and six ordinary Quasi-Saint Level Puppets.

This act shocked the Primordial World!

"Heavens, a Peak Quasi-Saint Level Puppet! How on earth did this Yin Qi refine it?"

"The Underworld has five Quasi-Saint Level Puppets, plus these seven here, that makes twelve Quasi-Saint Level Puppets! Is Di Qi's foundation truly unfathomable?"

"Eh, what is going on? Why would Di Qi rather expose these puppets than send the Three Sovereigns and the others out?"

"The Demon Race is attacking the Heavenly Court, and the Wu Clan is likely to attack the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty as well. The eleven Ancestral Witches are all equivalent to Peak Quasi-Saints; Di Qi must be guarding against the Wu Clan."

Chaos Beyond the Heavens.

Yuqing Heaven.

Yuanshi Tianzun's expression was cold, and a chilling light flashed in his eyes.

He was both angry that the Demon Race had ignored his orders to attack the Heavenly Court, and shocked and furious that Yin Qi could produce seven Quasi-Saint Level Puppets at once, one of which was a Peak Quasi-Saint.

A Peak Quasi-Saint Level Puppet would certainly be no less powerful than him in combat.

If the Pangu Banner were still in his hands, a mere Peak Quasi-Saint Level Puppet would naturally be nothing to worry about.

But without the Pangu Banner, it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

More importantly, since Yin Qi had brought out a Peak Quasi-Saint Level one.

A Peak Quasi-Saint Level puppet conveyed too much information, because according to conventional logic, refining a Peak Quasi-Saint Level puppet required at least Saint-level cultivation.

Did this mean that Yin Qi had become a Saint, or that there were other Saints behind Yin Qi?

Yin Qi becoming a Saint was unlikely. Most likely, there were other Saints behind Yin Qi.

It certainly wasn't Nuwa, because Nuwa was not skilled in Artifact Refining; even he, the Saint most skilled in Artifact Refining in the Primordial World, could not refine a Peak Quasi-Saint Level puppet.

Could it be that in the Primordial World, besides the Saints, there were other Saints?

"Even if there are other Saints, so what?"

Yuanshi Tianzun said coldly to himself: "Let there be chaos, let there be chaos. When my true body returns to the Primordial World, I want to see what kind of monsters and demons are standing behind this Di Qi."

Not only Yuanshi Tianzun, but the other Saints were also startled, shocked and angered by Yin Qi's foundation.

Haotian and Yaochi Jinmu did not know whether to be happy or worried.

To be happy was naturally to be happy that their ally was powerful.

To be worried was likewise to be worried that their ally was powerful.

But whether happy or worried, they were powerless now, and had no heart to worry, because the Demon Race army had already arrived at the Sanshisan Tianwai.

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The great war was on the verge of breaking out.

Dragon Realm.

Ancestral Dragon Hall.

Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shi Qilin, the three giants, gathered.

Zulong said excitedly: "The two of you, the Demon Race has already attacked the Heavenly Court. Let us secretly mobilize our troops and make our arrangements. When the Demon Race and the Heavenly Court are fighting in full swing, we will strike in one fell swoop."

Yuanfeng nodded: "That is as it should be. However, we cannot be careless. This person Di Qi is too mysterious, and his hidden cards seem endless. Once we send troops to the Immortal World, he will certainly not sit idly by."

Shi Qilin chuckled: "Di Qi is strong and has many contingencies. But what he faces is the Wu Clan. Even if Houtu is absent, as long as the twelve Ancestral Witches are gathered, they can set up the Du Tian Shensha Array. If Yin Qi wants to withstand the Wu Clan's offensive, he will likely have to exhaust all his means; how could he still have the energy to rescue the Immortal World?"

Zulong nodded and said: "My opinion is the same. The Demon Race has already dispatched troops, and the Wu Clan is likely not far behind. In this Great Calamity, we shall fight our way back to the Primordial Continent just as we once retreated from it."

………

Beyond the Sanshisan Tianwai, at the edge of the Outer Starry Sky.

The three hundred billion-strong army of the Demon Race and the three hundred billion-strong allied forces of the Heavenly Court and Yin Shang were arrayed along a front spanning millions of miles.

Banners fluttered, and baleful energy soared to the heavens.

Deep within the Demon Race, a dragon chariot pulled by nine Divine Dragons traversed the Xukong Sword Sword Sword; beneath a nine-colored canopy, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi stood side by side.

Moving alongside the nine-dragon chariot was a nine-phoenix chariot, pulled by nine Phoenixes.

Xihe, graceful and luxurious, sat upon it.

On the nine-dragon chariot, Di Jun stood with his hands behind his back, his imperial might vast, as if he were the master of Heaven and Earth.

His gaze was like a torch, and he said loudly: "Haotian, you are but a mere boy, yet the lack of heroes in the age allowed you to usurp the position of Heavenly Emperor for two hundred thousand years. Now that I, the poor Daoist, have returned through rebirth, if you voluntarily withdraw from the Immortal World, out of respect for the Dao Ancestor, I will not make things difficult for you."

Above the allied forces of the Heavenly Court and Yin Shang.

A Heavenly Palace floated.

Haotian, Yaochi Jinmu, and Huang Feiwu stood side by side.

Upon hearing Di Jun's words, a look of shame and anger flashed in Haotian's eyes, and he said sternly: "Di Jun, you are but a feathered beast; how dare you speak such grand words before me?

A creature born of eggs and moisture, having merely obtained a fraction of the fortune of Heaven and Earth, you truly think yourself invincible?

The wheels of history roll forward; since you have already exited the stage of history, it means the Demon Race is not fit to rule.

You have managed to resurrect with great difficulty, yet instead of hiding in the depths of the Starry Sky to eke out a living, you come to attack my Heavenly Court, vainly attempting to dominate the Honghuang.

To be so ignorant of Heaven's mandate and unaware of Heaven's number.

In the end, you will inevitably face death and the dissipation of your Dao once more." (End of chapter)