Chapter 1059: Ten Thousand Years of Time

Time drifted by, and ten thousand years flowed past.

Ten thousand years is a very long time, yet in the Primordial World, it seems not long at all.

Of the nine great legions that set out back then, three have now completed their missions; the Dragon Realm, Phoenix Realm, and Qilin Realm have been conquered, and the wealth accumulated by the three clans over countless years has been plundered clean.

The members of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans living within them have all been scattered and forcibly relocated to various corners of the Primordial World.

In this way, the three clans no longer pose a threat.

The conquest of the Four Seas was not smooth, because in the depths of the ocean, there were actually savage beasts left over from the ancient Primordial era.

However, it was only somewhat difficult; what Great Shang lacks least is powerhouses.

The conquest of the Outer Starry Sky, on the other hand, went very smoothly.

For one, the Demon Race was already fragmented, and for another, they had no decent powerhouses—not even a single Great Luo.

Facing the Great Shang army, they had no choice but to flee.

As for the Witch God Realm.

The fighting remains brutal, but the war is nearing its end.

The number of the Wu Clan dwindles with every battle, while Great Shang can continuously replenish its strength.

How could they compare?

Ye Fan, the Ruthless Empress, Wu Shi, and the others from the Zhetian World are all honing themselves in the Witch God Realm, and by now, they have basically all cultivated to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm; this speed of cultivation is not slow.

……

Tianwai Hun-dun.

Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti all opened their eyes at the same time, a sharp light flashing within their pupils.

"The ten-thousand-year deadline has arrived!"

They clenched their fists in secret; they had waited a long time and finally reached this day.

Ever since they gained consciousness, they only now realized that ten thousand years could be so long.

"Let us go; we shall go to rendezvous with Houtu."

Yuanshi Tianzun stood up first; he could no longer wait.

Laozi and the other two nodded.

……

Wuzu Heaven.

Facing the invitation from Laozi and the others, Houtu had no way to refuse.

Di Qi was exterminating the Wu Clan; she could not remain indifferent.

Even if the Wu Clan were evil, they were still her Wu Clan, all of them her kin.

Houtu said in a deep voice: "The ten-thousand-year deadline has arrived. Now, you should tell me the plan. Di Qi is not so easy to deal with; perhaps in these ten thousand years, his cultivation has greatly advanced. If there is not enough certainty, I will not participate."

Hearing this, the hearts of Laozi and the other three tightened for no reason.

Because they suddenly realized they had overlooked one factor.

That was the progress of Di Qi.

Although Great Shang still has Nuwa and an unknown Saint, they certainly would not appear rashly when dealing with Di Qi this time, but would instead find a way to separate Di Qi from Nuwa and the others.

Only in this way could they minimize the uncertain factors.

But now that Houtu had said this, they realized they had ignored Di Qi's progress.

Ten thousand years is truly very short for them.

In fact, in the million-plus years since they became Saints, their own cultivation has not progressed much; logically, Yin Qi should not have progressed much in ten thousand years either.

But clearly, Di Qi cannot be viewed with ordinary eyes.

Calculating it, he is not even fifty thousand years old.

Ten thousand years is not short.

However, the arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Laozi smiled faintly: "Houtu, you also know that the further one cultivates, the harder it is to progress. This poor Daoist does not deny that Di Qi has more talent than any of us.

But no matter how brilliant he is, he cannot completely ignore the laws of nature.

Ten thousand years ago, he was already very strong.

If he had made great progress over these ten thousand years, would he not be catching up to the Dao Ancestor?"

Jieyin Daoren chimed in: "Indeed. Your Wu Clan also practices Body Refining; you should know that physical cultivation is inherently difficult, and even more so after Di Qi became a Saint. Even if there is progress, I imagine it is not great."

Houtu nodded.

Her original physical body had turned into reincarnation, but after condensing a new body, she still followed the path of Body Refining.

Yet even now, she has still not achieved a Fleshly Body Saint.

From this, one can see the difficulty of Body Refining. Laozi continued: "As for the plan, I must mention one person here, and that is the Demon Lord Luohou."

"Demon Ancestor Luohou!"

Houtu exclaimed, blurting out: "He has also been resurrected?"

"Indeed, he has been resurrected, and he is about to become a Saint..."

Laozi nodded and explained the plan.

In truth, their plan is also very simple: first, Luohou will condense the Demon World to become a Saint, trapping the Great Shang army attacking the Witch God Realm, luring Di Qi to intervene, and then they will raise the Hunyuan Heaven-Sealing Array to trap Di Qi.

Finally, they will combine the power of seven Saints to seal and trap Di Qi.

Or even kill him.

Of course, to prevent Nuwa and the unknown Saint from acting together, Luohou will come forward to contact Di Qi, using the Great Shang army as hostages to negotiate with Di Qi, thereby causing Di Qi to lower his guard.

As the saying goes, righteousness and the demonic cannot coexist.

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As a Saint of the Mysterious Gate, Yin Qi likely would not have imagined that they would dare to cooperate with Luo Hou.

Houtu's expression was solemn; after a long while, she slowly nodded, looked up, and asked, "You are not unaware of the enmity between the Demon Ancestor and the Dao Ancestor. If the Dao Ancestor comes to hold us accountable later, what shall we do?"

The expressions of Laozi and the other three all sank; this was also a problem they had been avoiding.

After a long time, Yuanshi Tianzun said coldly, "Righteous and demonic cannot coexist. Once we have sealed or killed Di Qi, we will suddenly strike and behead Luo Hou, then go to Zixiao Palace to carry Jing and ask for punishment.

This poor Daoist does not believe the Dao Ancestor would seal us for this matter.

At worst, it would just be confinement for a period of time."

Laozi, Jieyin, and Zhunti nodded; they also felt this was acceptable.

"Good!"

Upon hearing this, Houtu finally nodded.

Luo Hou was too dangerous; it was naturally best that Laozi and the others had a plan to deal with him.

As for Luo Hou plotting against them.

Houtu was not worried.

After all, Luo Hou was only one person, and he had only just become a Saint; how could he possibly be a match for the six of them?

……

Inner Heaven and Earth.

Ten thousand years in the Primordial World is one hundred million years in the Inner Heaven and Earth.

After one hundred million years of bitter cultivation, Yin Qi finally completely refined the Opening Heaven Axe, and his Law realm also reached the peak of the Trunk Realm.

He was still a hair's breadth away from the Root Realm.

This was also within his expectations.

If completely refining the Opening Heaven Axe were enough to attain the Great Dao, then Pangu would not have chosen to open the Heaven back then.

He guessed that Hongjun should also be at this realm.

Although Hongjun's Creation Jade Butterfly was shattered, who knew if Hongjun had restored it.

Moreover, Hongjun had been Joining the Dao for millions of years; with the help of the Heavenly Dao, his Law cultivation must have advanced by leaps and bounds.

But no matter how much it advanced, the peak of the Trunk Realm must be the limit.

After all, if Hongjun had attained the Great Dao, he would have long since transcended the Heavenly Dao.

In other words, Hongjun was at most equal to him in strength, and it was even possible that he had surpassed him.

Thinking of this, Yin Qi felt completely relaxed.

Since coming to the Fengshen World, his nerves had been tightly strung; first he had to fight the various Saints, then he had to guard against Hongjun, and now he could finally set his mind completely at ease.

As for the Root Realm, which is the Great Dao realm, he knew it would certainly not be easy to achieve.

How brilliant and talented was Pangu back then, yet he was still forced to take the risk of opening the Heaven, ultimately dying and his Dao dissipating with regret.

However, with the Luck Altar, he would certainly be able to surpass Pangu.

Because even now, he was already able to challenge the Heavenly Dao, yet he was still unable to refine or even probe the bottom of the Luck Altar.

In his eyes, the Luck Altar remained profound and unfathomable.

This supreme treasure was definitely of the Great Dao level.

Yin Qi's mind sank deep into his consciousness and discovered that the Purple Gold Luck on the Luck Altar had actually surged to one hundred and twenty thousand zhang.

This was an unprecedented height.

As the Yin Shang army swept across the Primordial World, the luck he obtained would naturally surge as well.

"It is time to perform a Calculation of the Strange World!" (End of this chapter)