Chapter 7: Tempering bloodlines on Mount Buzhou, the two Emperors descend upon Kunpeng

The facts were as Kunpeng expected. He used his only magic treasure, the Kunpeng Palace (which is the Demon Master Palace, but it wasn't called that yet), to block Tai Yi's Chaos Bell for two breaths. But these two breaths were enough. After the Chaos Bell was blocked, Kunpeng appeared in the spot where Tai Yi had just been standing in the next second.

After Kunpeng's figure appeared, a water column shooting into the sky suddenly appeared on Beiming; that was caused by Tai Yi falling.

"Presumptuous, bold!" The five Demon Sages saw this scene and immediately took out their weapons and roared at Kunpeng, and were about to rush up.

"Stop!" At this time, Tai Yi flew over. His clothes were a bit messy at this time, and his hair was also a bit messy.

Although he wasn't injured by the blow just now, he had lost face, so his face was terribly gloomy at this time.

"We will meet again." Tai Yi looked at Kunpeng coldly and then took his men away.

He couldn't do the thing of surrounding and attacking, at least the current Eastern Emperor couldn't do it.

On the other side, Di Jun, after paying the status of the Wa Emperor and the Xi Emperor and the control of the Demon Race and 40% of the Demon Race's fortune, finally tied Nüwa and Fuxi to the chariot of the Demon Race.

When Nüwa and Fuxi agreed to join the Demon Race, Di Jun shook his whole body, because he felt the surge of the Demon Race's fortune, a fountain-like surge, which made an uncontrollable excitement appear on Di Jun's face.

"After Tai Yi returns from Beiming, this Emperor will announce it to the Primordial World and congratulate the Wa Emperor and the Xi Emperor." Di Jun bowed to Nüwa and said.

"Good!" Nüwa nodded.

Just when the Demon Race's fortune surged, a fluctuation suddenly occurred in a space on the top of Mount Buzhou, and then a faint aura that could not be detected radiated from this fluctuation.

After this fluctuation appeared, Hongjun far away in the Zixiao Palace opened his eyes, and then a smile flashed in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes to comprehend the Heavenly Dao.

Tang Valley, when Tai Yi returned, Di Jun's brow furrowed, because he found that Tai Yi's face was a bit gloomy. He knew that something must have gone wrong on Kunpeng's side.

"Kunpeng didn't agree?" Di Jun asked.

"Right, I even fought him, but I didn't gain any advantage." Tai Yi nodded.

"Let's not worry about Kunpeng for now, I have already contacted Nüwa and Fuxi." Di Jun told Tai Yi.

Then he stated the conditions given to Nüwa and Fuxi. After hearing this, Tai Yi's brow furrowed.

"Don't look at the immediate interests. Nüwa will become a Saint in the future, and then our Demon Race will have a Saint." Di Jun said with a smile.

Afterward, Di Jun took the primordial spirit origin of the existing Demon Race to Mount Buzhou and found Nüwa. Since it was agreed that the control of the Demon Race would be handed over to Nüwa, Di Jun would not break his promise.

After Nüwa saw these primordial spirit origins, she used the gourd obtained on Mount Buzhou to refine a Demon-Summoning Banner. Afterward, she threw those primordial spirit origins into the Demon-Summoning Banner. From then on, she controlled the fate of the entire Demon Race.

On the other side, Pan Huang and the twelve Ancestral Witches were still climbing Mount Buzhou. In these hundred years, they had only just climbed from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain. The higher they went, the greater the pressure. Their Wu Clan was known for their physical bodies, and it took them a hundred years to reach the middle of the mountain. If it were anyone else, they would have probably exploded and died long ago.

At this time, the Ancestral Witches finally had a vague understanding of the strength of Father God Pangu, which made them admire Father God Pangu even more.

"Let's stop here for now, we probably can't bear it any higher up." Dijiang said to everyone, panting.

The others nodded quickly. At this time, their faces were flushed, their auras were flickering, and they couldn't speak at all. Pan Huang was the same, and even worse than the others, after all, his strength was there.

"In the novels of my past life, those who climbed to the top of the mountain in a hundred or even five hundred years were probably bragging. This is too difficult," Pan Huang complained in his heart.

But the benefits were real. He had already felt that the fragment of his true form began to fuse with the Pangu bloodline. Once the true form fragment was completely fused into the Pangu bloodline, Pan Huang estimated that he might be able to transform into the Pangu Axe at that time. Although it was not the original Pangu Axe, it could still have one ten-thousandth of the power of the original Pangu Axe, and if he forged himself, it was not impossible to reach one-thousandth of the power of the original.

After coming down from Mount Buzhou, the Ancestral Witches began to go into seclusion. When climbing Mount Buzhou, their bloodlines were well-tempered under Pangu's pressure, which allowed their strength to break through to the Da Luo Golden Immortal, and they were late-stage Da Luo Golden Immortals, directly skipping the early and middle stages, and there was no floating at all. They were now in seclusion to consolidate their cultivation and bloodline power.

"The era of great contention has begun. Hongjun, Heavenly Dao, your layout has begun, and I am also preparing to make a move. Are you ready?" Pan Huang muttered to himself.

Mount Buzhou, after Nüwa successfully refined the Demon-Summoning Banner, Di Jun told Nüwa about Kunpeng's situation.

"Although Kunpeng couldn't keep the prayer mat, the fact that he could sit on it shows his ability. This Emperor thinks he should be pulled into the Demon Race."

"But he is not willing. Forcing him to be tied to the Demon Race might cause trouble after a long time." Fuxi expressed his opinion.

"Xi Emperor, if it were in the past, this Emperor might still be worried, but now this Emperor has 100% confidence to subdue Kunpeng." Di Jun said with a smile.

"Demon-Summoning Banner!" Nüwa said lightly.

"Exactly!"

"Here you go, this Daoist is waiting for the Demon Emperor's good news." Nüwa handed the Demon-Summoning Banner to Di Jun.

"Good!" Di Jun said spiritedly.

On this day, the movement of the battle in Beiming spread throughout the entire Primordial World. It is said that the battle even affected the North Sea.

After the battle, Kunpeng announced that he had joined the Demon Race, and Di Jun treated him with the position of Demon Master.

At the same time, Di Jun also announced to the Primordial World that Nüwa and Fuxi had joined the Demon Race, titled Wa Emperor and Xi Emperor. For a time, others who were still hesitating immediately took action.

Currently, Di Jun and Tai Yi's dojo is in Tang Valley, so those who want to join the Demon Race began to move to the East Sea, preparing to join the Demon Race to obtain protection.

"Hahahaha, good! Congratulations to the Wa Emperor, congratulations to the Xi Emperor, congratulations to the Demon Master, our Demon Race is about to rise." Tang Valley, Di Jun held a wine glass and said to Nüwa, Fuxi, and Kunpeng.

"Congratulations to the Demon Emperor, the Demon Race has finally grown." Fuxi said with a smile.

Just when Di Jun and the others were celebrating, the Pangu Hall was also very lively at this time, because the children of the Wu Clan were born one after another.

The first to be born were the Great Witches that Pan Huang knew well.

"Great Witch Xingtian, greetings to the Ancestral Witches!"

"Great Witch Dayi, greetings to the Ancestral Witches!"

"Great Witch Kuafu, greetings to the Ancestral Witches!"

"Great Witch Xiangliu, greetings to the Ancestral Witches!"

"Great Witch Fengbo, greetings to the Ancestral Witches!"

"Great Witch Yushi, greetings to the Ancestral Witches!"

"Great Witch Chiyou, greetings to the Ancestral Witches!"

"Jiu Feng greets all older brothers!"

"Eh, why did I hear a discordant voice!" Pan Huang listened to the suddenly appearing voice and looked over suspiciously. He saw the woman named Jiu Feng standing with Qiangliang.

"Hehe, this is my sister. I added a wisp of true spirit at the beginning, and then Jiu Feng was conceived," Qiangliang said with a smile.

"Hahaha, good, although she is not an Ancestral Witch, she is stronger than a Great Witch. Not bad, we recognize this sister," Zhurong said with a smile.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 8 =====