Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 20: The Standoff Between the Two Emperors
Three hundred years.

In the grand scheme of things, it was but a fleeting moment.

When the auspicious day set by Emperor Jun arrived, the entire prehistoric world took notice.

On this day, the Heavenly Gate, which was originally shrouded in endless chaotic energy, suddenly burst open above the Thirty-Three Heavens!

A radiant golden light burst forth from the gate, illuminating the entire world.

Auspicious clouds and countless auspicious wisps illuminated the entire sky, making it appear magnificent and splendid.

Celestial music filled the air, and heavenly flowers rained down.

Countless demon soldiers clad in golden armor stood in rows on either side of the Heavenly Gate.

It was solemn and imposing, with an aura that soared to the heavens.

Even more beautiful were the demon fairies, holding fragrant flowers and precious fruits.

They dance gracefully above the clouds, welcoming guests from all directions.

Today is the wedding day of the Demon Emperor, and also the moment when the Demon Heavenly Court officially displays its supreme majesty and hegemonic status to the entire prehistoric world!
From the moment the Heavenly Gate opened.

Streams of light from all corners of the primordial world converged on this place in an endless stream.

"The Ancestor of the Northern Sea Kunpeng has arrived!"

Accompanied by the loud chanting of the welcoming demon official, a colossal Kun, blotting out the sky and carrying endless waters of the Northern Sea, broke through the sea of ​​clouds and transformed into a Taoist priest in black robes with a sinister face before the Heavenly Gate.

It was the Kunpeng of the Northern Sea.

"Lord of the Blood Sea, Ancestor Styx, has arrived!"

A crimson rainbow ripped across the sky, its malevolent aura soaring to the heavens.

Above the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, the Styx Ancestor remained expressionless, with the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords behind him exuding a chilling aura of killing intent.

"The Great Immortal Zhenyuan has arrived at Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain!"

Auspicious cloud drifted in, and Zhen Yuanzi, holding a whisk, exuded an air of Taoist immortality, with a faint glow appearing behind his head, displaying the demeanor of an ancient great power.

……

These are powerful beings who, with a single stomp of their feet, could cause a tremor in the entire primordial world.

Today, they appeared one after another, like a swarm of carp crossing a river.

They may have come to offer their congratulations sincerely, or they may have come with ulterior motives to observe.

Regardless, given the current formidable prestige of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, almost no one was absent.

After all, except for the witch clan who disrespect heaven and earth.

At this moment, no one dared to openly defy the Demon Emperor who was about to marry the Moon Goddess and gain boundless merit.

Amidst the radiance of these Great Luo Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saints, the light of their emanations shone forth.

An inconspicuous figure, whose aura was extremely concealed.

They also quietly mingled among them and arrived outside the Heavenly Gate.

It was Ma Yuan who had come to attend the ceremony alone.

"Golden Immortal rogue cultivator, Ma Yuan from Skull Mountain, has arrived!"

After inspecting Ma Yuan's gifts, the demon official in charge of receiving him simply gave a perfunctory greeting and then assigned a minor demon to lead him into the Heavenly Court.

In this situation where Great Luo Immortals are everywhere and Quasi-Saints also exist, it is a rare occurrence.

As a mere Golden Immortal, he naturally failed to attract anyone's attention.

This was exactly what Ma Yuan wanted to do.

His purpose in coming here was simply to watch the show quietly.

Stepping through the Heavenly Gate, the scene before him stirred even the usually calm and collected Ma Yuan.

As far as the eye can see, there are endless magnificent palaces and celestial halls.

Each building is adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, shimmering with light and color, exuding a rich, innate spiritual energy.

Jade steps, gold tiles, exotic flowers carpeting the ground, and a sacred spring forming the pool.

Its luxury and grandeur far surpassed that of his simple Skull Mountain and White Bone Cave.

Countless demons and immortals traversed among them.

Whether patrolling or serving.

The entire Heavenly Court was in an orderly yet vibrant atmosphere.

"What a magnificent Heavenly Court of the Demon Race! It truly is a top-tier blessed land and grotto-heaven in the primordial world, a place that has seized the very essence of creation."

Ma Yuan secretly praised him.

He was led by a little demon and placed in a very secluded seat on the far side.

This place is full of rogue Golden Immortals like him, or representatives of small forces. They don't even have the right to sit at the same table as those truly powerful beings.

Ma Yuan didn't care at all.

He sat at the table, but his gaze swept across the crowd, discreetly observing the legendary figures seated in the most prominent, front-row seats.

On the eastern seat, three streams of pure energy surrounded the area, their aura as deep and profound as the sea.

It was the true lineage of Pangu, the Three Pure Ones.

Laozi, the Supreme Lord of the Primordial Beginning, sat in stillness, his eyes slightly closed, as if unconcerned with worldly affairs. Yuanshi Tianzun, on the other hand, wore a dignified expression, exuding authority without anger, as he surveyed the surroundings, seemingly scrutinizing something.

Only the Master of the Heavenly Sect had the most carefree expression.

He sipped the fine wine served at the banquet, occasionally exchanging a few words with his elder brother beside him, appearing quite bold and unrestrained.

The Western seats, on the other hand, will be reserved for the two future Buddhist saints.

The guide's face was filled with suffering, as if all the suffering of all living beings in the world was on his shoulders.

Zhunti Daoist, on the other hand, had a smile on his face, his eyes darting around as he constantly scrutinized every powerful figure present, as well as the rare and precious treasures of extraordinary quality, seemingly plotting something.

Looking at these five future Heavenly Saints, Ma Yuan was filled with emotion.

These people are the true players who will dominate the primordial chess game in the future.

Just as he was observing in secret, a loud greeting, loud enough to silence the entire audience, came from outside the Heavenly Gate once again!
"The Lord of the Celestial Court of Zifu Continent in the East Sea, the Eastern King Duke, has arrived!"

In an instant, all sounds at the entire Heavenly Banquet vanished.

Countless gazes turned towards the direction of the Heavenly Gate.

His eyes were filled with shock, surprise, and amusement at the prospect of a good show.

Dongwanggong!
He actually came too?!
As everyone expected.

As the biggest rival of the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, the Eastern King Duke should either be furious in Zifu Continent or be joining forces with other forces to disrupt the Heavenly Marriage.

No one expected it.

He actually dared to come alone to this den of dragons and tigers, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan!
All that could be seen was outside the Heavenly Gate.

The Eastern King Duke wore a purple imperial robe, a flat-topped crown, and carried a dragon-headed cane.

Under the complex gazes of the demon soldiers, he strode in with a dragon-like gait and his head held high.

His face showed no fear whatsoever, but rather was filled with arrogance and confidence.

His aura as the head of the male immortals, personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor, was fully revealed!
He ignored the strange looks around him and walked straight to the center of the hall.

His gaze was fixed on the Demon Emperor Di Jun, who sat high on the imperial throne.

"boom!"

Two completely different, yet equally domineering auras collided violently in mid-air!

The Eastern King Duke was the first wisp of primordial pure yang energy to take form in the world.

Its aura is extremely yang and vigorous, full of the creative power to generate all things.

Di Jun was the three-legged golden crow of the Sun Star in human form.

Its aura is also extremely yang and strong, but it is filled with the domineering aura of an emperor who burns everything and reigns supreme over the world!
Two kinds of supreme yang energy, which share the same origin but are completely different, formed the most intense confrontation at this moment.

"Huh! You're so brave!"

Beside the imperial throne, Donghuang Taiyi, who had remained silent until now, suddenly unleashed a terrifying killing intent in his eyes.

He took a step forward, and the phantom of the Chaos Bell appeared above his head.

A terrifying pressure, powerful enough to suppress the primordial world, was about to crush towards Dongwanggong!

In his opinion.

This action by the Eastern King Duke is tantamount to challenging the majesty of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court in front of the entire prehistoric world!

However, just as Taiichi was about to make his move...

Emperor Jun, who sat high on the throne, slowly raised his hand to stop him.

"Taiyi, you must not be rude."

Di Jun's voice was calm, yet filled with supreme authority.

He looked down at the Eastern King Duke and a hint of approval appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, it is truly an honor for me to be present at my Heavenly Wedding. Guards, prepare a seat! Set up a seat for Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong next to the Three Pure Ones!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

To everyone's surprise, Di Jun not only did not get angry, but also treated the Eastern King Duke with such high courtesy!

This is not just a seat, it's a gesture!
He, Di Jun, as the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan, displayed the magnanimity of a king who embraced the world when facing a lone opponent who came to provoke him!
You, Dongwanggong, have the audacity to enter my Heavenly Court alone. I, Dijun, have the magnanimity to stand on equal footing with you!

Although Taiyi was unwilling, he could only snort coldly and withdraw his momentum after his elder brother spoke.

When Dongwanggong saw Dijun's reaction, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his arrogance.

He laughed heartily and, without any ceremony, walked straight to sit down next to Sanqing.

From a distant corner, Ma Yuan witnessed the entire scene and couldn't help but secretly applaud.

Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!

It seems that this Dongwanggong was not the arrogant and incompetent fool that later generations had described.

Daring to face the two demon emperors alone, this courage and spirit is enough to crush 99% of the cultivators in the prehistoric world!

In this confrontation between the two emperors, the Eastern King Duke was in no way inferior in terms of demeanor.

Unfortunately, his opponent was the Demon Emperor Di Jun, who possessed the fortune of the Zhou Dynasty and had Taiyi as his assistant.

But in any case, today's drama was truly spectacular.

(End of this chapter)