Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

The demon master Kunpeng hovered in mid-air, his originally gloomy eyes now wide open like copper bells.

His gaze was fixed on Di Jun, the twin-tailed boy who was making a heart shape with his hands, winking, and even calling out "Ciallo."

His brain, which was clearly capable of reaching the peak of Quasi-Saint level, suddenly shut down at this moment.

Countless question marks flashed wildly before my eyes.

"What the hell is this?! What the hell is this thing?!"

"This supremely powerful and masculine imperial aura is undoubtedly His Majesty!"

"But why... why is His Majesty like this?!"

Kunpeng felt that his worldview was undergoing a magnitude 10 earthquake.

He glanced again at the woman next to him wearing a pink lace dress and white stockings.

Cihang Daoren looked ashamed and indignant, yet had no choice but to maintain his transformation pose.

"This is clearly a direct disciple of the Primordial Sage, a dignified Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, a seven-foot-tall man, why is he dressed so flamboyantly?"

"But she actually does have some good looks, with delicate features... wait, no!"

Kunpeng shuddered and quickly banished the dangerous thought from his mind.

Then, even more terrifying thoughts arose in my mind.

"That's not right. Is this Dharma image His Majesty's aura, or was it summoned by a disciple personally taught by a sage?"

"This emperor himself possesses such a flamboyant style, and His Majesty is just as...strange. Could it be that His Majesty truly has some peculiar fetish in private?"

"Could this be His Majesty's true identity, which he has been hiding all along: cross-dressing, a loli, and twin tails?"

Thinking of this, Kunpeng felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.

Knowing this earth-shattering secret, can I still survive?

"No, we have to keep a backup plan!"

Kunpeng is an old coin, and its reaction is extremely fast.

Without making a sound, he took out a top-quality image-recording stone and slightly activated his magic.

He recorded the entire scene that shocked the demons before his eyes.

After doing all this, he took a deep breath and looked at the tens of thousands of demon soldiers and generals behind him who were already dumbfounded.

He let out a heart-wrenching roar.

"run!!!"

"Run! Run!!!"

boom!

Kunpeng transformed directly into the true form of Dapeng, spread its wings, and soared ninety thousand miles into the sky, leading the way in the escape.

As he ran, he unleashed his Quasi-Saint Great Divine Power.

A terrifying divine sense swept across the consciousness of all the demons behind him in an instant.

"Forget it all, forget it all!"

"You didn't see or hear anything just now!"

Kunpeng breathed a slight sigh of relief after forcibly erasing this memory from all his subordinates.

"If His Majesty finds out I know his secret, it would be worse than death!"

"And it's this kind of weird fetish!"

……

Watching the demon army retreat like a tide, they didn't even dare to utter a harsh word.

Grand Master Xuandu and the Medicine Master stood there, dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time.

"Refunded...refunded?"

"You're just withdrawing like that?"

Xuan Du felt like he was dreaming; this was a Quasi-Saint Kunpeng!

At this moment, Zhao Gongming approached with a smile.

With one arm around Xuan Du's neck and the other around the apothecary's shoulder, he said with a smug look on his face.

"How about it? I told you this magic weapon was amazing, didn't I?"

"The summoning of powerful projections is random; I was just saying it offhand."

"I never expected this! There really is some inexplicable bond between Senior Brother Cihang and Senior Dijun!"

"It seems the rumors are true; there's a little princess inside every tough guy."

Xuan Du's lips twitched as he watched him maintain his transformation pose.

Cihang, whose eyes had rolled back and was about to faint, couldn't help but complain.

"Junior brother... this is clearly a pervert, isn't it?"

"This isn't a bond, it's a karmic entanglement!"

The Taoist priest also covered his eyes with his hands, peeking out through his fingers while muttering incantations.

"I can't look! I can't look!"

"This is so indecent, so utterly indecent!"

"This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous!"

"But... those twin tails are really cute."

Zhao Gongming, however, didn't care and pointed at the slowly dissipating Di Jun Jiang, showing off wildly.

"Oh dear, you guys don't know how to appreciate it!"

"Look at the power of this magical artifact! It can summon projections of powerful beings at your disposal; it's absolutely incredibly strong!"

"Look at that oppressive aura, look at that presence, look at that short skirt... no, ignore those unimportant things!"

"In short, this is the level of conceptual value!"

Xuandu silently pointed at Cihang.

"Junior Brother Gongming, Junior Brother Cihang is practically fainting from exhaustion, and you call this useless?"

Meanwhile, in the human tribe below...

The three leaders of the human race were Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi.

Seeing that eye-watering scene in the sky, I was completely dumbfounded.

After a long while, the fire in Suirenshi's hand dimmed a bit, and he sighed helplessly, his eyes filled with despair.

"this……"

"If I were saved by this person..."

"It seems...wouldn't be better to join the Demon Court?"

"What a monstrous thing this is!"

"If our human race is going to have to wear these kinds of skirts in the future... we might as well be wiped out!"

……

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Demon Court.

Demon Master Kunpeng returned to the Demon Master Palace still shaken, before he could even take a sip of water to calm his nerves.

Then, a fierce argument could be heard coming from the Sun God Palace not far away.

"Di Jun, explain yourself clearly!"

"What was that aura from the lower realm just now?"

"That's your primal essence, there's no mistake!"

"Do you have a child out of wedlock, or are you keeping someone else behind my back?"

Xihe Niangniang's voice was filled with anger and grievance.

This was followed by Di Jun's helpless explanation.

"Madam, I'm innocent!"

"I've been in the palace reviewing memorials the whole time; I haven't gone anywhere else!"

"What 'lower realm aura'? Someone must be impersonating me! You have to believe me!"

"I don't believe you! I won't listen! Get out of here! Don't even think about entering my bedchamber tonight!"

boom!

With a loud bang, His Majesty the Demon Emperor was thrown out, pillow and all, and the door was tightly shut.

Di Jun stood at the door, clutching a pillow, his face full of helplessness and bitterness.

"What kind of mess is this...?"

"Sitting at home, trouble falls from the sky."

"Which bastard is imitating my aura in the mortal realm? Don't let me catch you!"

Di Jun sighed, preparing to find a place to spend the night.

Looking up, he happened to see the demon master Kunpeng lurking and peeking around not far away.

Di Jun's eyes lit up.

"Huh? A demon master?"

A thought suddenly popped into Di Jun's mind.

"This demon master Kunpeng, although he joined the demon court, has always been half-hearted and disloyal to me."

"Now that I've been kicked out, the night is long and I can't sleep."

"Why not take this opportunity to chat with the demon master, cultivate a relationship, and win people's hearts?"

Thinking of this, Di Jun immediately put on a warm smile and strode over.

"Demon Master, what a coincidence!"

Kunpeng was just about to sneak back to the palace to watch the replay of the image stone.

Suddenly seeing Di Jun walking over, she was so frightened that she trembled all over.

(Vibrate the knife!)

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

Looking at Di Jun's face, Kunpeng's mind instantly and automatically replaced it with that Di Jun-chan with pigtails who shouted "Ciallo".

vomit--

Kunpeng suppressed the churning in his stomach, his face pale.

However, Di Jun grabbed Kunpeng's hand and held it tightly, his eyes sincere and eager.

"Demon Master, you've had a tough time all these years."

"I am usually busy with state affairs and have neglected to communicate with the sorcerer."

"I happen to be free tonight, let's go to your palace!"

"We, ruler and subject, must sleep side by side tonight, discussing the Way and having a thorough and in-depth exchange!"

boom!

This statement was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Sleeping side by side?

In-depth discussion?

Kunpeng looked at Dijun's enthusiastic eyes.

An image flashed in my mind of a female version of Di Jun wearing a short skirt and winking at him.

"No!!!"

The immense fear instantly overwhelmed the reason of this quasi-saint.

Pfft!

To Di Jun's bewildered gaze, Kunpeng knelt heavily on both knees, cracking the floorboards.

He clung tightly to Di Jun's leg, weeping bitterly, and swore a solemn oath.

"Your Majesty, no!"

"Don't come any closer!!"

"Your subject is willing to dedicate himself to the demon court until his dying breath, even if it means going through fire and water!"

"Your Majesty, I swear to serve you faithfully to the death, and have no other intentions whatsoever!"

"I beg Your Majesty to spare my body!"

"I...I really don't like that kind of food!!"