The atmosphere was a little silent, not because of Dijun's conditions, but because of Dijun's Imperial Tyranny.
Emperor Jiang, Candle Dragon, and all the Ancestors of Sorcery did not expect that Emperor Jun would dare to show his dominance in front of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery alone!
Looking at Dijun, who was exuding an unquestionable emperor's domineering aura, Xuan Ming's eyes sparkled. He felt like he was about to be conquered.
Houtu couldn't help but show some worry in her eyes, fearing that Emperor Jun's domineering attitude would make the relationship between the Lich and the Demon Tribe tense again.
"Sure."
After a long time, Emperor Jiang overcame his unhappiness and nodded to agree to Dijun's conditions.
The Sorcerer Tribe liked to eat meat. It was just a habit to satisfy their appetite.
There wasn't much difference between eating living beings with intelligence and eating living beings without intelligence.
"From today onwards, I will restrain the Sorcerer Tribe from actively hunting and killing living beings that have developed intelligence.
"However, if they take the initiative to provoke our Sorcerer Tribe, no matter who it is, whether they have intelligence or not, they will not be forgiven!”
Emperor Jiang promised.
The Wu Tribe was a famous gourmet in the Wilderness.
The other mighty people in the Untainted Land didn't eat much. Even if they did, they would only eat some spiritual fruits to avoid being affected by the flesh and blood of low-level creatures or the power of blood and evil. Only the Wu Tribe still ate meat and vegetables.
It was impossible not to eat. Other than fighting, the Witch Tribe only had this hobby of eating.
However, it wasn't a problem to not eat living beings with intelligence.
However, this was not without conditions.
After all, it was impossible for the Sorcerer Tribe to not retaliate when they were beaten. If anyone dared to provoke them, they could not blame them for being rude.
" Of course, that's not a problem. Whoever provoked the Wu Tribe, please go ahead. I, Emperor Jun, am not unreasonable.”
Emperor Jun looked at Emperor Jiang and the other Ancestors of Sorcery and said,""The Voodoo Race absorbs the earth's baneful aura to temper their bodies. The Demon Race absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, as well as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, to cultivate the Great Dao of the Essence Soul.
In fact, there was no basis for conflict between the Liches. The two races could coexist peacefully.
The conflict and hatred between us in the beginning was also caused by your Sorcerer Tribe killing our Demon Tribe descendants who had already developed intelligence. Then, this conflict and hatred accumulated and eventually evolved into a war between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe.
As long as the Witch Tribe restrains this point, the Demon Tribe will not take the initiative to provoke the conflict between the Liches and the Demons.
However, if the Sorcerer Tribe still doesn't restrain themselves, the Demon Tribe will definitely descend into the starry sky. There will definitely be a battle between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe!
I will not watch my people be killed by you!
If I don't agree, the billions of demons behind me won't either!”
In the end, Emperor Jun did not care that this was the Hall of Pangu and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were all around him. The momentum of the supreme emperor of the Demon Tribe burst out!
It was just a verbal guarantee, and that was not enough!
"I, Emperor Jiang, swear in the name of Father Pangu! In the future, he would restrict and control the Sorcerer Tribe and not casually kill living beings with intelligence.”
Emperor Jiang solemnly swore in Pangu's name.
The Wu Clan did not respect the heavens or the earth, but only Pangu.
Swearing in the name of Pangu was the highest oath of the Sorcerer Tribe!
"I, the Candle Dragon, swear in the name of Father Pangu! In the future, he would restrict and control the Sorcerer Tribe and not casually kill living beings with intelligence.”
"I, Zhurong, swear in the name of Father Pangu! In the future, he would restrict and control the Sorcerer Tribe and not casually kill living beings with intelligence.”
"I, Gong Gong, swear in the name of Father Pan Gu! From now on "
......
Emperor Jiang took the lead, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery like Candle Dragon, Zhurong, Gonggong, and Xuan Ming and Houtu also made solemn oaths.
Boom!
Pangu's shadow appeared in the sky and covered half of the Primordial World, responding to the oath of the Wu Tribe!
Having accomplished his purpose of visiting the Wu Tribe, Emperor Jun chatted with the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery for another thousand years. Then he got up and prepared to leave.
"Oh right, Dijun!"
Seeing Dijun stand up, Emperor Jiang suddenly thought of something and asked hurriedly,""What do you think about the Untainted Land Rogue Cultivator Alliance formed by the remaining people after the recent collapse of the Immortal Court?”
"Rogue Cultivator Alliance?"
Emperor Jun's eyes narrowed. His Primordial Spirit was in harmony with the heaven and earth. A large amount of information appeared in his mind.
After a while, Dijun shook his head gently and said,""There's something wrong with our luck. A future Saint has intervened.”
Since the Immortal Court's treasury had been moved by the demons, the Freelance Cultivator Alliance should be lacking in resources and spirit treasures.
However, after some calculation, Emperor Jun found that the fate of the Freelance Cultivator Alliance was quite rich, and it did not seem like they had no resources at all.
Who had the most resources in the Wilderness now?
Other than the Sorcerer and Demon tribes, the rest were the future Sages, especially the Three Pure Ones.
"Future Saint? I understand."
Emperor Jiang was silent when he heard this answer. He nodded to show that he understood.
"Saints aren't invincible. We just need to be more careful.”
" If you have nothing else to say," Emperor Jun said," I'll go back first. Let's have a drink together next time."”
"I'll send you off!"
Seeing that Emperor Jun was going to leave, Xuan Ming, who was still eating the Ginseng Fruit, stood up and said to him. His eyes sparkled and he looked very obedient.
"I'll go with you."
Next to him, Houtu, who had been quiet and had a gentle personality, stood.
Her fair and smooth face blushed a little, and she stood up to send Dijun off.
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