Primordial World.
Countless years had passed since Pangu created the world.
The Sun Star was formed after the Great God Pangu created the world and fell.
After countless years of nurturing, two living beings were finally born on the Sun Star.
……
On this day, in a huge palace on the Sun Star.
A young man slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, there was a hint of majesty in his eyes, but it quickly returned to its usual calm state!
"Hmm, where is this?"
"Aren't I working overtime at the company?”
The young man's eyes revealed a trace of confusion. Following that, he felt dizzy as a large amount of information suddenly surged into his mind.
"F * ck, I actually transmigrated and became Emperor Jun of the Demon Tribe, the future Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Tribe.”
" Ah!" The young man exclaimed, his eyes filled with helplessness.
Logically speaking, it should have been a very lucky thing to transmigrate from a 996-year-old social animal to an innate divine.
However, as someone who liked to read novels, he knew very well the pitfalls behind it.
A generation of saints, born from the heavens, should have lived a glorious life.
However, because he was in the tribulation, not only did he end up in a sad situation, he died.
Even his wife and children would fall under the Sage's schemes.
How tragic was this?
As such, the young man was naturally not as happy about his transmigration to become an emperor.
After all, it would be weird if anyone could be happy about this!
Recalling the things related to the Primordial World, Emperor Jun took some time to check his cultivation.
Dijun's eyes lit up immediately.
"Peak early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!”
"If that's the case, it's not like there's no chance!”
Now that transmigration had become an unchangeable fact, he naturally had to make plans for his future.
After all, he did not want his brothers, wife, and children to really die in the tribulation in the future.
However, after thinking about it carefully, Dijun's eyes showed a trace of bitterness.
As far as he knew, the Witchcraft and Demon Cultivation Tribulation could be said to be plotted by the Saints, Hongjun, and even the Heavenly Dao.
Especially Dao Ancestor Hongjun, this old thing, he was even more scheming.
During the Longhan Cultivation Tribulation, the Dragon, Wind, and Qilin tribes suffered heavy casualties. Their dreams of becoming the overlord were shattered, and they retreated from the stage of history.
Demon Luohou's dream of vindication was also shattered and he was defeated by Hongjun.
Furthermore, the Heaven and Earth Ancestor, Yin Yang Ancestor, and Yang Mei Ancestor, who had fought with Hongjun against Rahu, had all died or disappeared.
After the tribulation, Hongjun became the biggest winner, and the rest became cannon fodder.
The Sorcerer and Demon Cultivation Tribulation, the destruction of both the Sorcerer and Demon, Hongjun, this old fellow, also contributed greatly.
The demon controlled the sky, the witch controlled the earth, they looked majestic and dominated the wilderness, but in the end, they had to play together!
Facing such a mastermind who far surpassed him, the current him did not seem to have any effective methods.
Moreover, what made Dijun even more speechless was…
Just now, he carefully recalled and suddenly realized that the demon race had actually been born.
And the ones who did all this were him and his good brother Taiyi.
This was also the reason why before Hongjun spoke, many Almighties in the Primordial World had just stepped into the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm. Even though they could not advance further, he still reached the peak of the early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
Because the creation of the demon race was in line with the Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao merit naturally descended!
"Damn it, this is really a leaky house!”
"No, we can't go on like this.”
"If this continues, we'll sink deeper and deeper. With the entanglement of karma, it'll be difficult to get rid of it!”
Dijun frowned as he thought to himself.
The only thing that made him feel gratified was that although he and Taiyi had established the demon race.
But now, the demon race was still in a state of disunity, and many great demons were still fighting for themselves.
In other words, he had yet to make a move to unify the entire demon race.
Moreover, although Hongjun had already vindicated the Dao and set a date for the lecture in the Zixiao Palace, the lecture had not yet begun, which meant that the Witchcraft and Demon Cultivation Tribulation had not officially begun.
Thus, if he could think of a way to retreat now, he still had a great chance of escaping the tribulation.
Dijun's eyes suddenly lit up as he thought about it.
"I got it!"
"Isn't there a saying?"
"No move wins!"
"No matter how the Heavenly Dao and the Sages scheme, I won't take it. Let's see what they can do!”
The Heavenly Dao had schemed, and the Saints had schemed.
I don't care what kind of scheme you have, I'm not going to take it. Whoever wants to be the emperor of the demon race can be it!
Heavenly Court, whoever wanted to establish it could establish it!
Who cared about the development of the demon race?
In short, he was prepared to ignore everything that happened to the demon race!
He didn't believe that someone would kidnap him and set up the Heavenly Court.
After figuring out everything, Dijun slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although this method might not be safe, it was the only way he could think of to get rid of the tribulation.
In the tribulation, the deeper the involvement, the easier it was to fall.
This was because, for the current him, it was the most correct way to try his best to cut ties with the demon race.
However, before Dijun could breathe a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, an ethereal voice swept across the boundless Primordial Land and the endless void, spreading to every corner of the Primordial World and reaching the Sun Star.
"I am Hongjun."
"3,000 years have passed, and the Purple Cloud Palace has opened. Those who are fated can come!”
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