Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 267 - 216: The Summon from Purple Cloud Palace_2

After all, these creatures were borrowed from the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin race, and naturally, they must be returned.

Borrowing these lives and granting them an opportunity can be considered a good trade.

As for the Nine-headed Golden Dragon, there is naturally no need to return them.

The Dragon Ancestor had once said that these Nine-headed Golden Dragons have long admired Di Jun and wished to join the Heavenly Court, following by Di Jun’s side.

Di Jun had agreed at that time, so these Nine-headed Golden Dragons are not merely borrowed; they are legitimate members of the Heavenly Court and are specifically tasked with pulling chariots.

When the Nine-headed Golden Phoenixes and Nine-headed Qilins left, they did so with much reluctance.

Not only because of the merit they were granted during the Heavenly Marriage but also because of the cultivation environment.

It should be known that this place is the Qingwei Heaven, the Thirty-Third Heaven of the Heavenly Realm, where the spiritual energy is most dense, no less than a blessed land.

Their millennium of cultivation here has been most enjoyable.

Among the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin race, they have never had such treatment.

For one thing, among all the Golden Immortals of their species, their aptitude was mediocre.

On the other hand, they didn’t possess any special bloodlines.

Under such circumstances, the cultivation resources they would get upon returning to their races would not be as satisfying as cultivating in Qingwei Heaven.

Sadly, such matters do not change according to their wishes.

The Phoenix Clan Ancestor and the Qilin race’s Ancestor were quite surprised to see these nine creatures.

They had thought these lives would not return.

At the same time, they did not want to offend Di Jun over mere Golden Immortals.

At this moment, they couldn’t help feeling regretful—if they had known that Di Jun would return these lives, they would have sent over nine Golden Immortals with the most potential from their races.

Thus, they could have maximized the benefits.

However, when they found out that the nine dragons with the ancestral blood of the Dragon Clan did not return to the Dragon Clan, their regret vanished.

Fortunately, they had not sent those with good aptitude; otherwise, they might not have returned, like those nine Golden Dragons.

With the matter of the Heavenly Marriage concluded, the Primordial World once again fell into tranquility.

The Immortal Court’s conquest and the Witch Clan’s yielding could also be considered harmonious.

One day, as Di Jun sat on the Law Throne contemplating the Heavenly Dao, Hong Jun’s voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Come to the Purple Cloud Palace quickly!"

The voice was very plain, and Di Jun could not obtain any useful information from it.

He opened his eyes and couldn’t help furrowing his brow.

Eventually, he glanced at Xi He, who was still cultivating, stood up, and left the Palace of the Polestar.

After Di Jun left, Xi He also opened her eyes, looking at the departing figure of Di Jun with confusion and a hint of worry in her gaze.

It should be known that apart from the Heavenly Marriage, since the establishment of the Heavenly Court, Di Jun had never left the Palace of the Polestar.

Even if there were matters, he would instruct the Four Extreme Emperors to handle them; he would never leave himself.

Now that Di Jun had left the Heavenly Court, Xi He naturally felt worried.

What kind of matter could it be to require Di Jun to personally attend to it?

Di Jun departed from the Palace of the Polestar, passed through the South Heavenly Gate, and arrived at the Primordial Starry Sky.

With one step, the Space Law surged, and he instantly arrived at the edge of the Primordial World.

He did not hesitate, passing directly through Pangu’s skin membrane and entering Chaos.

He randomly chose a direction and kept advancing using the Space Law.

Before long, he saw ahead a purple palace floating, with three gold-plated large characters hanging on its signboard.

Purple Cloud Palace.

Finally arrived.

Di Jun thought in his heart.

As Di Jun stepped into the Purple Cloud Palace, he saw the Hao Tian Child and the Yaochi Child guarding on both sides of the gate.

Under Di Jun’s perception, the Realm Cultivation of Hao Tian Child and Yaochi Child had already reached the pinnacle of Daluo Golden Immortal, and were merely half a step away from breaking through to the Quasi-Saint Realm.

"Hao Tian Child, Yaochi Child, greetings."

Di Jun said warmly.

"Greetings to the Demon Emperor, you are courteous. Please enter, my master has been waiting for a long time."

Hao Tian Child hastily spoke.

Di Jun nodded, passed directly through the great gate, and entered the main hall of Purple Cloud Palace.

After seeing Di Jun’s figure disappear, Yaochi Child softly said to Hao Tian Child.

"The Demon Emperor shows respect, unlike the previous one who barged straight into Purple Cloud Palace."

"Why doesn’t the master stop them?"

"Speak with caution."

Hao Tian Child said.

"Whether it be the master, the being who barged into Purple Cloud Palace, or even the Demon Emperor who just left, none of them are beings that we can afford to discuss."

Upon hearing Hao Tian Child’s words, Yaochi Child was struck for a moment, then after pondering, nodded in agreement. freewёbnoνel.com

Indeed, with merely the cultivation of a Daluo Golden Immortal, rashly discussing these powerful figures could easily lead to unnecessary trouble.

Di Jun entered the main hall of the Purple Cloud Palace and discovered that the vastness of the hall was not as immense as the one where three thousand beings once heard the sermons.

Now in the hall, only three meditation cushions were placed.

Merely so, Di Jun was not surprised; it was just the application of the Space Law, something he could achieve himself, let alone Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun.

What surprised him greatly were the individuals sitting on the cushions.

There were three cushions, with two side by side and one in front of them.

Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun was sitting on that single row cushion, facing them.

Of the two side-by-side cushions, one was empty and designated for Di Jun.

The other cushion surprisingly bore a being dressed in a black robe, looking very casual.

Di Jun was no stranger to this being, having clashed with him numerous times.

Demon Ancestor Luo Hou.

Since he used himself as bait to lure Luo Hou, and with the help of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou’s power broke through, he had not seen him again.

He did not expect Demon Ancestor Luo Hou would appear in Purple Cloud Palace.

How could Demon Ancestor Luo Hou appear in the Purple Cloud Palace?

How could they sit together after the fierce conflict between the Dao and the demons, with Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun and Demon Ancestor Luo Hou?

Moreover, Demon Ancestor Luo Hou was an Outer Heaven Demon; aside from the Demon Realm, isn’t it so that he can only exist by relying on the Spirit Land?

Di Jun looked around Purple Cloud Palace, speculating: Could it be because of the existence of Purple Cloud Palace?

"Di Jun lad, come sit down!"

Luo Hou directly spoke.

His gaze fixed on Di Jun, as if he wanted to see right through him.

Di Jun felt as though Luo Hou was looking directly into his Spirit Land, trying to probe his depth.

Di Jun, naturally, did not shy away; within his Spirit Land, Demonic Qi surged, purity descended, Complete Heaven Stars concealed within, his Spirit Land was a chaotic vista making it impossible for Luo Hou to see through.

Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun then smiled and nodded at Di Jun, Luo Hou withdrew his gaze, and that feeling of peering faded away.

Luo Hou realized, the half-sided demonic Spirit Land left in his fit of rage did not trouble Di Jun.

He understood that Di Jun’s Spirit Realm had stabilized, and although slightly weaker than him, it was indeed the same realm as his.

Now, he might not be able to fully suppress this Demon Emperor.

At that moment, he seemed to understand why Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun had waited for this Demon Emperor to come.

Di Jun paid no attention to Demon Ancestor Luo Hou; he was thinking about Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun’s earlier action.

Now he finally realized, the Hong Jun in Purple Cloud Palace was the true Hong Jun, not a puppet of the Heavenly Dao.

Without hesitation, Di Jun directly sat on the last cushion.

"Hong Jun old man, now that both of us are here, quickly tell us what matter has led you to summon us," asked Luo Hou candidly.

"May I ask Daoist Ancestor, for what reason have you summoned us?" Di Jun also asked.

At this time, his heart was filled with doubt.

As the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Emperor, with Luo Hou as the Demon Ancestor, what matter could bring the two of them together?

Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun calmly looked at them both and slowly said: "Luo Hou, my friend, do you remember Yang Mei?"