Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 322 - 243 Taiching Laozi’s Actions_2

Perhaps it can be said that the conflicts between the Witch Clan and other creatures in Primordial have become increasingly intense.

After all, for the Witch Clan, all other creatures in Primordial could be considered food.

There’s even a cookbook circulating within the Witch Clan that details which creatures of Primordial are most beneficial for their cultivation when consumed.

It is said that this cookbook was authored by Ancestor Witch Zhu Rong, although Zhu Rong himself has not responded.

Under these circumstances, the conflicts between the Witch Clan and other creatures have escalated.

Instead, the Immortal Court did not take advantage of the situation but allowed the Witch Clan to freely slaughter and capture these creatures.

On one hand, using these creatures to deplete the power of the Witch Clan, while also preserving the strength of the Immortal Court.

On the other hand, it forces these creatures into desperate straits, pushing them to join the Immortal Court and thereby augmenting its power.

Wu Xian naturally could think of these things, but he couldn’t fully control the Witch Clan.

Unlike Emperor Jun, Wu Xian’s strength was not enough to command respect, nor did he have the prestige of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, making his control over the Witch Clan somewhat weaker.

However, Wu Xian also tried his best to prevent the outbreak of a full-scale war.

After the wars before Nuwa’s ascension to sainthood, Wu Xian had learned his lesson; he could instigate a war but could not determine its end.

Therefore, this time, he was doing his utmost to prevent the outbreak of a large-scale war between the Witch Clan and the Immortal Court while also contemplating how to enhance his control over the Witch Clan, especially in the context of war.

Until the war between the Witch Clan and the Immortal Court truly erupts, there won’t be significant changes in the grand situation of Primordial.

As for the Demon Clan?

The Demon Clan now has Saints presiding over and the presence of Emperor Jun, and has thus reached a state of transcendence.

Moreover, the resources in the Primordial Starry Sky and in the Heavenly Realm are entirely sufficient for the survival of the present Demon Clan.

After all, they have the Complete Heaven Stars Formation, rooted in real stars, transforming Chaos Qi into Innate Spiritual Energy, providing the Demon Clan with a continuous supply of Innate Spiritual Energy.

Unless it’s for extremely critical resources, the Demon Clan would probably not make a move.

After Nuwa’s sermon since becoming a Saint, individuals possessing Hongmeng Purple Qi like Daoist Hong Yun, the two from the Western and The Three Pure Ones re-entered seclusion to find their own opportunities to become Saints.

In Wuzhuang Temple, Daoist Hong Yun opened his eyes with a look of frustration and sighed softly.

Nuwa’s sermon gave him many insights into the Dao of Creation, yet unfortunately, he did not feel the opportunity to become a Saint.

Daoist Hong Yun naturally also knew about Daoist Ming He creating the Asura race.

However, he never thought of creating a new race nor experimented with it.

In terms of creating life and practicing the Dao of Creation, Daoist Hong Yun had absolutely no interest.

The path he longed for was one where he could freely wander about.

Daoist Hong Yun’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on Zhen Yuanzi, who was meditating rigorously on a mat under the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

Daoist Hong Yun dared not slack off and once again reflected on the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Mount Sumeru.

Daoist Zhun Ti and Daoist Jie Yin had been in seclusion for a long time, comprehending the Saint’s Path, and had not managed the land veins of the Western Primordial for quite some time.

Now, the repair work of the land veins had fallen to the Western Sect.

However, their cultivation levels were limited and ultimately could not compare to what Daoist Zhun Ti and Daoist Jie Yin would achieve with their own efforts.

But indeed, Nuwa’s ascension as a saint had stirred them such that the repair of the land veins was temporarily set aside.

Kunlun Mountain.

Yuqing Yuanshi and Shang Qing Tong Tian were immersed in Hongmeng Purple Qi, seeking to quickly understand the opportunities within it, to soon achieve the position of a Saint.

At this moment, Taiching Laozi in his cave dwelling opened his eyes, his Divine Sense inspecting the Hongmeng Purple Qi within his Primordial Spirit, and he couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly.

Since the time our master merged with Dao, throughout countless ages, I have reflected on Hongmeng Purple Qi, never daring to relax.

Yet, concerning this Hongmeng Purple Qi, I still cannot fully understand or see through it.

Thinking this, Taiching Laozi couldn’t help but think of Nuwa, who had now become a Saint, comparing her with himself.

In terms of origins, Nuwa naturally couldn’t compare with him; such was the pride ingrained in the bones of Pangu’s descendants.

Could it really be because of the resources provided by the Demon Clan?

Because of the matter of becoming a Saint, Tai Ching Laozi’s originally calm state of mind began to ripple, feeling annoyed and troubled.

Instantaneously, Tai Ching Laozi furrowed his brows and exclaimed sharply: "Outer Heaven Demon! How daring!"

At that moment when Tai Ching Laozi reacted, the Outer Heaven Demon had already left the Land of Heart Realm of Tai Ching Laozi.

Tai Ching Laozi knew that this was merely because his mind had recently fluctuated, allowing the Outer Heaven Demon to take advantage of the invasion.

He had dealt with the Outer Heaven Demon not just once or twice, facing Outer Heaven Demons of the Daluo Golden Immortal Level during his time as a Daluo Golden Immortal.

After reaching the Quasi-Saint level, he then opposed Outer Heaven Demons of the Primordial Realm Golden Immortal Level.

The strength of the Outer Heaven Demon grew step by step alongside his own.

Tai Ching Laozi knew his current condition was no longer suitable for comprehending the Hongmeng Purple Qi; he understood that, even if he tried, it would be in vain.

His current realm had already given him no new insights from the Hongmeng Purple Qi, what lay ahead was merely the opportunity to become a Saint.

"So be it, so be it. Since there’s no peace in meditation, let’s explore the Primordial realm."

Tai Ching Laozi said softly.

He couldn’t help recalling the place where Nuwa became a Saint, which was not the Heavenly Realm, nor her Daoist School on Feng Qi Mountain, but rather Buzhou Mountain.

Immediately, Tai Ching Laozi also thought of Emperor Jun’s previous actions, adjusting the Celestial Heaven Star Formation, with strands of starlight falling upon Buzhou Mountain.

Could it be that the opportunity to become a Saint was on Buzhou Mountain?

Tai Ching Laozi pondered in his heart.

Thinking this, even the usually tranquil Tai Ching Laozi couldn’t help but get excited.

This was the chance to become a Saint!

Without any hesitation, Tai Ching Laozi left his cave dwelling and departed from Kunlun Mountain.

He continuously activated the Tai Chi Diagram, tearing through space, stabilizing spatial rifts, traversing the void to reach Buzhou Mountain as swiftly as possible.

Arriving at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Tai Ching Laozi looked up at the towering Buzhou Mountain, observing the starlight and feeling the abundant Innate Spiritual Energy.

Instead, Tai Ching Laozi slowed down, climbing Buzhou Mountain step by step.

He was afraid of missing the opportunity, which is why he proceeded this way.

If he did not find the opportunity to become a Saint, it meant that his chance to become a Saint was not within Buzhou Mountain.

As Tai Ching Laozi passed through the layers of starlight, Emperor Jun, who was in the Palace of the Polestar, opened his eyes.

Emperor Jun could sense the illumination from the three hundred sixty-five Main Stars and four billion eighty million secondary stars everywhere, but Buzhou Mountain was his focal point, and searching for it would not draw Emperor Jun’s attention.

But Tai Ching Laozi was not just any life form, his identity and strength were extraordinary.

Emperor Jun’s eyes emitted a golden light, his pupils reflecting the image of Tai Ching Laozi steadily climbing Buzhou Mountain.

Emperor Jun’s true strength was, after all, a realm above Tai Ching Laozi, making such observation possible without Tai Ching Laozi’s awareness.

Emperor Jun watched Tai Ching Laozi’s figure, sinking into contemplation.

Under his watchful eyes, Tai Ching Laozi finally climbed to the peak of Buzhou Mountain.

Tai Ching Laozi sat cross-legged, looking at the strands of starlight cascading from the sky, feeling the aura of Buzhou Mountain.

He stripped away the aura of the three hundred sixty-five Main Stars, four billion eighty million secondary stars, and even the aura of the Innate Spiritual Energy, leaving only the purest essence of Buzhou Mountain.

He sensed the primordial and ancient aura of Buzhou Mountain, experiencing its vast and transformative changes.

He felt the indomitable will of Buzhou Mountain as the Heavenly Pillar.

He even sensed a deficiency in Buzhou Mountain, a silent lament within.

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He sensed many, many things about Buzhou Mountain.

Unfortunately, none of them was what he sought.

Tai Ching Laozi stood up, looking at the majestic Buzhou Mountain, and couldn’t help but think to himself.

It seems that my opportunity to become a Saint is not in Buzhou Mountain.