"Taiyi, come back!" At this moment, Di Jun's telepathic message arrived!
Donghuang Taiyi immediately led his people back to the Heavenly Court!
Di Jun was also helpless. After all, as long as the Sea of Blood did not dry up and Ming He did not die, even the Great Supreme Saint could not do anything to Ming He. What could they do? It seemed that the Hongmeng Purple Qi of Ming He was unobtainable, so they could only increase their efforts to find news of the Western duo!
"Your Majesty, I have recently heard that many powerful demon tộc have gone into seclusion in the deep mountains. I wish to visit them and see if I can persuade them to join the Heavenly Court!" Fuxi said at this time!
After all, the formation of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation had been researched. Now, the task was to refine the formation banners, and many demon tộc were already doing this. Therefore, Fuxi planned to find truly talented individuals for the demon tộc!
Di Jun's interest was piqued when he heard this. He asked in detail, and upon learning about some ancient exotic beasts, he burst into laughter, "Thank you, Xi Huang!" Indeed, Fuxi was truly considering the interests of the demon tộc!
On the other hand, the Demon Master Kunpeng was constantly catching fish and shrimp, just muddling along. This made Di Jun somewhat displeased. In Di Jun's opinion, the Demon Master was a wise man of the demon tộc, yet he offered no suggestions and acted like a living dead person every day. This showed that he did not wish to serve the demon tộc!
However, Di Jun did not say much. He cast a subtle glance at Kunpeng, thinking, "Kid, you'd better get with the program, or don't blame me for making things difficult for you later! Learn from Fuxi, see how he handles things, and then look at yourself. Can't you be more mindful?"
Kunpeng's eyes remained fixed on his nose, and his nose on his heart. He was completely unmoved!
This was because Kunpeng did not want to complain. He thought, "Your Majesty, look at Fuxi's treatment, and then look at mine. Don't always have unrealistic expectations!"
At this moment, Ming He was in a frenzy of killing. Yes, he was in a killing frenzy. He vented all the anger he had suffered from Taiqing Laozi onto these people. "You want my Hongmeng Purple Qi? Then come and take it!"
At this moment, five of the quasi-sages who had not escaped had already been killed by Ming He. Even though the dozen quasi-sages had joined forces and inflicted injuries on Ming He, he did not care. He, Ming He, was immortal. Since they dared to covet his things, they had to pay the price. Before, he feared the Three Pure Ones, but now, he feared them no more!
As the God Slaying Spear continued its slaughter, another quasi-sage great power perished!
This time, the entire Great Desolation was shocked because Ming He was too powerful. Not only were his magic treasures formidable, but his suicidal fighting style also instilled fear in them!
It was truly the case that as long as the Sea of Blood did not dry up, Ming He would not die!
Finally, these quasi-sages could no longer hold on and began to flee in all directions!
However, Ming He did not intend to let them go. He had already remembered the aura of these people, and he would chase them to the ends of the earth. Did they really think Ming He was easy to bully? This time, Ming He would let all the beings in the Great Desolation see that he, Ming He, was truly not to be trifled with!
Taiqing Laozi, who had returned to Kunlun Mountain, sighed!
Yuanshi and Tongtian also arrived. They had naturally been paying attention to the movements in the Sea of Blood. The Kunlun Mirror was still displaying Ming He chasing a quasi-sage!
"Eldest Brother, this Ming He?" Tongtian asked!
Taiqing Laozi shook his head and said, "That is a kind of innate divine ability. I originally thought that the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda could hold Ming He and kill him once, but unexpectedly, Ming He's primordial spirit could disappear out of thin air. This should be a rule!"
Tongtian was also speechless. Ming He was truly lucky!
"Alright, with Ming He becoming a saint, it is probably a certainty. However, the three of us saints are not afraid of him!" Taiqing Laozi said!
Yuanshi and Tongtian could only nod!
The Great Desolation never kept track of years. Ever since Ming He had pursued and killed those quasi-sages one by one, Ming He's great name had spread throughout the Great Desolation, and no one dared to provoke him again!
Meanwhile, the development of the demon tộc had entered a phase of rapid growth. Fuxi had brought back many exotic beasts, and Di Jun did not skimp on rewards. The ten great demon marshals of the Heavenly Court were also assembled!
Di Jun sat on his throne, his face filled with excitement, because the destiny of the demon tộc was growing increasingly vast. He could already feel the benefits. His cultivation, which was originally at the mid-quasi-sage stage, was showing signs of breaking through. Even if he had not severed three corpses, with sufficient destiny, he could still break through his realm. This gave Di Jun hope of becoming a saint!
"Your Majesty, the formation banners for the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation have all been refined. Only the Sun Star and the Moon Star are still incomplete. This matter still requires Your Majesty's personal attention!" Fuxi said!
Di Jun nodded, indicating that he understood. The Sun Star was his former home, so that was simple. However, regarding the Moon Star, a strange glint flashed in Di Jun's eyes!
"Taiyi, go and refine the formation banner for the Sun Star!" Di Jun commanded!
Donghuang Taiyi nodded, acknowledging the order!
At this moment, Fuxi took out a gourd, which was precisely Nuwa's Orange-Peel Gourd, the Demon Summoning Banner!
Fuxi said, "Your Majesty, this is a supreme spiritual treasure, the Demon Summoning Banner, refined by my sister. Now that the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation is ready, for unified command, I suggest using this Demon Summoning Banner to absorb a trace of the primordial spirit of the demon gods who control the formation, so as to achieve unified command!"
Di Jun nodded. They had already discussed this matter yesterday, and today was merely a formality. This was also a way to strengthen the rule of the demon tộc!
Kunpeng's brow twitched upon seeing this, and he had a bad premonition!
Subsequently, Di Jun refined the Demon Summoning Banner and then threw it into the air. A beam of light shot out from the mouth of the gourd, as thick as a line and over forty to fifty feet high. Above the white light, a banner hung, its light divided into five colors, reflecting a thousand rays of auspiciousness. The banner pole was like a palace's main beam, and the banner fluttered, appearing hazy and misty, as if containing black and white qi. Within the black and white qi, tiny green tadpole-like characters moved back and forth. It was the supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Demon Summoning Banner!
At this moment, Donghuang Taiyi snorted, "Demon Master, as a role model for our demon tộc, please demonstrate it for everyone!"
Kunpeng cursed inwardly even more. "What do you mean? Are you asking me to hand over my primordial spirit to be controlled by you brothers? You're actually using me as an example? Damn Taiyi! No, these two crows are as black as each other. This must be Di Jun's intention as well. They are planning to have one play the good cop and the other the bad cop!"
"You're putting me on the spot!"
Indeed, this was Di Jun's intention as well. This Kunpeng, ever since he came to the Heavenly Court, had not offered any solutions, always slacking off. Di Jun was annoyed. Look at Bai Ze, who had only been in the Heavenly Court for a few days and was already running errands for the Heavenly Court, even helping Di Jun with many administrative matters. He was practically Di Jun's close confidant! Without comparison, there was no harm done!
Both of you are wise men of the demon tộc, why are you, Kunpeng, so mediocre? That's why this situation arose today. With Kunpeng's primordial spirit, let's see if you'll be more dedicated from now on!
All the demon gods and demon marshals were also looking at Kunpeng, waiting to see his choice!
Kunpeng gave a wry smile. What could he do? Would he say no? But could he leave? He could only reluctantly hand over a trace of his primordial spirit, which attached itself to the Demon Summoning Banner!