Chapter 241 The Beginning of Lich
Duke Dongwang died, and his true spirit was divided into two halves. One of them, accompanied by endless evil thoughts, turned into Di Jun's 'Heavenly Emperor's Tribulation'.
Di Jun stood in the void in a daze, and the voice of Duke Dong seemed to be echoing in the starry sky for a long time.
After a long time, Di Jiang gradually calmed down his anger, glanced at Di Jun, and then ran away at the speed of light.
The two of them didn't talk, and there was no need to talk.
After this battle, they will be the ones fighting together next time.
After another long time, maybe three days, maybe a week, Emperor Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief and gave a wry smile.
Prince Dong, really...
At this moment, in the heaven.
Thirty-two heavens.
The war was over, and it only took four or five days in total.
In a certain hall where the roof was blown away, Kunpeng and Taiyi led several demon gods to gather.
"Damn Wu Clan!" Shi Lie yelled and slammed the table: "I thought he was supporting us!"
"Who would have thought of that." Yingzhao sighed helplessly:
"In the end, he actually killed nearly a thousand demon gods in my heaven..."
"Sooner or later, one day there will be no witches in the world!"
"I will definitely kill all the witches in the world!"
"We can actually believe in the witch clan, we are really deceived!"
"Everyone, please be quiet." Kunpeng frowned and said:
"The purpose of the Wu Clan this time is to disrupt us. His Majesty once said that there are many in the Immortal Court... who are our own."
Taiyi frowned, clenched his fists, and looked very tense. After a moment, he loosened his fists again.
At this time, you should not cause trouble to your elder brother, but... what should you do?
Taiyi thought for a long time, and then said: "Everyone, at this moment, we should count the remaining prisoners of Immortal Court after the war..."
When Taiyi said this, he was in trouble again.
Kunpeng looked at Taiyi in surprise. It was very rare that this Donghuang could say these things.
"Leave it to me to make statistics on the post-war affairs." Kunpeng volunteered:
"Yingzhao, you take people to count the damage area of the treasure house and heaven. Feilian, you follow me to count the number of casualties. After the statistics are completed, give their relatives a martyr's gift... They are all heroes of heaven."
"Good, follow the orders of the demon master."
"Demon Master, don't leave yet." Taiyi smiled bitterly and said:
"Why don't you think about what happens to the prisoners of Immortal Court... This number is not small, there are more than ten thousand."
Kunpeng raised the corners of his lips slightly:
"When Ziwei gets better, he will probably be finished soon."
"good."
A streak of purple slips away, and Ziwei appears:
"Your Majesty the Eastern Emperor, it seems that there are two ways to deal with the prisoners in the Immortal Court, but in fact there is only one way. Leave it to Pindao."
Taiyi then relaxed his brows, raised his hands to bow, and said with some discomfort:
"Then I'll trouble the Emperor."
"I will definitely live up to my trust." Ziwei chuckled.
Immediately, he turned his head and looked at the demon gods:
"That's it, everyone, get busy. Now that the demon master has calculated the battle, you should not be idle. Stabilize the people's hearts, rebuild the heaven, and wait for His Majesty's return."
"Yes!" Shilie took the lead:
"Then A Yang and I will lead people to rebuild the palace?"
"Yes." Ziwei nodded.
"Take me with you!"
"Yes, yes, take me with you, old lion."
After everyone got busy, Taiyi asked: "What should I do?"
"Hmm..." Ziwei pondered for a few times: "Go and see His Majesty. Your Majesty is still in the ancient starry sky. Prince Dong Wang is dead. Your Majesty still needs to come forward and recruit the senior officials of the Immortal Court."
"Okay!" Tai nodded, then transformed into a rainbow-colored light and left.
In the starry sky, Di Jun still stood there.
"Brother!"
A bright and clear voice woke up the absent-minded Emperor Jun.
Di Jun slowly turned his head, his haggard expression surprised Tai Yi, he quickened his pace and stepped forward quickly:
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Isn't Prince Dong Wang dead? Why..."
"No problem." Di Jun waved his hand and forced a smile:
"It's just a little trouble caused by Prince Dong. How is the heaven?"
"Heavenly Court..." Taiyi's tone deepened: "With the help of Daoist Nuwa and the others, there will be no serious problems in the twenty-first heaven. Countless people from the Immortal Courtyard are captured, and others..."
"Yeah," Di Jun nodded, his face a little more solemn:
"Brother, I understand."
The atmosphere became heavy. It was normal for the other heavens to be damaged, and Di Jun had expected it.
"No, brother." Taiyi shook his head slightly:
"When the Witch Clan knew they were defeated and fled, they took action against the demon gods. My heaven... killed thousands of demon gods in the battle."
Thousands!
Di Jun's expression became a little more serious.
"Be kind to their family members... and comfort their relatives, everything you can do is indispensable."
"I understand, brother..." Taiyi clenched his fists:
"But, when are we going to take action against the Wu Clan? They bully people too much! Bie Tie also died in their hands..."
"Bati is dead?" Di Jun said slightly lost.
Bi Tie, the last of the ten demon gods, was personally granted the title of Emperor Jun.
"Hmm..." Taiyi loosened his fist, and his tone became a bit more silent: "Xingtian and three other great witches teamed up to attack Gui Che..., and the iron self-destructed, killing a great witch and seriously injuring Xingtian."
Bati, a quasi-sage of luck, had just been promoted for a week, a militant, Taiyi's old sparring partner, and could even break free from the restraints under the Chaos Clock for a fraction of a second. At that time, he had reached perfection.
He was once a casual cultivator in the North, and later became an unknown fighting maniac.
The two fell silent together.
Until Di Jun spoke:
"Let's go back to heaven."
In the twenty-nine heavens, there are ruins stretching hundreds of billions of miles.
There is chaos in the void, as well as the murderous intention and evil thoughts that have not yet dissipated, and... the young Taoist in black kneeling on the ground in the center.
Its name is Ghost Car.
"Old Rhino... why did you save me?" Gui Che said hoarsely, his eyes neither sad nor happy, just... a little empty.
"Heaven has just been established, and it's hard for us to get ahead..."
"Even if I die, there will be three Your Majesty's taking revenge. You saved me, how can I repay this huge karma?" Gui Che's voice became hoarse, and he raised his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to grab something.
Gui Che looked at the small bronze bell standing beside him.
There was another long silence.
Two rays of rainbow-colored escaping light fell, and they watched from a distance without disturbing them.
Finally, a line of bloody tears fell from Gui Che's left eye. The tears were very deep and the tears were as heavy as the Milky Way.
"Old rhinoceros, I have taken over this cause and effect. I will kill Xingtian to sacrifice your soul!"
"ah!"
The ghost car seemed to collapse at this moment and roared out.
Di Jun stepped forward, stood beside the ghost car, pressed the shoulder of the ghost car with one hand, and looked ahead:
"Gui Che, go to the treasure house later to pick up a high-grade innate spiritual treasure."
Emperor Jun's tone was calm: "I will keep the hatred of the Wu clan in my heart and regroup. Sooner or later, I will eliminate the Wu clan."
"Your Majesty." Gui Che couldn't hold himself any longer, and he knelt in the void and cried loudly, like a child.
The sound of sobbing made Di Jun a little unbearable.
"Your Majesty, I will kill Xingtian!" Gui Che washed his face with tears, his face was very ugly, and he said word by word: "I, I will kill Xingtian, Xingtian, must, die! Your Majesty, the Wu Clan... the Wu Clan must Destroy it!”