198: Chapter 183: The Third Sermon 198: Chapter 183: The Third Sermon After the battle between the Witch Clan and the Immortal Court, the entire Primordial world once again sank into tranquility.
Time, merciless as always, continued to flow away.
In the blink of an eye, only a hundred years remained until the Daoist Ancestor’s third sermon.
Kunlun Mountain, The Three Pure Ones acted together, taking the lead to step into Chaos.
The Immortal Court, led by East King, guided numerous life forms into Chaos, life forms that had heard the Saint’s first and second sermons.
Still, it was the same three Primordial Golden Immortals guarding the Immortal Court; however, this time East King didn’t make any promises to them, and they also did not ask.
The result had already been given during the second sermon, the destined were the three thousand life forms, and there would be no increase.
Witch Clan, Pangu Hall.
“Big brother, the third sermon by the Saint is upon us, shall we go?”
The Houtu Ancestor Witch asked Di Jiang.
“What’s there to go for?
We don’t cultivate Primordial Spirits; what the Saint preaches, we cannot understand.
Are we to go there just to sleep once more?”
Zhu Rong couldn’t wait to say, before Di Jiang could speak.
“Zhu Rong’s right, we’d be better off sieging Penglai Immortal Island again while seizing this opportunity.”
“When the Saint preaches, be it the East King from the Immortal Court or those detestable Three Pure Ones from Kunlun Mountain, none will be in the Primordial world.”
“Now is the perfect time to attack the Immortal Court; we would certainly be able to conquer it.”
Gong Gong, the Ancestor Witch, said at that moment.
Hearing Gong Gong’s words, Di Jiang indeed felt tempted, but he said nothing, instead looking towards Zhu Jiuyin.
Feeling his brother’s gaze, Zhu Jiuyin knew his brother was tempted, yet he did not agree with this action.
“Big brother, this is unwise.”
“The Three Pure Ones may favor the Immortal Court, but they are very restrained.”
“However, if we were to seize this opportunity to conquer the Immortal Court, it might drive the Three Pure Ones to completely side with the East King.”
“It hasn’t been long since the East King declared his Heavenly Dao Oath; if we act now, we would be slapping Tai Ching’s face.”
“Moreover, with the East King having taken the true elites of the Immortal Court to attend the sermon, even if we conquer the Immortal Court, we cannot annihilate it completely.”
Di Jiang found Zhu Jiuyin’s words reasonable.
“Let’s abandon this plan, it’s better to take advantage of the Immortal Court’s absence, and capture more life forms for food.”
Eventually, Di Jiang made a decision.
Most of the Twelve Ancestor Witches showed disappointment.
At this time, the Houtu Ancestor Witch’s eyes brightened as she spoke, “Since there’s nothing urgent, then I wish to listen to the Saint’s sermon.”
“Sister Houtu, we of the Witch Clan cultivate our physical bodies, listening to that stuff is really useless, why waste your time?”
Shebi Corpse looked helplessly at Houtu and said.
He truly did not understand why Houtu was so determined to listen to the Saint’s sermon.
Not only was Shebi Corpse perplexed, the other Ancestor Witches were too.
“Big brother, although I may not understand, I can record it to slowly comprehend later.”
“Besides, by attending the sermon, I’ll also learn what happens inside the Purple Cloud Palace, so our Witch Clan won’t be completely ignorant.”
“During the Saint’s first sermon, a lot of things happened inside the Purple Cloud Palace.”
“Sister Houtu, go if you want.
We’ll take care of your tribe,” Di Jiang spoke at this moment.
“Thank you, big brother.”
Having received permission from Di Jiang, the Houtu Ancestor Witch did not linger and headed towards the Chaos.
“Big brother, will the path we are now on still be acknowledged by the Saint?”
Zhun Ti asked with a worried face.
He and his brother Jie Yin set out on a different path, and according to what his brother had said, if Di Jun could see it at a glance, so could the Saint.
Jie Yin also wore a sorrowful expression, but still comforted Zhun Ti, “Worry not, we can still cultivate normally and are not like those Primordial Golden Immortals; this proves we haven’t strayed from the path.”
Hearing Jie Yin’s words, worry faded from Zhun Ti’s face.
“Brother’s right; even if we embark on a new path, it is still based on the Immortal Dao.”
The two exchanged glances and stepped into the Chaos.
As time passed, one by one, the great divine ability users of the Primordial realm entered Chaos.
Sun Star, within the palace.
The seven Quasi-Saints of the Demon Clan were gathered together, sitting in silence, waiting.
Below them, several Daluo Golden Immortals also waited in silence.
These were all the beings from the Demon Clan who could attend the Saint’s third sermon, gathered here waiting for their Demon Emperor.
Time trickled away, and now, only thirty years remained until the Saint’s sermon, but no one showed the slightest impatience.
Suddenly, Di Jun appeared in his seat.
“Greetings, Demon Emperor.”
Both the Quasi-Saints and the Daluo Golden Immortals said in unison.
Di Jun stood up, with an indifferent expression, he said, “Everyone, let’s set out.”
During the long process of contending against the laws of the Heavenly Realm, Di Jun had gained a deeper understanding of the Law.
However, he harbored a perpetual doubt, one he wished to ask the Saint.
The Three Corpses can bear karma and fate; why can’t his own Three Corpses do the same?
Are his Three Corpses different from those of a Quasi-Saint?
During the time approaching the Saint’s sermon, Di Jun had used all kinds of methods to seal the spread of various karma and fate in the Heavenly Realm.
However, the seals would not last very long, he hoped they would endure past the Saint’s sermon.
Di Jun led the Demon Clan members into Chaos, this time they did not separate.