Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation
Chapter 127 - 127 122 The Last Word

127: Chapter 122 The Last Word 127: Chapter 122 The Last Word The discovery by The Three Pure Ones was merely a beginning.

As time passed, the powerful beings within the Primordial realm all discovered that there seemed to be no path ahead.

They harbored the same doubt in their hearts: if there was no path ahead, then where did these Primordial Golden Immortals come from?

However, just like Taiching Laozi, they were not in a hurry.

There were still a mere fifty Kalpas left, and by then everything would become clear.

Fu Xi and Nuwa did not do the same; they directly asked Di Jun why this situation had arisen.

This was the advantage of joining the Demon Clan.

Di Jun told them the reason, reassuring Nuwa and Fu Xi that there was no need for worry.

Apart from Fu Xi and Nuwa, East King from the Immortal Court also knew the reason.

After all, there were Primordial Golden Immortals in the Immortal Court now.

But it was also because of these Primordial Golden Immortals that East King realized the extent of Di Jun’s strength among them.

To seriously injure a Primordial Golden Immortal with a single punch, what an elegant demeanor.

East King longed in his heart, wondering when he himself would possess such power.

Beiming.

“Is Demon Master present?

Di Jun has come to visit.”

This voice suddenly rang in the ears of Daoist Kun Peng, who was cultivating.

Upon hearing this voice, Daoist Kun Peng immediately opened his eyes, not daring to delay.

He left his cave instantly, opened the Array that enveloped Beiming, and came before Di Jun.

“Greetings, Demon Emperor.”

Daoist Kun Peng bowed respectfully.

“No need for such courtesy, Demon Master.”

“Demon Emperor, please come into Beiming for a talk.”

“Very well, I will experience your Beiming, Daoist friend.”

Di Jun said with a smile.

Daoist Kun Peng led Di Jun into Beiming.

The two concealed their forms, neither hurrying nor dawdling, as they surveyed Beiming, finally arriving at Daoist Kun Peng’s cave residence.

After taking their seats, Di Jun said, “Demon Master, you’ve managed Beiming quite well.”

In Di Jun’s view, Beiming was indeed admirable; the path of cultivation, though stemming from the same origin and all taught by Demon Master Kunpeng, flourished with a myriad of expressions.

Moreover, although Beiming was peaceful, it did not lack contention; it was merely kept within certain limits.

This was Daoist Kun Peng’s control.

“The Demon Emperor is too kind; the current peace in Beiming is solely dependent on the renown of the Demon Emperor.”

Daoist Kun Peng hurriedly replied.

With Primordial being so chaotic now that even Primordial Golden Immortals were descending into the fray for fate.

The tranquil Beiming today was like a piece of plump meat; without the protection of Di Jun’s fame, it would have disintegrated long ago.

Kun Peng himself did not know into whose hands he would fall and be commanded by.

After all, even though he had reached the end of cultivation as a Daluo Golden Immortal, he was still just a Daluo Golden Immortal.

Without the reinforcement of powerful Arrays, how could he be a match for those Primordial Golden Immortals?

It was precisely because of Di Jun’s protection that nearly all the forces in Primordial ignored the existence of Beiming.

“You are the Demon Master of our Demon Clan; naturally, you receive the protection of the clan.

There’s no need for further words.”

After Di Jun finished speaking, his expression suddenly became serious.

Seeing this, Kun Peng knew that the topic was shifting to serious matters and became solemn as well.

“Demon Master, how goes the creation of the Demon Text, which sums up to one Kalpa?”

Di Jun inquired.

Daoist Kun Peng replied calmly, “The Demon Emperor’s timing is impeccable.

Now only the final character is missing to complete the count for one Kalpa: 129,600 Demon Texts.”

“And for this last character, it’s almost complete, but I just can’t grasp the feeling.

I wanted to seek the Demon Emperor’s advice.”

“Oh?”

“What is this character?”

Di Jun spoke with interest.

“Yāo!”

Daoist Kun Peng looked at Di Jun seriously and said.

Di Jun, with a calm expression, responded to Daoist Kun Peng, “Go ahead and create, I’ll watch.”

Upon hearing this, without any hesitation, Daoist Kun Peng released a fragmented character from his sleeve, floating in the air.

Di Jun instantly felt the information contained within the character: Yāo.

However, the information it embodied was very strange, even resulting in an awkward feeling.

At this moment, Demon Master Kunpeng spoke: “The character for ‘Yāo’ was like this when I created it: fragmentary and awkward.

I wanted to make amendments, but I didn’t know where to begin.”

“I’m also aware of the importance of this character, and I’ve wanted to keep improving it, but there’s a feeling that I just can’t begin.”

“Just this character alone took up to ten eons of time, and it’s still not finished.”

Daoist Kun Peng said with a bitter smile, shaking his head.

“What does the Demon Master think ‘Yāo’ is?”

Di Jun asked.

He held a book in his hand with three Heavenly Dao Text characters on it, the Demon Name List.

Without any hesitation, Daoist Kun Peng directly said, “Of course, it is a life form that receives recognition from the Demon Emperor, one that can join the Demon Clan, that is a Yāo.”

That’s exactly what he was, acknowledged by the Demon Emperor and thus became part of the Demon Clan.

Although the Demon Clan was not yet established, it did not prevent him from considering himself a part of the Demon Clan, rightfully enjoying the protection of the Demon Emperor.

Di Jun did not refute Kun Peng’s words but instead said, “When I was appointed as the Demon Emperor by the Saint, I once discussed with Taiyi what ‘Yāo’ really is.”

“I wonder how East King replied?”

Kun Peng was also very curious about this.

“Taiyi said ‘In the Primordial Heaven and Earth, any being that is born with spiritual wisdom can be considered a Yāo.'”

Di Jun stated plainly.

After hearing this, Kun Peng was shocked.

He took a deep breath and said, “East King has such a grand vision.”

Any life form born with spiritual wisdom can become a Yāo.

“Demon Emperor, I understand now, I know how to create this character.”

Daoist Kun Peng said with a serious expression.

“Not so fast.

Don’t you want to know what I said?”

“What did the Demon Emperor say?”

“Primordial Beings are a mix of good and bad; not all can be included in the Demon Clan.”

“Therefore, it was born.”

Di Jun’s gaze fell on the Demon Name List.

“Every being from the Demon Clan must be entered into the Demon Name List; otherwise, no matter how they identify themselves, they are not of my Demon Clan.”

Hearing this, Daoist Kun Peng was taken aback.

After pondering for a long time, he slowly said, “The Demon Emperor indeed has foresight.”

“Now, do you understand how this ‘Yāo’ character should be created?”

Di Jun asked while looking at Daoist Kun Peng.

“I understand.”

Daoist Kun Peng nodded.

“Please, Demon Emperor, grant me a hint of the aura from the Demon Name List.”

Daoist Kun Peng requested.

Di Jun remained silent, and a whiff of aura from the Demon Name List merged directly into the fragmented ‘Yāo’ character.

The broken ‘Yāo’ character suddenly became harmonious.

Seeing this, Daoist Kun Peng no longer hesitated and started altering the character, confident that it would emerge today.

Di Jun did not look at Daoist Kun Peng but reflected on other matters.

Any being that is born with spiritual wisdom can be considered Yāo.

However, when looking over the entirety of Primordial, has there ever been a single race or a power that dominated and occupied the whole of Primordial?