Chapter 11 Separation

After more than a hundred years, Wang Shu finally arrived at the border between Eastern Primordial and Western Primordial with Di Jun and East King, the place where the struggle between Dao and Demon was most intense.

All along the way, Di Jun and East King had undergone trials and tribulation, benefitting from Wang Shu's guidance; otherwise, it would not have taken a century to reach this place.

During this period of over a hundred years, Di Jun and East King both made significant progress.

East King had changed a lot, matured a great deal, and his combat style was no longer as rigid as before. More importantly, his cultivation had advanced another step.

If one were to further categorize Golden Immortals, East King had gone from the early stage of Golden Immortal to the middle stage.

Of course, the further one progresses in realm and cultivation, the more difficult it becomes.

As for Di Jun, his growth had accelerated even more, and his methods in battle had diversified.

In his spare time, Di Jun also pondered over the River Map and Luo Book, gaining substantial insights, especially in deducing the Dao; he felt he had made significant strides.

What's more crucial is that Di Jun had found a method to break through to Daluo Golden Immortal, which was to find the path he was meant to take.

Once he had a direction, Di Jun became less anxious.

Because he realized he had seen too little; recklessly embarking on a path was not what Di Jun wanted.

And the place where the struggle between Dao and Demon was fiercest was the best location for him to witness various paths.

Aside from a few mighty hidden races in the Primordial, the powerful figures within were mostly here, which would inevitably lead to substantial gains.

Now Di Jun was even more certain of his choice; if he had only stayed on the Sun Star, would he have been able to find the path to Daluo Golden Immortal so quickly?

Of course, there are other methods to break through to Daluo Golden Immortal, but Di Jun felt this one was the most appropriate for him.

Entering the border of Eastern Primordial and Western Primordial, Di Jun and East King immediately sensed the solemn and heavy atmosphere here.

Di Jun even smelled a faint scent of blood in the air.

Was this the place depicted in the ancient scrolls where the bloodshed was most tragic, akin to a meat grinder?

According to Di Jun's perception, various auras here were incredibly intense — spiritual energy, demonic qi, and all kinds of mana.

Moreover, this place was indeed fertile ground, having been irrigated with the blood of countless lives.

Di Jun and East King both stared out over the vast land, feeling an involuntary sense of desolation surge in their hearts.

How many lives had fallen here.

Wang Shu saw the two in a trance and did not intend to interrupt them.

She had led them directly here, instead of to a camp, to let them experience the desolation and understand the cruel nature of the Dao and Demon conflict, hoping they would show no mercy when confronting Devil Cultivators.

Seeing the expressions of Di Jun and East King, she knew her intention had been fulfilled.

After a good while, Di Jun and East King regained their composure.

Seeing both had come to their senses, Wang Shu said, "Remember this feeling. The struggle between Dao and Demon is a battle for survival, with countless lives lost upon this land."

Only now did Di Jun truly understand that the struggle between Dao and Demon was not something that could simply be summed up as the struggle between ancient progenitors for luck and fortune.

The lives entangled in it were already fighting with all their might to survive or to continue their race's lineage.

Compared to Di Jun, East King, unaware of the struggle for luck and fortune, could only feel the tragic grandeur, which moved him even more emotionally.

"Since I've arrived here, I, East King, will fight against the Demon Path creatures to the end!"

Hearing East King's words, Wang Shu nodded.

Actually, at Wang Shu's level of cultivation, she already vaguely knew that the essence of this Dao and Demon struggle was a battle for luck and fortune, much like the ancient tripartite supremacy struggles.

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At the beginning, Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Feng, and Qilin fought for the Primordial fate, involving countless races and lives.

However, Wang Shu did not pay much attention to these, for no matter what, the four ancestors had fought for them a space to survive.

"Now that I have brought you here, it is time for me to leave. The rest of the journey is for you to walk on your own."

Wang Shu said, looking at East King and Di Jun.

Di Jun looked at Wang Shu, and East King could hardly wait to speak.

"Wang Shu, senior, you..."

East King stopped, not knowing what to say.

Wang Shu, the senior, has taken good care of them along the way. Should he be expected to continue to do so?

Especially himself, having been in crisis numerous times, it was senior Wang Shu who saved him.

"You have your battles to fight, and I naturally have mine. Let's part ways here, and be careful in the future."

After saying these words, Wang Shu departed gracefully.

Di Jun could naturally understand the meaning behind Wang Shu's words.

They were merely Golden Immortals, with battles of their own to fight.

Whereas senior Wang Shu, as a Daluo Golden Immortal, naturally had to shoulder the responsibilities of one, which were different from their battlefields.

Besides fighting, it was also crucial for the Daluo Golden Immortals to prevent the strong from bullying the weak.

In the great catastrophe, the lower the cultivation of a being, the quicker they perished, whereas those with higher realm cultivation rarely died.

Golden Immortal?

He wondered if there were any Devil Cultivators today that could match his own realm cultivation.

According to senior Wang Shu, even if facing an average Daluo Golden Immortal, it seemed he could still escape.

After Wang Shu's departure, Di Jun pondered over numerous thoughts.

However, the departure of senior Wang Shu still left Di Jun feeling a tinge of melancholy.

Compared to Di Jun, East King seemed to have far fewer thoughts.

"Daoist Di Jun, we shall stand side by side in battle from now on."

East King said to Di Jun after watching Wang Shu leave.

"That is correct."

Di Jun replied.

He had no reason to refuse, especially since East King was quite good at providing support.

Moreover, after drawing in the Pure Yang Qi from East King, the Fusang Tree had clearly grown a bit.

The two set off side by side, flying towards the camp in the Eastern Primordial.

In this place, it was very easy to distinguish the camps of the Eastern and Western parties, impossible to mistake.

Above the camp in the Western Primordial roiled dark clouds, deep and gloomy, filled with sky-piercing malevolence.

Whereas above the camp in the Eastern Primordial were streaks of clear light, though signs of warfare were present, they were however noble and upright.

Moreover, both camps of the Eastern and Western parties stood openly without any concealment, proudly established there.

On this point, East King and Di Jun would certainly not be mistaken.

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