Chapter 90: Force Hongjun to swear not to step into the prehistoric world, not to preach in the prehistoric world, and to clean up the battlefield
As for Di Qing, looking at the resurrected Hongjun, he raised his hand and brought it down. Instead of slapping Hongjun to death, he grabbed his neck directly.

"Interesting, he is really immortal. Moreover, he has been resurrected so many times, the most he has is his physical body, but his self-cultivation has not been damaged much. Hongjun, and Tiandao, you two really know how to have fun." Pinching Hongjun's neck made it difficult for him to muster up the strength to resist.

Hongjun sneered, and argued angrily: "I use time to imprint the long river of the Great Dao. The true spirit and the origin are imprinted in the Heavenly Dao. As long as the long river of the Great Dao does not dry up, my cultivation of the Great Dao will not be destroyed. As long as the Heavenly Dao does not die, I will not die either."

Although Hongjun said so, he still looked at Diqing with a touch of fear and trepidation. After all, he was slaughtered by Diqing 81 times in a row, and there was no shadow in his heart, which can be regarded as Hongjun's strong heart.

But Hongjun also knew that he was really no match for Di Qing and could not muster the strength to resist.

Emperor Qing frowned, knowing that what Hongjun said was true: "If I can't kill the Heavenly Dao, I can't annihilate your true spirit. Even if I destroy you now, you can always be resurrected. If I can't annihilate the Great Dao, the Great Dao of Time you cultivate will remain unchanged. As expected, anyone who cultivates to the Great Dao Primordial Realm is not so easy to kill."

"Although I can choose to seal you, the Heavenly Dao can help you revive and unseal you. But I can just keep fighting you like this, and keep slaughtering you until your Dao heart collapses."

"I have been able to survive through so many eras, and my Dao heart is not so easily crushed. Not to mention killing me billions of times, even if you keep killing me, it won't be a big loss to me, and my Dao heart won't collapse." Hong Jun was also stubborn.

Emperor Qing knew that Hong Jun was right. It was easy to defeat him, but difficult to kill him. It was even more difficult to defeat his Dao Heart. After thinking about it, Emperor Qing said, "Forget it. I have no interest in you anymore after you lose."

"But I can't let you cause trouble for me. Swear to the Great Dao and get out! From now on, you, Hongjun, will never be able to set foot in the Great Wilderness, and you will never be able to preach in the Great Wilderness. If you disobey, you will not be able to continue to pursue the Great Dao, and your Dao heart will collapse. And I will also defeat you at all times, and make you always between life and death.

"You..." Hongjun was furious, but at this moment, he no longer had the strength to resist. He also didn't want to be suppressed by Di Qing all the time, and didn't want to be severely injured by Di Qing all the time. In the end, he could only accept this humiliating decision: "Okay, I swear to the Great Dao. From now on, I, Hongjun, will not set foot in the prehistoric world. I can't preach in the prehistoric world."

After finishing speaking, Di Qing laughed and said, "Haha... Hongjun, ah Hongjun, even if you join the Heavenly Dao, this is all you can do. And the Heavenly Dao, if you only want to rely on such a weakling to fight against me and my witch clan, then I really overestimate you. Trash..."

As he said this, he twisted off Hongjun's head, threw it under his feet, and crushed it. The man laughed loudly and turned away.

The remaining Hong Jun resurrected his body again. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stared at Di Qing's back fiercely with unspeakable hatred and murderous intent.

But Hongjun also knew that he was no match for Di Qing, unless he got help from Heaven. However, Heaven was also subject to the rules of the prehistoric world and could not attack Di Qing.

Finally, Hongjun tore the Chaos Layer in anger and roared to the sky: "Heavenly Dao, I am defeated, completely defeated. Moreover, I was forced by Emperor Qing to swear a great oath that from now on I will not set foot in the prehistoric world, nor can I preach in the prehistoric world. From now on, I can only lead you and me in this desolate Chaos Layer..."

Tian Dao was also silent at this moment. He did not expect that Di Qing would be so domineering and so tough. He single-handedly defeated Hong Jun, whom he had carefully supported.

Is Hongjun not strong? Is Hongjun unable to be helped? No, Hongjun is very strong. He created the Three Corpses Slashing Technique by himself and achieved the Great Dao Hunyuan through his own enlightenment. In terms of strength, he is definitely the strongest among the Hunyuan.

But now, such a strong man was easily killed by Di Qing. Tian Dao could only say: "If you lose, you lose. But as long as you survive, you will have a chance. From now on, you can open up a dojo in the Chaos Layer and gradually become stronger. In addition, even if you make a great oath, there is still a way to participate in the prehistoric world."

The Heavenly Dao seemed to remember something, or to be planning something. Hongjun was silent for a long time. What could he do? He could only obey the Heavenly Dao.

Hongjun tore the chaos layer apart and opened up a new world. He wanted to call upon his own sword of time to help with the evolution, but he found that the fragments of the sword of time were also taken away by Di Qing.

Hongjun roared again in hatred: "Di Qing, you..."

Hongjun was extremely angry, but he could only think that he was unlucky and did not dare to confront Di Qing. Relying on his body, he refined a dojo and stayed in the Chaos Layer.

Di Qing didn't care at all about Hongjun's misery.

Today, Emperor Qing has crossed the Chaos Layer and entered the fetal membrane of the earth. The fetal membrane of the earth contains the primordial world, crossing the sky and arriving in the primordial earth.

Now, the war in the prehistoric world has ended. All the celestial cultivators have been killed. There may be a few celestial cultivators left, but they can't cause any big waves. Emperor Qing looked around, seeing that all the battlefields were fruitful, and stepped to the land of Kunlun.

In the land of Kunlun, Di Jiang and his companions easily killed all the celestial monks, rescued the severely injured tribesmen, and collected the corpses of the fallen tribesmen.

However, as Di Qing arrived, Di Jiang and the others also looked over and said, "Patriarch, you are here."

Di Qing nodded, then looked at Di Jiang and the others, and cast a spell to suppress the Three Pure Ones: "What's wrong with them?"

"Although Taiqing and the others are Hongjun's disciples, they have not practiced the heavenly system created by Hongjun. In addition, the Three Purities are ultimately linked to the Father God Pangu, and have a good relationship with you. So I don't know how to deal with them, so I will suppress them temporarily and wait for your decision." Dijiang said it without hesitation, obviously he didn't know how to deal with the Three Purities.

Emperor Qing looked at the Three Pure Ones and was in a dilemma. The Three Pure Ones were Hongjun's disciples, so Emperor Qing wanted to kill all the enemies, so he naturally had to kill the Three Pure Ones.

It can be thought that when he came to Kunlun, he traded with the Three Pure Ones and then received the Father God inheritance from the Three Pure Ones. It is with these inheritances that the many cultivation methods of the Wu Clan were developed.

Although during this transaction, Emperor Qing traded nine top-grade spiritual treasures for inheritance, but his own family knew their own business. The nine top-grade spiritual treasures were just garbage collected by the Wu Clan at random.

What's more, when Di Qing met the Three Pure Ones for the second time, they did not hold back at all and passed on all the methods they had learned to Di Qing.

This is more or less a favor. Di Qing is a man who will avenge his enemies and repay his kindness. After a little thought, he said, "Well, for the favor of passing on the Dharma, my Wu clan owes you brothers a favor. If I let you go this time, my Wu clan and the Three Pure Ones will not owe each other anything. If we fight again in the future, we will definitely not hold back."

He waved his hand, signaling Dijiang and the others to release Sanqing. Sanqing looked at Diqing with injuries and a complicated expression, with a self-deprecating smile: "Haha... I didn't expect that this would be the result between us. But no matter whether it is right or wrong this time, since Fellow Daoist Diqing has let us go, we brothers can only say thank you."

"However, our master is Hongjun after all. No matter what our master is like, we, the Three Pure Ones, cannot do such a thing as betraying our master. Therefore, if we fight again in the future and our brothers are defeated again, please ask the Wu Clan to kill us brothers."

After saying this, Taiqing took Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian away. Their backs were very depressed, but also helpless.

Emperor Qing said without further ado, "Clean up the battlefield, don't miss a single spot. Then return to Buzhou and reward the troops according to their merits."

After saying this, Di Qing turned around and left, heading straight for the Buzhou land.

In the blink of an eye, many years passed.

The celestial monks who were killed were also plundered into resources.

In the land of Kunlun, Dijiang and his companions also plundered Hongjun's Taoist temple and brought back the resources.

In the vast ancient world, the battle between the witch clan and the celestial monks has come to an end.

The Kunlun immortals also returned to the Buzhou land.

Di Qing was also waiting for them, and Di Jiang and his group, who returned first, also brought the results of this battle.

"Chief, one third of our Kunlun clan perished in this battle, and tens of thousands of our witch clan also perished. But the results of the battle were extremely vast. The celestial cultivators, who accounted for one third of the prehistoric cultivators, were completely slaughtered. And the resources transformed by these celestial cultivators are so vast that they are enough to fill the Kunlun Immortal City. Of course, a lot of resources were also divided up by the immortal cultivators and Buddhist cultivators who took part in this war." The Hongru Immortal Clan was in charge of statistics and told everything about the war.

(End of this chapter)