"Zhaoming, what do you think?" Di Jun asked again.

Zhaoming did not comment, but asked back: "Why did you suddenly talk about this?"

Di Jun thought for a while and then said slowly: "What I, Di Jun, asked Zhao Ming to be stunned. I didn't expect that he would suddenly say this. Revitalizing the demon clan is almost every demon clan's long-cherished wish, but the difficulty of this matter cannot be achieved in just a few words. I believe you have heard of some things over the years. The demon clan has declined and has been bullied by the witch clan. Although it is a temporary emergency, it is by no means the fundamental solution to the problem."

Zhaoming nodded slightly, and he naturally understood that without the Immortal King in charge, and with the many demon kings, no one obeyed each other, it was a mess of sand. Now the Witch Clan was restrained by the Immortal Clan and could not pull out. Once they were free, they just needed to lead a few big witches' men with one Immortal King, which was enough to pull out all the forces of all the demon clans.

At this time, Di Jun continued: "I have been wandering among the demon kings of all sides over the years, hoping that they can join forces. After all, even if they join forces, they may not be opponents, let alone fight each other."

Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly: "But the effect is really bad. The contradictions left by the Battle of Dragon and Phoenix are still unresolved. Shi Feng's betrayal at that time left a haze in the hearts of the remains of Juye. Even though General Bai Ze is still very wise, the beast-like demon clan really dares to cooperate with the other two demon clans."

"And apart from this reason, it is difficult for me to reach a consensus between birds and scales."

Zhaoming was sad. He didn't know much about the Battle of Dragon and Phoenix, but he also knew a lot of things. It is not difficult to see from the incident in Lushan that it is difficult for many demon kings to ally with each other.

"I don't know how long the battle between the immortals and the witch tribes can last. In my opinion, even if the witch tribe cannot win, it will never be defeated. Once some changes occur, the two sides may have a standstill. After all, if there is no result, continuing the fierce battle will only lose their respective people in vain."

"Once the two immortals and witches cease to fight, the high priest of the witch clan will definitely draw out the strong men from the Immortal King realm to lead a few great witches to clear the obstacles behind it."

"My demon clan cannot deal with it at all. The only way is to escape, escape further overseas. Escape to a place where the witch clan does not want to go there for the time being."

Zhaoming didn't say anything, and that's the case. Now the demon clan seems stable, but in fact it is an illusion. Faced with the powerful witch clan, you may encounter a catastrophe at any time.

At this time, Di Jun sighed again: "Escape may be a way to preserve strength. But once escape becomes a habit, such a demon clan will no longer have the confidence to face the witch clan."

"And even though we are overseas now, we are not far from the prehistoric continent. Looking at this continent from afar can arouse our demon clan's determination to restore our former glory. But once we are far away, it becomes a luxury to even come back to see the prehistoric continent. At that time, such determination will collapse, and the descendants of our demon clan will become numb and begin to get used to living in places far away from the prehistoric world, and the demon clan will have no hope."

Although it was not certain, Zhaoming also felt that things might be like this. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What do you want to do?"

Di Jun raised his head slightly and looked at the sky tomorrow and said, "I have always hoped that the demon kings of all sides could join forces. But the facts have told me that this is impossible unless I can achieve the realm of the Immortal King."

"I am alone. Although the demon kings from all sides treat me very well, they do not have their own power after all, and they cannot really hear what I say. So I decided to establish my own power and revitalize the demon clan according to my own ideas."

"This...is probably not an easy thing!" Zhaoming said.

Di Jun nodded: "There are several things that are easy to do in the world. Not being able to do or not doing is different. Even if it fails, at least I won't regret it. It's better to watch my demon clan slowly die of death."

Zhaoming lowered his eyebrows slightly: "But I am only in the realm of the fairy, what can I help you?"

Di Jun shook his head: "The realm is only a temporary thing. More than three thousand years ago, no one knew about the Rakshasa King. Three thousand years later, how many people didn't know his reputation. Once upon a time, how many people did you know about it? But now, not everyone in the world knows it, but almost everyone in my demon clan has heard of it."

"In just a few years, you have reached the realm of celestial immortals. In my opinion, your talent is not as good as that of the Rakshasa King. One day, you will definitely be truly known to everyone in the world."

"More importantly, brothers work together, and they will cut off gold and have you help you. Many times, I can naturally deal with it calmly."

Di Jun said sincerely, and his eyes looking at Zhaoming were full of expectations.

It is impossible not to say that what he said was very contagious, and even Shura looked hopeful.

However, there were some things that were really hard to say. Zhaoming thought for a moment, took a breath, and shook his head: "Brother, sorry, I don't think I can help you now."

"Why?" A lot of disappointment immediately emerged on Di Jun's face.

He hoped that Zhaoming would join, not just because of Zhaoming's potential, but because of a kind of spiritual encouragement and support. Zhaoming's help now will not be too great, but at least it can make him know that he is not fighting alone.

Zhaoming sighed: "I am not strong enough, so many things may be a mistake. Moreover, I just left Chigang, and I have not calmed down in many things. It is really difficult to accept your invitation."

Looking at Di Jun's face, Zhaoming hesitated for a moment and continued, "But I just can't join for the moment. If my brother has something to do, I will do my best to help."

Di Jun nodded and patted his shoulder: "I understand that although I feel a little regretful, I respect your choice. And this matter will not start in a short while. I still need to make a lot of preparations. Maybe you have changed your mind by then."

Zhaoming nodded: "I understand! I will naturally go to find you as soon as possible."

"Okay!" Di Jun laughed, clearing the gloomy atmosphere between the few people, and then shouted: "You and Shura are here first, I'll discuss some things with King Shangyang before coming."

"You are yourselves!" Zhaoming nodded and watched Di Jun leave again.

After Di Jun walked away, Shura asked, "Brother, I thought you would agree, why should I refuse?"

The two brothers have been together for many years and know each other very well. Naturally, they can see that Zhaoming is moved. They thought it would be a natural thing, but Zhaoming refused, so they naturally don't understand.

"Do you think Di Jun is approachable and unique?" Zhaoming asked back.

Shura nodded: "Isn't it?"

Zhaoming took a deep breath and said slowly.
Chapter completed!