His eyes were filled with undisguised eagerness and... a hint of "inevitability."

As long as he could successfully persuade the hot-tempered yet powerful Fire Ancestor Witch Zhurong to nod in agreement to join the "Divine Clan" system and assume the position of the Flame Emperor, it would be tantamount to indirectly gaining the recognition and support of the entire Witch Clan (at least the lineage of the Fire Ancestor Witch)!

Given the immense influence and formidable strength the Witch Clan still held over the Primordial Land, if he could truly get Zhurong to join the "Divine Clan," it would be an absolute windfall for his fledgling "makeshift ensemble." No, it would be a jackpot!

Thus, Di Jun could no longer contain the excitement and anticipation in his heart. He decided that this time, he would personally set out for the Witch Dao Academy on Buzhou Mountain to meet the legendary Fire Ancestor Witch and ensure he "invited" him into his "Divine Clan" camp!

However, while the ideals were grand, reality... was often starkly sobering.

Di Jun arrived eagerly at Buzhou Mountain and found Zhurong, who was within the Witch Dao Academy instructing the younger generations and imparting the mysteries of the Fire Great Dao.

When he confidently laid out his grand plan to "establish the Divine Clan, unite the Ten Thousand Races, and jointly create a glorious future for the Primordial" and expressed his goodwill in inviting Zhurong to serve as the "Southern Flame Emperor" of the Divine Clan to the Fire Ancestor Witch.

Zhurong's reaction was far beyond his expectations.

"What?! Unite the Ten Thousand Races with one clan?! Heavenly Emperor, Have you… have you gone mad?! Or did some idiot trick you?!"

When Zhurong finished listening to Di Jun's plan, his eyes, which seemed to burn with two groups of Divine Fire, instantly widened in shock and disbelief, filled with disdain. He even subconsciously took two steps back, as if afraid he might catch Di Jun's "madness," and incredulously retorted, "Emperor, which blind, treacherous scoundrel gave you such a rotten idea?!"

"Ahem... this... this idea, I came up with it myself." Di Jun was so choked by Zhurong's unceremonious "soul-searching" questioning that he couldn't speak for a while. He could only blush and answer somewhat ruefully.

"You came up with it?!" Upon hearing this, Zhurong acted as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He scrutinized Di Jun from head to toe several times, looking at him as if he were a hopeless fool.

Then he bluntly and mercilessly attacked, "Heavenly Emperor, it's not that I, Zhurong, do not respect you as the Supreme of the Three Realms!"

"The fact is... the fact is your so-called 'Divine Clan' plan has absolutely no chance of success at all! It's sheer fantasy, the raving of a madman!"

"Have you forgotten the fate of Shen Ni in the ancient times, who attempted to conquer the Ten Thousand Races with a single clan and enslave all beings? He was ultimately executed by all the living beings of the entire Primordial Universe, meeting a tragic end of death and the dissolving of his Dao, lost forever! How is what you are doing today essentially any different from what Shen Ni did back then?!"

"In my opinion, if you are determined to carry out this 'Divine Clan,' Shen Ni's fate today might very well be yours tomorrow!"

Upon hearing these words, Di Jun's face instantly turned as dark as a pot bottom, filled with depression and frustration!

Before coming here, he had heard that this Fire Ancestor Witch Zhurong was straightforward and candid, always saying what's on his mind without reservation.

Yet he never expected this guy would be... so blunt! It was as if he didn't hold back at all, giving Di Jun, the Heavenly Emperor, no face whatsoever!

Zhurong, however, seemed entirely unaware of Di Jun's grim expression and continued speaking to himself, "Moreover, we of the Witch Clan, are formed from the Pangu Essence Blood, standing tall and proud, our bloodline noble, inheriting the supreme glory and indomitable will of our Father God! We are the Witch Clan! A unique Witch Clan — not some vague and confusing 'Divine Clan'!"

"Therefore, Heavenly Emperor, you'd better just go back! Asking me, Zhurong, to take on this nonsensical role of 'Divine Clan Flame Emperor' is simply the greatest insult to me, Zhurong, and to the entire Witch Clan!"

"And…" At this point, Zhurong's eyes, burning with a fierce fire, suddenly condensed, staring intently at Di Jun, with a tone unprecedentedly serious and... cold.

"Heavenly Emperor, I, Zhurong, put it frankly today! I advise you, it's best to abandon the unrealistic idea of 'Divine Clan' early, and perform your duties as the Heavenly Emperor properly, managing your Heavenly Court, instead of dwelling on those frivolous whims!"

"Otherwise, should you infringe upon the fundamental interests of our Witch Clan because of it, or attempt to forcibly coerce us into joining this 'Divine Clan'..."

"Then, my apologies!"

"At that time, we, the thirteen Ancestor Witches, will have to eliminate the traitors by your side!"

"Consider this a fair warning!"

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