Luohu's State of Mind

Before long, Poxun, the "Heavenly Demon King," appeared at the entrance to the hall.

His expression was fervent as he knelt and kowtowed with utmost reverence. "This subordinate failed in his duties and could not carry out the Demon Ancestor's plan. Please forgive me, Demon Ancestor!!"

"Rise. The fault in this matter does not lie with you!"

Luohu's gaze shifted slightly, and endless demonic light seemed to flicker in his eyes, as though the entire space were trembling.

"I have a task for you..."

Tian Boxun's eyes flickered. "Please tell me, Demon Ancestor!"

Luohu pondered for a moment, then said, "The situation in the Primordial World has changed to a certain extent, but it is still far from enough!"

"The three clans have already moved against Fuxi at my instigation. Although my objective was not achieved, it... may not all be bad news!"

Tian Boxun was stunned.

Following Luohu's orders, he had successfully brought the patriarchs of the three clans together to deal with Fuxi.

In his view, no matter how powerful the Witch Clan's side was, it could never have dealt with that situation.

With the three clans coming in person, how could the little Witch Clan have stopped them?

Perhaps only Demon Ancestor Luohu himself descending, or Hongjun, Yang Mei, and the others stepping forward, could have suppressed the three clan patriarchs.

Yet who could have imagined that the patriarchs of the three clans would be defeated just like that?

Fuxi, who held the fort for the Witch Clan, was truly terrifying.

Tian Boxun had been quite worried about it, afraid that Luohu would fly into a rage and take it out on him.

But he could not understand why Luohu, though he seemed somewhat irritable, was not discouraged by the outcome.

He even thought it was not a bad thing.

Tian Boxun did not dare guess.

The Demon Ancestor's thoughts ran deep. Given his own realm, there was no way he could fathom them.

Yet Luohu seemed to be in a better mood. He glanced at Tian Boxun and slowly said, "The task I am giving you is the same as before: incite the three clans!"

"And this time, the matter will give the three clans a sense of danger—a sense of danger from the Witch Clan."

"Do you understand?"

Tian Boxun saw the light.

"So that's how it is!"

Although the three clans had always competed, and the fighting between them had been extremely fierce,

In the end, they still guarded their feathers and were unwilling to fight to the bitter end.

That much could be seen from the fact that there was still room for cooperation among the three clans.

What Luohu wanted was for the three clans to slaughter one another completely and plunge the world into utter chaos.

Although the Demon Sect had been stirring up trouble among the three clans, achieving that had been rather difficult.

But now, the existence of Fuxi and the Witch Clan provided a natural condition for it.

For as long as Fuxi remained, the three clans would feel a strong sense of danger.

And at this time, all one had to do was spread a rumor: that unifying the three clans would allow one to attain the Dao and become a Sage, and rule the Primordial World.

Without much further effort, the three clans would walk to their own destruction.

"Brilliant, Demon Ancestor!"

Tian Boxun could not help cupping his fists.

He was not flattering Luohu; his admiration came from the heart.

To be able to think of such things even after his plan had been ruined—one could only say that the Demon Ancestor truly lived up to his name.

This was also why the Six Demonic Overlords willingly risked their lives for Luohu.

It was not simply because of his strength!

The lands of the Primordial World.

With the battle between the three great Quasi-Sages and Fuxi over,

The fighting among the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans abruptly diminished.

After all, the defeat of the three clan patriarchs had dealt their morale a tremendous blow.

Without a doubt, most members of the three clans had begun to question their lives.

Every last one of them had claimed to be the strongest in the Primordial World, but what happened in the end? What was the result?

Hadn't Fuxi thoroughly beaten them all the same?

Without knowing the strength of Luohu, Hongjun, and the others, they regarded Fuxi as the strongest in the Primordial World.

Although the Witch Clan now had the strength to stand against the three clans, they did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, they guarded Pangu Hall and quietly developed.

For a time, the entire Primordial World suddenly fell quiet!

But everyone knew that this was merely the calm before the storm.

Sure enough, before long, a rumor began circulating among the three clans, spreading farther and farther.

According to the rumor, the Witch Clan was destined by heaven to become the future hegemon, and the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans were bound to be eliminated by the Witch Clan.

The only way to save the three clans was for one clan to defeat the other two and unify the Primordial World, then use all its providence to help its patriarch advance to the Sage realm.

By then, all beneath a Sage would be ants, and the threat posed by Fuxi and the Witch Clan would be nothing to speak of.

It was a rumor, but to most living beings in the Primordial World, it was also the truth.

To suppress a Fuxi this terrifying, becoming a Sage was the only choice.

Not to mention that the patriarchs of the three clans had already intended to unify the Primordial World and become Sages through providence.

The emergence of this rumor merely gave them stronger motivation.

Thus, the brief peace among the three clans was shattered in an instant, and the Primordial World returned to an age of slaughter.

Moreover, the fighting among the three clans was even more brutal this time, reaching a fever pitch.

Conflict flared up again in the Primordial World. Because of the fighting among the three clans, countless living beings in the Primordial World died tragic deaths each day, and boundless fiendish Qi filled heaven and earth.

Whenever great battles erupted among these divine beasts of the Primordial World, a region of the Primordial World would be battered until heaven and earth were unstable and the five elements were in disarray.

If it had only been battles between members of the three clans, that would have been manageable.

After all, over these countless years, there had been no shortage of fighting among them.

But when the patriarchs themselves stepped forward and began to fight, things took a turn for the worse.

They were Quasi-Sages of tremendous strength.

At the Quasi-Sage realm, the might of their battles went without saying. Every great battle posed an enormous threat to the Primordial World.

Not to mention that, in their struggle for providence, the three clan patriarchs had reached the point where they had no choice but to strike with all their might.

They used all manner of dharma treasures, unleashing even more terrifying might!

Even though the Primordial World spanned countless trillions of li, year after year of war among the three clans left it increasingly battered and broken.

Endless mountains and rivers collapsed, leaving ruined stretches of land in their wake. From time to time, bolts of lightning flashed inexplicably across the skies of the Primordial World, as though heavenly tribulation had descended.

Calamity Fiendish Qi covered the entire Primordial World, affecting every living being and gradually turning them into puppets of slaughter.

With the Demon Clan fanning the flames from behind the scenes, the lands of the Primordial World knew even less peace.

Jade Capital Mountain.

This mountain ranked among the Primordial World's thirty-six grotto-heavens and seventy-two blessed lands.

Within it, spiritual Qi flowed thick as nectar, spiritual treasures lay everywhere, and countless spiritual roots grew. Spiritual veins ran through the mountain, exquisite fragrances lingered, and auspicious mists shimmered in myriad colors.

The mountain range was vast and continuous, winding and twisting for countless millions of li across heaven and earth, traversing the entire grotto-heaven and blessed land.

Among the lands of the Primordial World, this place ranked among the top five blessed lands of immortals!

Yet no one dared come and fight for such a blessed land, all because a treasure hall stood here.

This was the Daoist temple of a mighty figure of the Primordial World, Daoist Hongjun.

At this moment, a streak of rainbow light swept across the sky, then appeared outside Jade Capital Mountain's defensive grand formation.