Dijiang Departs, Stirring the Winds of Change! All Primordial Great Experts Turn Their Eyes!

He wanted the Demon Clan and the Western Teachings to understand that the alliance they had so carefully plotted was nothing more than a joke in his, Niu Ben's, eyes.

He wanted the entire Primordial Wilderness to understand who the true protagonist of this Tribulation was, and who was the chess player capable of deciding the course of the game.

"Wasn't this a little too risky, Fellow Daoist?"

Empress Pingxin looked at Niu Ben, her compassionate eyes carrying a trace of confusion and concern.

Though she kept herself apart from worldly affairs, that did not mean she was ignorant of them.

With this move, Niu Ben had directly pushed the Wu Clan into the eye of the storm, while placing himself and the Underworld squarely against the Demon Clan and the Western Teachings.

It was equivalent to taking the initiative to ignite the fiercest battlefield just as the Tribulation had begun.

"Risky?"

Hearing this, Niu Ben lazily leaned back against his throne and shifted into a more comfortable position.

"No, this isn't risky at all."

He raised a finger and waved it, an amused smile on his face.

"This is called beating the mountain to frighten the tiger. It is also called... striking first."

"Think about it. Why did that old crow, Di Jun, pinch his nose and bleed his heart dry to take out three Innate Spiritual Treasures to curry favor with those two bald men from the West?"

Empress Pingxin pondered. "Because he is afraid. He fears that the Demon Clan alone cannot contend with you in this Tribulation."

"Exactly!"

Niu Ben snapped his fingers.

"He is afraid, so he needs allies. But the allies he found are no saints either. They are two greedy men who chase profit and never act without reward."

"What is this alliance