The Saints' Apprehension and Departure? Taiyi: Is This Punishment for the Demon Race?

"Brother Yuanshi and Brother Taiqing speak truly!"

"Kong Xuan, as one of Phoenix bloodline, you must never act arrogantly or commit transgressions in the future!"

"Otherwise, This Palace will not spare you either!"

"..."

Nuwa let out a few cold sniffs as well, and without delay turned to head toward Nuwa Palace.

At this moment, she only wished to know whether that maidservant beside her still had a chance to welcome the Thunder Tribulation.

"Kong Xuan, the gates of my Western Teachings are always open to you!"

"If you have nowhere to go, you may come directly!"

"..."

Jieyin had intended to continue persuading Kong Xuan to join the Western Teachings, but seeing Taiqing and Yuanshi begin to withdraw, a trace of wariness arose in his heart.

He could only nod toward Kong Xuan, then directly vanished into the void.

Thus, only Tongtian, Taiyi, and the powerful experts of the Demon Race remained.

Tongtian glanced at Kong Xuan, then turned his gaze to Taiyi.

"Taiyi, this Kong Xuan's nature is worthy of entering This Seat's sight, and thus he must not be destroyed!"

"If you still make a move after This Seat departs, This Seat will not easily forgive you!"

Tongtian was no longer willing to forcefully recruit Kong Xuan.

However, he was quite satisfied with Kong Xuan's unyielding temper—after all, one who would not bow before the Saints was rare in the Primordial World.

Unfortunately, he too was unwilling to risk bearing the Heavenly Dao's punishment by continuing to speak.

Before leaving, Tongtian specifically warned Taiyi, granting Kong Xuan a sliver of hope.

"Saint Tongtian jests!"

"How could This Emperor act against the will of the Heavenly Dao?"

Taiyi responded with some helplessness.

Even the Saints had been scared off; he naturally would not risk offending the Heavenly Dao by attempting to strike at Kong Xuan.

But in his heart, he had no intention of letting Kong Xuan leave just like that. If he would not act, could not his many Demon Race experts still do so?

Thus, the moment Tongtian departed, Taiyi looked toward Shang Yang not far away.

Shang Yang's expression shifted involuntarily. She too had sensed it just now and understood that the reason the Saints had not forcefully interrogated Kong Xuan was their fear of the Heavenly Dao's punishment.

Was she not afraid as well?

Unfortunately, Taiyi ordered her to suppress Kong Xuan, and she could not defy Taiyi's Imperial Decree.

This placed her in a dilemma.

At this moment, Kong Xuan was also somewhat dumbfounded.

Just now, he had worried that these Saints would forcibly act against him and suppress him!

Yet in an instant, the Saints had all left cleanly.

Even Taiyi, who had been clamoring to kill him before, showed no intention of continuing to strike.

Could it really be that his words just now had moved the Heavenly Dao and earned its favor?

Meanwhile, within the Thunder Tribulation Divine Palace, Mo Wen revealed a faint smile, quite satisfied with his own maneuvering.

He glanced at the wall of the Thunder Tribulation Divine Palace and noticed that Taiyi had no intention of leaving.

"It seems Taiyi still hasn't given up!"

"Oh well!"

"This time, I'll grant the Demon Race a little benefit!"

"..."

Mo Wen muttered to himself, then split off a wisp of Divine Sense, directing it toward the tribulation information of Lu Ya on the Light Screen.

He had originally planned to send down a Thunder Tribulation for Lu Ya.

After all, the Demon Race's previous failed tribulations were all related to his inexperience in striking with lightning.

This time, it would serve as compensation to the Demon Race, while also helping Kong Xuan shake off Taiyi.

Lu Ya was the youngest of Di Jun's ten sons, and Taiyi's nephew.

If he was undergoing a tribulation, Taiyi, as his uncle, could hardly refuse to go watch, could he?

As for whether Lu Ya could safely pass the tribulation, that depended on how Lu Ya handled it.

"I'll go a little easy this time—that should count as treating the Demon Race fairly."

After all, Lu Ya was the Demon Crown Prince, with no ordinary Fortune, foundation, or strength.

Furthermore, if the Tribulation Lightning were too weak, Taiyi might not have rushed back in such haste.

With this thought, Mo Wen's Divine Sense trembled, and he directly set an Eight-Nine Thunder Tribulation for Lu Ya!

"Rumble..."

Soon, above the Valley of Tang within the Demon Race's territory, a patch of Tribulation Clouds began to emerge.

The Tribulation Clouds expanded rapidly, instantly blotting out the entire sky, sending forth bursts of startling rumbling sounds.

"A Transformation Thunder Tribulation?"

"Elder brothers, that is my Transformation Thunder Tribulation!"

"I can finally undergo Tribulation Transcendence and Transformation!"

"..."

At that moment, a Three-legged Golden Crow radiating blazing firelight let out a series of excited cries.

"Tenth Brother, prepare to undergo the Tribulation with peace of mind!"

"We have already sent word to Father and Second Uncle!"

"They will surely rush here as quickly as possible to protect you through the Tribulation!"

"..."

Not far from Lu Ya, the Nine Figures were also startled at first, then quickly broke into broad smiles, transmitting news of Lu Ya's Tribulation to Di Jun and Taiyi.

If this had been before, they would never have been so tense.

But with a few precedents of failed Tribulations among the Demon Race's children, they were naturally worried for Lu Ya's safety.

Inner Hall of Demon Emperor Palace!

Di Jun's figure abruptly stood up, a hint of joy spreading across his face.

Beside him, two women with graceful figures and delicate features also turned their gazes toward the Valley of Tang.

"Your Majesty, has my son's Transformation Thunder Tribulation arrived?"

One of the women asked Di Jun, as if uncertain.

"Indeed!"

"Do not worry, you two. This Emperor has already sent word to Second Brother. When he and I both protect our son through the Tribulation, he will surely cross it safely!"

As his words fell, Di Jun's figure flickered and shot out of the Demon Emperor Palace.

At that same moment, Taiyi, who was in the Honghuang South urging the Demon God Shang Yang to attack Kong Xuan, also stiffened slightly, a look of surprise crossing his face.

"My nephew Lu Ya has actually drawn his Transformation Thunder Tribulation?"

"Could it be... because of this Kong Xuan?"

"Not good—This Emperor must personally rush over!"

Taiyi's expression was grim.

Earlier, Tribulation Clouds had appeared over the legacies of the Saints, yet none had triggered a Transformation Thunder Tribulation.

And now, his youngest nephew had actually drawn one.

He feared this was the Heavenly Dao's displeasure at his earlier scheming, a punishment to befall the Demon Race.

So, abandoning Kong Xuan entirely, he erupted with overwhelming might, urging his treasure to tear through the Space Barrier, intending to cross the void and race to the Valley of Tang.

If this Transformation Thunder Tribulation truly was a punishment from the Heavenly Dao, he might still rely on the power of his Innate Treasure to protect Lu Ya.

"He left?"

"Has something gone wrong in the Demon Race?"

Seeing Taiyi depart in haste, Kong Xuan, who had been on high alert, was taken aback.

Could it be that something had happened in the Demon Race, forcing Taiyi to abandon his chance to deal with him and return?

Above, Shang Yang also froze for a moment, then quickly sensed toward the Demon Race's direction.

"A Transformation Thunder Tribulation?"

"Crown Prince Lu Ya has drawn his Transformation Thunder Tribulation before all the Saint disciples?"

"Could it be..."

As if realizing something, Shang Yang's face twisted in shock.

Then, she urgently called out to the Demon Race elites under her command: "Let's go! The Crown Prince's Tribulation is paramount. We cannot strike at this Kong Xuan for now!"

With that, her figure flickered, and she departed first.

From Shang Yang's words, Kong Xuan also pieced together the reason for this turn of events.

This made his body tremble, a strange suspicion stirring in his heart.

The Transformation Thunder Tribulation had appeared repeatedly, driving off both the Saint and the Demon Emperor, as if it were saving him.

Though his strength was meager, he still had some self-awareness, knowing the Heavenly Dao would not go to such lengths for a mere Primordial Unity Golden Immortal like him.

Could it be that his casual remark about being a "Thunder Chaser" had actually landed him a master?