Demon Realm, inside Black Firmament Palace
Demon Ancestor Rahu was working himself up emotionally. His expression was indignant, and he suddenly clenched both fists.
"This is our only chance, so we must seize it. Do you two understand?"
Wutian and Kui Gang were seated on the meditation cushions sent by Honghong and JunJun. Seeing the Demon Ancestor like this...
"Yes, Demon Ancestor!"
Though the two wore such expressions on their faces, each had his own plans in mind. As for the Demon Clan, hypocrisy was nothing out of the ordinary.
Wutian had little interest in occupying Spirit Mountain. His goal was simply to destroy Buddhism and kill Rulai while he was at it.
Jade Emperor's goal was even simpler: slack off. As long as he prevented the Demon Clan from breaking into the Heavenly Court within the Thirty-three Heavens, his task would be complete.
"Jade Emperor, ask Luohu if he has any plans."
"That way, Haotian and the others can make preparations early!"
Old Ancestor Hongjun's voice rang out beside Jade Emperor's ear once more. Since his master had given the order,
Jade Emperor opened his mouth and asked,
"Demon Ancestor, as the lord of the Demon Clan, this campaign into the Primordial Land is no small matter. You should decide on a plan."
"Should I and Buddha Ancestor Wutian join forces and defeat them one by one, or...?"
Upon hearing this, Luohu let out a cold laugh and waved his hand dismissively.
"The momentum of the Heavenly Dao is not with their Xuanmen this time. The advantage lies with our Demon Clan!"
"You two should split up and attack them separately. Just crush your way through!"
The Heavenly Dao truly revolved in cycles. It had finally become Luohu's turn. With such momentum behind him, what need was there for