The Two Sages of the West Vomited Blood in Succession as Primordial Lord Laid Out His Plans for the Five Emperors

Primordial Lord had already made his plans.

One Maitreya was not enough. Ksitigarbha would definitely not escape either!

He looked at Xing Tian, swept out his sleeve, and directly took Xing Tian away.

A mere Great Shaman was no more than an ant to Primordial Lord.

Then, a mighty Saintly Voice reached the ears of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

"Xing Tian is of other use to me. Follow Xuanyuan Clan and pursue Chiyou."

The Twelve Golden Immortals trembled inwardly. They recognized their master's voice and respectfully replied, "This disciple obeys."

They immediately stopped paying attention to Xing Tian and rushed straight after Chiyou.

Primordial Lord looked at Grand Supreme Elder Lord of Morality and Tongtian. "Eldest Brother, Third Brother, I have other plans, so I will say no more."

Before the other two could say anything, he left directly and headed for the underworld.

Xing Tian was a Great Shaman of the Witch Clan and had a considerable relationship with Houtu, the Ancestral Witch.

Now he had spared Xing Tian's life in exchange for Ksitigarbha's.

One life for another, without even needing to act personally.

It achieved two goals at once!

A Saint's speed was extraordinarily fast. Before long, he had arrived at Fengdu City.

The mighty Saint's oppressive aura blanketed heaven and earth, sweeping across the vast underworld.

Fengdu hurriedly walked out of Fengdu City. Looking at Primordial Lord of Heaven, he respectfully asked, "May I ask why the Jade Purity Saint has visited the underworld today?"

Primordial Lord directly threw Xing Tian out, his voice booming.

"Xing Tian was deceived by the Western Teachings and the Human-Witch hybrid Chiyou into joining the Battle of Zhuolu, where he nearly died. I have some ties with your master Houtu. Since he is also of the Witch Clan, I brought him here."

Fengdu was stunned.

There was actually such a thing?

He looked at Xing Tian, covered in wounds, with even the shield in his hand broken. He knew that the Jade Purity Saint was telling the truth.

After all, this was a Saint. There was no need for him to deceive a junior like himself.

Fengdu looked at Xing Tian, sighed, and slowly said, "Xing Tian, I know you did this for the sake of the Witch Clan. You could not bear to watch the Witch Clan suffer, so you helped Chiyou."

"But Chiyou intermarried with the Human Clan and became a Human-Witch hybrid. With only thirty percent of the Witch Clan bloodline left in him, how dare he call himself a member of the Witch Clan?"

"You acted foolishly in this matter!"

"Y-Young Lord..."

Xing Tian stepped forward and saluted, looking somewhat awkward.

After calming down and thinking it over, he had already understood that his previous actions had indeed been ill-considered.

There was nothing improper about saluting Fengdu now. Fengdu was Houtu's disciple, and Houtu had once been an Ancestral Witch. Naturally, Xing Tian did not dare to be discourteous before Fengdu.

"It is good that you can understand it. From now on, just remain in the underworld. As for the other clan members, you need not worry either. I will go to the Witch Clan tribes and bring them all to the underworld."

Fengdu spoke calmly.

"Young Lord, how is Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, doing now? The Witch Clan members are all eagerly awaiting her return. When will she be able to return to the Witch Clan?"

Xing Tian asked, a faint glimmer of tears in his eyes.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had once shaken the Great Wilderness with their might, but now only Houtu remained.

The vast Witch Clan was also gradually declining. How tragic was that?

Seeing the slight softening in Xing Tian's gaze, Fengdu said, "Rest assured. The day my master returns to the Witch Clan will not be far off."

Although he knew that his master had been permanently imprisoned in the underworld and that returning to the Witch Clan was already a mere hope, after the Jade Purity Saint had met his master and left last time, he had noticed that his master had changed and was no longer utterly dispirited.

During the last lecture she gave him, she had even told him that she had allied with the Three Pure Ones and would eventually leave the underworld, instructing him to make preparations early.

Although he did not know what had happened, he knew that everything was developing in a good direction.

He looked at Primordial Lord and respectfully said, "Fengdu thanks the Jade Purity Saint for bringing Xing Tian back."

"It was nothing. Is your master free at present?"

Primordial Lord's expression was indifferent. Now that Xing Tian had been returned, it was time to settle some matters.

Before Fengdu could answer, a voice came from the Palace of Peace.

"Daoist Friend Primordial Lord, you may enter the Palace of Peace for a discussion."

Primordial Lord did not hesitate. His figure flashed, and he walked directly into the Palace of Peace.

Houtu sat high in the chief seat, the Earthly Dao Divine Wheel shining brilliantly. Primordial Lord could sense that after Houtu had gained control of the Earthly Dao Divine Wheel, her strength had also been gradually increasing. She now had a chance to break through the Heavenly Dao's restraints.

And she had allied with him. This would be a major source of assistance in the future Unification of the Three Teachings and the establishment of the Daoist sect!

For this reason, Houtu looked at Primordial Lord with a smile, though her eyes also held considerable astonishment.

Primordial Lord had actually grown this much stronger again!

She could see that the current Primordial Lord was vastly different from when they had last met, despite his realm not having increased by much.

Yet his aura was far deeper, giving her the feeling that she was facing a Primordial Chaos Great Dao Demon God!

His cultivation speed was simply too fast!

She was astonished inwardly but did not dwell on it.

After all, Primordial Lord's changes were too great. He had previously been able to give her the Earthly Dao Divine Wheel, a supreme treasure capable of breaking through the Heavenly Dao's restrictions.

So what if his cultivation speed was simply a little faster now?

Was there a problem?

No problem at all.

She looked at Primordial Lord and said directly, "Daoist Friend Primordial Lord, you came to the underworld this time and even saved Great Shaman Xing Tian. Houtu thanks you here first."

"But you surely did not come merely to bring Xing Tian here, did you?"

She was blunt and dispensed with all pleasantries.

After all, as an Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan, she was accustomed to being direct and naturally could not understand the use of those so-called courtesies.

Primordial Lord did not mind. "Indeed, there is something I need Daoist Friend Houtu's help with."

"What is it?"

Houtu was somewhat puzzled.

She could not even leave the underworld, yet there was something for which he needed her help?

Could it concern the underworld?

Primordial Lord came straight to the point. "The Two Sages of the West have repeatedly offended us Three Pure Ones and show no remorse. I came today to ask Daoist Friend Houtu to kill Ksitigarbha, or make Ksitigarbha leave the Western Teachings!"

"Ksitigarbha is currently in the underworld. For Daoist Friend Houtu, accomplishing such a thing should be very simple, should it not?"

Houtu understood Primordial Lord's intentions.

He had returned Xing Tian, then intended to borrow her hand to kill Ksitigarbha—a fine example of borrowing a knife to kill.

But Houtu did not refuse, nor did she have any reason to refuse.

She had long known that Ksitigarbha was a pawn the Two Sages of the West had planted in the underworld.

In the past, she had been disheartened and unwilling to concern herself with the affairs of the Great Wilderness, so she had allowed Ksitigarbha to remain.

Now she would inevitably break through the Heavenly Dao's restrictions and leave the underworld in the future. Having a Mystic Gate spy beside her would ultimately be irritating.

She looked at Primordial Lord. "Daoist Friend Primordial Lord need not concern yourself with this matter. Even if you had not come today, I would not have allowed Ksitigarbha to remain in the future."

If he refused, he would die!

That was Houtu's attitude toward Ksitigarbha.

"If that is the case, then I shall trouble you, Daoist Friend Houtu."

Primordial Lord did not remain any longer and left the underworld directly.

Now that Maitreya had been killed and Ksitigarbha was also in danger, the Western Heaven's fortune was bound to be dealt a heavy blow!

After all, the fortune of a sect was closely connected to its disciples.

If a lineage did not even have a single Great Principle Golden Immortal, and its disciples were of mixed quality, how could its sect's fortune flourish?

Take Ancestor Minghe of the Netherworld Sea of Blood, for example. He had once imitated the Three Pure Ones by establishing a sect and founded the Killing Sect. Yet most of his disciples were from the Asura clan or the demon clan that had once served Demon Ancestor Rahu. There were few Great Principle Golden Immortals in the sect, and the disciples were of mixed quality. Thus, although he had established the sect many years ago, its name had never become prominent in the Great Wilderness.

Now Western Heaven had first lost Maitreya and then Ksitigarbha. If the Two Sages of the West learned of this, who knew what expressions they would show?

They would probably be so enraged that they would vomit blood on the spot!

A smile appeared on Primordial Lord's face. Just thinking about it relieved his anger.

It was time to let the Two Sages of the West hear the news.

Then he directly withdrew the Heavenly Mystery Compass and stopped concealing the secrets of heaven.

At the instant the Heavenly Mystery Compass was withdrawn, the Two Sages of the West already learned that Maitreya had been slain.

Their minds shook violently, and Jieyin even spat out a mouthful of old blood.

His face twisted savagely. His heart seemed to be pierced by hundreds of millions of silver needles, the agony like countless ants gnawing at him.

"Maitreya! The fortune of our Western Teachings!"

"Who was it? Who dared to kill my disciple? This is utterly inhuman!!!"

Jieyin roared again and again, blood staining his robes and making him look utterly wretched!