The Strife Between Buddha and Demon

"Hongjun! Nether River! This hatred cannot live beneath the same sky!"

Luo Hou let out a shrill, venomous scream of resentment, wrapped himself around the damaged World-Destroying Black Lotus, turned into a streak of pitch-black demonic light, and fled in blind panic toward the human realm.

"Trying to escape to the human realm?" Nether River frowned, but did not pursue.

The human realm was special. Because of the Heavenly Dao brand Zhang Hao had laid down, no matter who went there, they could only maintain the realm of a Daluo Golden Immortal.

He cultivated the path of Hunyuan, not the method of Zenith Heaven.

If he went there, he might not necessarily be able to beat Luo Hou.

But the Zenith Heaven experts inside the Chaos Bead all had deep foundations. Dealing with Luo Hou should not be a problem, so there was no need for him to worry about it.

He raised a hand and recalled Yuantu and Abi, looking in the direction where Luo Hou had vanished with a grave gaze.

"Troublesome. That guy ran to the human realm—is he planning to lie low and recover, or does he have some other scheme?"

He dispersed the phantom of the blood sea and the Blood God Childs. With a flicker of his figure, he vanished from the edge of the Prehistoric World.

The next moment, he appeared directly in the depths of the Netherworld Underworld, inside Great Emperor Fengdu's palace.

Great Emperor Fengdu, Chen Tian, was reviewing a mountain of official documents.

"There have been more and more troublesome matters lately," Chen Tian said calmly.

"Luo Hou isn't completely dead. Bengtian and that gang of Chaos Demon Gods fished him back up. I just gave him a beating, and he ran off to the human realm," Nether River said,