I Have No Choice But to Exterminate Demons and Uphold the Way

A pair of beautiful eyes stared fixedly at Haotian.

Within her heart, she continuously weighed Haotian's intentions.

At the same time, she had also prepared to have Kunpeng step forward and block Haotian.

Hmph!

The River Diagram and Lo Shu Square were not so easily taken.

At that moment, Haotian raised his head and glanced at the Demon Race on the distant mountaintop.

He could not help but sigh inwardly.

So the Northern Region was truly different!

Imperial We had only just set foot in the Northern Region when We encountered a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal-level Demon.

With this Investiture of the Gods of Ours, We could finally recruit some decent hands.

Having thought this through, Haotian's form flickered, and he arrived directly outside a great Array Formation.

Gazing at the Array Formation before him, Haotian nodded to himself in approval.

Not bad~!

Not bad!

They could even set up a mountain-protecting Array Formation.

As expected of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal-level Demon, far stronger than those previous pieces of trash.

With that, Haotian flicked his sleeve, and the mountain-protecting Array Formation instantly dissolved like ice and snow.

Such was the advantage of cultivation realm.

Under the gap of a major realm, this kind of acquired Array Formation—

Haotian shattered it cleanly with a casual wave.

The moment the Array Formation was broken, a roar of fury came from within the cave dwelling.

"Who?

Who broke This..."

Before the words could finish, a green-faced, fanged giant had already appeared before Haotian.

Once the giant saw Haotian's face clearly, the words he had yet to roar out were abruptly cut short.

At this time, any Demon in the Northern Region with Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal cultivation

was mostly a remnant of the former Demon Race's Heavenly Court.

Though everyone called them Demon remnants, that did not stop them from having some background.

At the very least, behind them stood the Demon Master Kunpeng.

At the grandest scale, behind them stood the Saint Nuwa.

These Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals still knew what Haotian looked like.

The saying that gods have no form applied only to common mortals.

It was precisely because he recognized the newcomer's face that the giant stopped his words.

No joke!

The events that had taken place in the Heavenly Court had spread throughout the high-level cultivation circles of the Primordial World.

He had no desire to throw away his life over a single sentence.

Having barely survived the great calamity, all he wanted now was to live.

Thus, the giant cupped his hands and said, "Ying Zhao of the Demon Race greets the Heavenly Emperor!

May I ask what business brings the Heavenly Emperor here?"

Hearing Ying Zhao's words, Haotian could not help but feel a flicker of surprise.

Ying Zhao?

One of the former Demon Marshals of the Demon Race's Heavenly Court.

He had thought that a Demon he encountered just upon entering the Northern Region could not be any formidable figure.

Unexpectedly, he had run into a former Demon Marshal.

Imperial We's luck really was...

Forget it!

Stop thinking!

If he kept thinking, the smile at the corner of his mouth would be impossible to suppress.

Ying Zhao appearing in this region—it seems someone wants him to guard the southern gate of the Northern Region.

But whether it was Empress Nuwa or Kunpeng who had that idea...

None of that matters anymore.

Since Haotian had run into him, Ying Zhao could only go watch the gates of the Heavenly Court.

Then Haotian spoke: "Oh~!

So it's Demon Marshal Ying Zhao!

Imperial We was wondering why We saw such heavy karmic obstruction from afar.

Clearly not a virtuous place.

Tsk!

A slip of the tongue, Marshal, don't take it to heart."

Hearing Haotian's words, Ying Zhao's face twitched violently.

Clearly, he was enduring with great difficulty.

When had he, Ying Zhao, ever suffered such foul treatment?

Haotian's words were practically calling him a beast to his face.

But considering Haotian's strength, Ying Zhao forcibly swallowed his rage.

He had no choice but to endure.

If he truly angered this one, he'd probably have to spend the rest of his days in the Wa Imperial Palace.

Dare to set foot in the Primordial World again, and he'd surely invite pursuit from the man before him.

As for using Empress Nuwa's name to scare off Haotian?

Ying Zhao didn't think that was possible.

That man hadn't backed down even half a step when facing the Six Sages.

In his words, he'd even exposed the Six Sages' deepest secrets.

Given that he'd done such a thing and still stood before him unscathed, Ying Zhao dared not harbor any false hope.

Then Ying Zhao replied: "I didn't expect the Heavenly Emperor to be so witty.

This Humble One is under Empress Nuwa's orders to guard the southern gate of the Northern Region here, Preventing any members of the Demon Race from leaving the North without permission.

I imagine the Heavenly Emperor has come to the North on business as well.

This Humble One won't delay the Heavenly Emperor.

Please, go ahead!"

But Haotian waved his hand at these words: "Eh~!

Imperial We did come to the North for a purpose.

However, it has a bit to do with the Marshal."

"Oh~?

Please enlighten me, Heavenly Emperor!"

As Ying Zhao spoke these words, his heart was already on high alert.

Haotian's purpose here was related to him?

But the two sides had no prior dealings—what could Haotian want with him?

To have him serve in the Heavenly Court?

That was hardly a good thing!

He'd barely escaped that whirlpool of the Heavenly Court.

If he went back, how would he handle the next tribulation?

Given the current layout of the Primordial World, aside from the Heavenly Court, He couldn't think of any force qualified to host a tribulation.

That tribulation thing—even bystanders trembled in fear, Let alone him, Ying Zhao, who had experienced it firsthand.

During the great calamity, if his luck had been just a bit worse, When the Ancestral Witch self-destructed, he'd have been turned to ash along with them.

Such terror—Ying Zhao had no desire to experience it again.

Then Ying Zhao gave a strained smile: "The Heavenly Emperor must be joking!"

With the Heavenly Emperor's level of cultivation, why would he need this humble one's assistance?

Furthermore, this humble one still has tasks assigned by the sage.

I truly cannot extricate myself; the Heavenly Emperor should seek another way."

Haotian heard these words, yet the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

He still spoke cheerfully: "No! No! No!

The matter I speak of, Demon Marshal Ying Zhao should be able to accomplish.

I observe that the marshal's karmic burden is far too heavy, so I wish to invite the marshal to reduce some of that karmic obstruction.

It would also ease some pressure on the operation of the Primordial World's Heavenly Dao.

Though one marshal alone has little impact on the Heavenly Dao.

But.

Looking at the Demon Race as a whole, the influence becomes significant.

Coincidentally, I have some methods that could allow the marshal to wear away karmic obstruction.

It depends on whether the marshal is willing?"

Watching Haotian's smiling expression.

And listening to his tone.

Ying Zhao felt an inexplicable chill rise in his heart.

Could this Haotian before him be thinking of pulling me into the Heavenly Court?

And just now, I had already invoked the name of the sage Nuwa.

Yet this fellow showed not a trace of guilt.

Has he already set his sights on me?

Thinking this, Ying Zhao's heart tightened at once.

Then, forcing what he thought was a proper smile, he refused: "This matter need not trouble the Heavenly Emperor.

The Demon Race has its own sage to manage things; the sage will find a way to resolve this."

Hearing Ying Zhao's reply, Haotian's expression darkened.

"So the marshal means to refuse my goodwill?

Very well!

A forced melon is not sweet.

Since the marshal does not wish to accept this goodwill, I will presume the marshal has chosen the other path."

As Haotian's words fell, Ying Zhao immediately felt the threat of death upon him.

He hastily asked: "What does the Heavenly Emperor mean by that?"

Haotian replied coldly: "Do you truly think I came here to negotiate with you?

Now that I have encountered someone as burdened with karma as you, and you are unwilling to reform and lighten the Primordial World's load, then I have no choice but to eliminate the demon and uphold the Dao, returning the Primordial World to purity.

The myriad beings of the Primordial World are not limited to your Demon Race alone.

How could other living beings be allowed to suffer calamity because of your kind?"