Ling Xiao's Plan; the Demon Master Appears
Amidst endless Chaos, Ling Xiao awoke from his meditative state, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.
"Did the Three Pure Ones take away the divine fire I left behind?"
Ling Xiao muttered to himself, "That was something I left behind before I became a saint, as compensation for Yuanfeng, since he devoured all the flames of Nanming Volcano."
Upon realizing this, strange phenomena appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes, and laws surged. He used the Eye of Divine Punishment to see through the illusion and the Chaos, his gaze encompassing the entire Primordial World.
Everything was so clear; almost nothing could be hidden from him.
"Hehe, interesting. The Three Pure Ones and those two bald monks from the West have actually intervened in the Witch-Demon Catastrophe."
"Are they trying to kill them already?"
Ling Xiao said with a smile, "The furtive actions of the Three Pure Ones Jieyin and Zhunti could not be hidden from him."
These guys put a lot of effort into maintaining a balance between the power of the demon race and the Witch Clan.
Even the ancient Kunpeng has been brought out.
Ling Xiao's Divine Eye pierced through endless time and space, landing on the North Sea. In the depths of the ocean, hundreds of millions of feet below, he saw the figure of Kunpeng.
"Good heavens, they even used their own life essence to nurture the Kunpeng."
Ling Xiao saw through the situation at a glance, never expecting that such arrogant people as the Three Pure Ones would give their essence blood to Kunpeng.
It should be understood that in the eyes of Yuanshi and Laozi, Kunpeng was nothing more than a creature with fur and horns, born from moisture and eggs.
Perhaps only Tongtian didn't have such thoughts, otherwise he wouldn't have taken in so many random disciples, causing the Investiture of the Investiture of the Gods Catastrophe, which ultimately resulted in countless deaths and injuries.
Having absorbed the essence and blood of three Sages, the Kunpeng's strength far surpassed that of the past. Although it was only a small amount of essence and blood, it was still from the Sage.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao was about to look away when he suddenly paused, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes.
"There's actually a trace of Fate on Kunpeng's body?"
"What's going on? Did he absorb the essence of Sage, gain an opportunity, and trigger the protagonist's halo?"
Ling Xiao was stunned. He felt that this Kunpeng was very different from before, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was different.
After a short while, he looked away, not dwelling on it for the time being.
Now, the Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Sages are secretly stirring up Witch-Demon Catastrophe. It's obvious to anyone with a brain that this is probably at the behest of Hongjun, and it concerns the great trend of the Heavenly Dao.
Because the current situation between the Wu and Demon and Demon races is completely different from the original storyline, it has gone completely astray.
Hongjun wanted to reverse this trend and get things back on track.
Actually, the relationship between Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao is quite complicated.
On the one hand, Hongjun merged with the Dao to complete the Heavenly Dao, and he himself could also obtain endless benefits. On the other hand, he also had to assist the Heavenly Dao in completing the established Heavenly Dao order.
However, since Hongjun had merged with the Dao, he could not interfere too much in the affairs of the Primordial World, and the general trend of heaven and earth still had to follow its course.
It all sounds contradictory, but this kind of thing is mysterious and unfathomable. Only a sense of aloofness and mystery can inspire awe.
Ling Xiao withdrew his gaze, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Hongjun wanted to destroy the Wu and Demon and Yao races, but this could not be done as he wished, because it might also involve Di Jun and Tai Yi.
As the main characters of the Tribulation in the original storyline, they would also be affected if the Wu and Demon and Demon races were to perish.
Only when the two of them cultivate to the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal can they escape the chessboard.
In addition, Ling Xiao judged that the Great Tribulation was related to the perfection of the Heavenly Dao Tribulation or to Hongjun's merging with the Dao, and that Hongjun should not be allowed to get his wish so easily.
Weaken their power, and once your cultivation is more profound, you can step out of the Chaos, face Hongjun directly, and overturn this chessboard.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's gaze shifted slightly as he looked towards the direction of Nanming Volcano and muttered to himself.
"Since that's the case, let's add another layer of chaos..."
"The protagonist of the last Tribulation has been reborn; I'm sure he'll give you all a headache..."
Having said that, Ling Xiao stood up and slowly disappeared into the Chaos.
In the central part of the Primordial World, the remaining armies of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan arrived one after another, and a great battle ensued.
"Soldiers of the Witch Clan, kill them!" Zhurong was the first to rush to the battlefield, spitting out billions of feet of flames from his mouth, instantly igniting a swathe of demons, burning them to ashes, and evaporating their blood.
This was not only the power of the Law of Fire, but also his pent-up rage.
Having kept it all bottled up for so long, now that they know the truth, they're naturally going to unleash a furious rampage.
"Damn it! Do you think we don't exist?" Fuxi, Baize, Jiuying and other demon giants arrived and retaliated in kind, sweeping across the Witch Clan army with their large hands and instantly killing tens of thousands of them.
"You bunch of trash, defeated opponents? You'd Laozi die!"
A thunderbolt flashed, and Qiangliang arrived shortly after, charging directly into the heart of the demon realm, unstoppable, determined to face off against a group of demon giants alone.
He was too powerful, like the embodiment of devastating lightning. Wherever he passed, nothing grew, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and countless demons exploded into dust.
"How dare you! You're courting death! Don't underestimate me!" Jiuying shouted, feeling extremely insulted. Qiangliang wanted to fight them all by himself; he was simply inhuman.
In an instant, Guiche Jimeng and the other great demons rushed forward, spouting boastful words, but they knew that they were no Qiangliang for Qiangliang in a one-on-one fight.
"Boom!"
A great battle suddenly broke out, and terrifying power shook the universe. Several great demons fought against Qiangliang, and the shouts of battle were earth-shattering.
At the same time, Gonggong arrived, and Fuxi had no choice but to intervene.
In a short time, countless corpses of the Witch Clan and demon races lay on the earth, and blood flowed for thousands of miles.
A short while later, Dijiang and other Ancestral Witch arrived, and with their arrival, the demon race was completely overwhelmed.
"Haha, all that pretense! Without Sage as your backer, let's see who else can save you?"
"This really infuriates me! I've waited all these years for nothing! I won't be satisfied until I tear you to pieces!"
The Ancestral Witch, enraged, laughed and shouted, their vast baleful aura blotting out the sky and permeating the entire battlefield, turning the world into a blood-red color, a truly terrifying sight.
On the demon side, from the youngest to the oldest, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, along with a sense of despair.
We can't beat them, we simply can't beat them.
Fuxi's expression was grim, and the demon clan leaders also began to have thoughts of retreating. They should have just run away instead of coming.
Since we're destined to run away anyway, why bother getting beaten up for nothing?
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, I'm here to help you!"
Just as the Wu and Demon and demon races were locked in a bloody battle, beams of celestial light descended, and the Queen Mother of the West arrived with her army of female immortals, including former members of the Immortal Court. The army was vast and numbered in the tens of thousands.
"Queen Mother of the West, are you going to oppose our Witch Clan?" Dijiang asked with an unfriendly expression.
"In the past, you seized my sacred ground without cause, and that debt has not yet been settled!" The Queen Mother of the West stood at the head of all the immortals, her phoenix eyes filled with majesty, exuding elegance and nobility.
"Heh heh, courting death!" Dijiang sneered. The arrival of the Queen Mother of the West had no effect on the battle.
"Dijiang, you have offended my demon race, have you even asked me for an explanation?"
At that moment, another arrogant voice rang out, and a black figure walked in from the horizon.
When they saw the faces of the newcomers, the Witch Clan clans were all dumbfounded.