Gonggong glared furiously at Xingtian, an unusual current of energy brewing between the two of them, with every sign that if a single word went awry, they would come to blows.
Nezha looked in surprise at Gonggong and Xingtian, who were meeting point with point, then silently came to the side of Lu Zhenwu, who was pondering without a word.
Lu Zhenwu did not speak. Perhaps Nezha still did not understand what Xingtian's words meant, but he, who had read many of the Heavenly Court's current and even ancient archives, knew far more than Nezha did.
The Ten Great Ancient Demon Gods were not all demons, but a collective title the Heavenly Court had given to ten powerful beings in ancient times.
These ten beings came from different races, but every one of them was exceedingly powerful and refused to submit to the Heavenly Court's laws and the order it had established. This was something that made even the gods of the celestial realm feel fear.
Among them, Chiyou, who had once contended with the Flame and Yellow Emperors, ranked first; next was Xingtian; after him came Kuafu, who chased the sun; and the fourth was precisely this Gonggong before their eyes.
Clearly, such ten beings who refused to submit to the Heavenly Court were hidden factors of instability for the stability of the Three Realms. If the Heavenly Court wanted the Three Realms to be peaceful, these Ten Great Demon Gods had to be dealt with.
Thus, after the Battle of Zhuolu, Chiyou was dismembered into five parts, and the Yellow Emperor built Xuanyuan Temple to suppress him. Xingtian, meanwhile, was imprisoned beneath this sunless Mount Buzhou, where he was tormented by formations every day.
As for Gonggong, he entered the Heavenly Court. Because his attainments and divine abilities