Mo Luo Will Return to the Primordial Wilderness, Make a Grand Entrance, and Rule Heaven and Earth for Me!

After hearing this story, Zhu Yin's expression was complicated.

He had not expected Mo Luo and the Demon Ancestor to be so closely connected. Once again, he felt the unfathomable depth of the Primordial World. Every powerhouse hid trump cards and proceeded with utmost caution.

But he also gained a measure of respect for Mo Luo.

Calm, rational, unflustered—even in a desperate situation, he could narrate everything with composure.

Such a great demon was the kind of existence people truly had to fear.

However, respect was one thing; an enemy was still an enemy. Zhu Yin had never shown mercy.

Especially toward a great demon connected to the Demon Ancestor, one that could infiltrate everywhere—he could not lower his guard.

So, he continued asking several questions. Mo Luo answered them candidly, without concealing anything.

The two spoke as though they were old friends who had known each other for ages.

But when Mo Luo asked about Zhu Yin's true identity and his relationship with the "Twelfth-Grade Purifying World White Lotus," Zhu Yin's expression abruptly changed. He attacked without hesitation!

His Heaven-Piercing Green Bamboo Dharma Form and Merit Golden Wheel came crashing down together, giving Mo Luo no chance to prepare.

He understood that the Primordial Wilderness contained all manner of strange techniques, and the Demon Ancestor's inheritance was even more bizarre. He could not take any risks.

If the Demon Ancestor learned the details of his situation through Mo Luo, the consequences would be endless.

Mo Luo's expression finally changed. Vast Demonic Dao laws surged forth, intertwining and colliding with Zhu Yin's divine abilities.

But he had already been suppressed, then severely wounded by the Fallen-Treasure Coin. On top of that, Zhu Yin possessed the Pure World White Lotus, which restrained the black lotus.

Mo Luo held out for less than a thousand years before he could no longer withstand the assault.

Faced with the renewed suppression of the Dharma Form and golden wheel, and perhaps even the fate of having his soul scattered, he suddenly smiled.

"The Demon Ancestor shall not perish, and Mo Luo shall not die."

"As long as the black lotus remains unbroken, the Demon Seed shall endure."

"After ten thousand ages, I will return."

"Then heaven and earth will overturn, and sun and moon will lose their light. I will personally reclaim this black lotus."

As soon as he finished speaking, he forcibly burned his cultivation and awakened the Demon Ancestor Mark within his body!

A terrifying power erupted, tearing apart Zhu Yin's blockade, breaking through the golden wheel, and shattering his restraints.

To Zhu Yin's shock, Mo Luo transformed into a Primordial Spirit Demon Seed, tore through the air, and vanished without a trace!

Outside the rift between reality and illusion, heaven and earth suddenly changed!

Dark clouds pressed down from above, while lightning roared like the end of the world.

But before the Heavenly Punishment could descend, that strange power rippled once more and instantly dispersed it.

Within the rift between reality and illusion, Que Mountain was tranquil.

For the moment, Zhu Yin had no way of learning about the upheaval outside.

Yet Mo Luo's successful escape still made his heart sink.

It was a massive hidden danger, one that might return someday.

However, Zhu Yin did not sink into anxiety. He knew that what had happened could not be undone, and no amount of worry would help.

Since that was the case, he might as well cast aside distracting thoughts and focus on handling what was before him.

Because Mo Luo had sacrificed his cultivation and suffered injuries that would be difficult to recover from, the spiritual treasures he left behind had lost their power. Zhu Yin easily suppressed them, even putting the dim Ninth-Grade Black Lotus into his possession.

He continued up the mountain, carefully inspecting every part of Que Mountain.

Meanwhile, in the Outer Realm Demon World.

Demon Ancestor Rahu gazed toward the distant sky, thick with thunderclouds, and sneered repeatedly.

"Hongjun, so what if you have become one with the Heavenly Dao?"

"You represent yang, and I represent yin. We are merely the two poles of yin and yang."

"This Demon Seed comes from the same lineage as me and is protected by the supreme laws. How could this Heavenly Punishment possibly strike it down?"

The dark clouds rolled, and lightning danced wildly, yet the thunder ultimately did not fall.

Rahu laughed wildly. Only after the Heavenly Punishment had completely dissipated did he stop smiling.

Returning to the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, he looked at the Primordial Spirit Demon Seed that had just appeared within the Twelfth-Grade Black Lotus, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Who exactly ruined my plans?"

In his eyes, he and Hongjun stood as the yin-yang opposites of the Heavenly Dao, eternal mortal enemies.

He had lost the Dao-Demon War back then and had nearly perished, but he was unwilling to accept it!

At the critical moment, he thought of the methods used by Ancestor Dragon, Ancestor Phoenix, and the Qilin ancestor. An idea struck him, and he chose another path.

He voluntarily transformed himself into the Demon World Origin, allowing his divine consciousness to evolve into countless Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons. He forcibly made the Primordial Wilderness Heavenly Dao accept the Demon Realm's existence, thereby attaining the Dao by another route and becoming the "Heavenly Dao" of the Demon Realm.

Though he was also one of the Heavenly Dao, his status was far beneath Hongjun's.

The Demon Realm was merely a world beyond worlds, attached to the edge of the Primordial Wilderness. It could not gain the recognition of heaven and earth's providence, nor could it communicate with the Heavenly Dao.

He could only wait for Mo Luo's rebirth and have him investigate the changes outside.

Coming back to himself, he looked coldly at the Demon Seed and said in a deep voice,

"Since the Ninth-Grade Black Lotus has been destroyed, Mo Luo will use the Twelfth-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus to forge a new body."

"When yin and yang reverse and the Heavenly Dao changes in the future, the Demonic Dao will control the Primordial Wilderness for thirty-three years."

"At that time, heaven and earth will be inverted, and ten thousand demons will run rampant!"

"Mo Luo will return to the Primordial Wilderness, make a grand entrance, and rule heaven and earth for me!"

Several months later, atop Shaking Peak on Que Mountain.

Dressed in green, Zhu Yin stood quietly, overlooking the entire mountain.

He had already investigated every corner of Que Mountain.

Although Mo Luo's escape had left behind future trouble, this expedition's gains were also extraordinarily abundant.

This Middle-Grade Grotto-Heaven was vast beyond measure. Even after being depleted by Mo Luo, it still contained countless treasures.

Not only did it contain numerous rare flowers and herbs that had grown for ages, but it also possessed three precious Innate Spirit Roots!

Two were low-grade: the Water-Cloud Tree and Scarlet Flame Wood.

One was middle-grade: the Water-Moon Cassia Tree.

When he probed the Water-Moon Cassia Tree with his divine sense, he learned of its origins.

It was actually connected to Wangshu, the first Moon Goddess!

Ancestor Zhu Yu had once traveled through the Primordial Wilderness, where a fortunate opportunity allowed him to obtain a wisp of Wangshu's origin and a moon cassia seed.

After returning to the mountain, he used the Dragon Clan's innate divine water and spent more than half his accumulated wealth to cultivate this Water-Moon Spirit Cassia.

Unfortunately, Ancestor Zhu Yu perished just after it matured.

Had this spirit root not suppressed the area, and had Mo Luo not tended it over the years, Que Mountain would have long since fallen into a Low-Grade Grotto-heaven Blessed Land. It was now only a step away from advancing to high-grade!

The other two low-grade spirit roots had been transplanted from elsewhere, and they too were treasures.

Aside from that, the mountain also contained countless mineral veins, with a wide variety of gold, jade, iron, and stone.

Although most were ordinary ores, its reserves of low-grade gold and jade were astonishing, and it also held considerable amounts of middle-grade gold and jade—even some high-grade gold and jade!

In order to rebuild the Demonic Dao, Mo Luo had treated this Grotto-heaven Blessed Land as his foundation. Though he did not allow living beings to reach the Transformation Stage for fear of drawing attention, he had still managed it with great care, making all of Que Mountain incredibly prosperous.

Now, all of it belonged to Zhu Yin.

Shaking Peak, the main peak in particular, was piled high with treasures.

More than a hundred pieces of high-grade innate material, over a thousand pieces of middle-grade material, and over ten thousand pieces of low-grade material!

There were also so many Heaven and Earth Treasures that they were frightening. Zhu Yin made a rough count and found several million items, more than even Ancestor Xuanxin's collection!

Some had been left behind by Ancestor Zhu Yu, while others had been mined and accumulated by Mo Luo himself.

He also discovered several black lotus seeds, most likely produced by Mo Luo over the past few years.

Of course, he had also obtained the innate spirit insects he wanted most: Earthworms!

These insects, called Spirit Marsh Earthworms, were born from Ji Earth spiritual energy. They could nurture spirit roots and were extraordinarily precious.

Perhaps because they were useless to Mo Luo, these insects had remained sealed away and had never hatched.

But Zhu Yin estimated that, with another few hundred years of cultivation, they would all hatch.

After sighing with emotion, he sat cross-legged in Ancestor Zhu Yu's former cave abode. His Primordial Spirit sank into Que Mountain as he imprinted his mark into the grotto-heaven, completely taking control of this place.

As the grotto-heaven's power reinforced him and heaven and earth's providence descended, Zhu Yin was delighted.

Fortunately, because Mo Luo was entangled by the Demon Ancestor's karma, he had been unable to turn this place into a Dao Field unless he reached the Quasi-Sage or Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.

Otherwise, the outcome of that battle would have been difficult to determine.

If Mo Luo had controlled Que Mountain's power, Zhu Yin might have lost. Even if he had won, it would likely have been a miserable victory.