What had happened?
Naturally, the great Heavenly Emperor Gungun had finally remembered what he had forgotten.
The Twelfth-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, the Supreme-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure in River Styx's possession!
Ever since Jieyin and Zhunti had departed for Chaos and passed the Twelfth-Grade Merit Golden Lotus, the treasure that anchored Buddhism's fortune, to Gungun, he had possessed three lotus thrones... all right, he still only had two. His original World-Destroying Black Lotus had been snatched away by that wisp of Luo Hou's true spirit.
But that was fine. Luo Hou would return to the Primordial World in a little over a thousand years, and Gungun could find a way to take the Black Lotus back from him then. For now, he needed to consider the Karmic Fire Red Lotus.
Although Gungun was greedy, he did have certain limits. River Styx had never had a grievance with him; in fact, they had shared something of a friendship. Gungun could not bring himself to steal someone else's numinous treasure without cause.
But even if he could not do it, what about the Demon Race?
Gungun turned his gaze toward the Solar Star. Eastern Emperor Taiyi had already taken the antidote Gungun had sent Xiong Yuan to deliver and freed himself from Gungun's restraints. He had once been the strongest being beneath the Saints, ruling the Ten Thousand Clans alongside Dijun and establishing the Demon Race. He surely harbored profound ambitions.
Now, the Demon Race had declined. Not only had it lost the Heavenly Court, but the Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Bell, the treasures that anchored its fortune, had fallen into Fuxi's and Houtu's hands respectively. If Taiyi wanted to restore the Demon Race, he would have to find another treasure to anchor its fortune. Looking across the Primordial World, was