"So, from now on, the more slaughter there is in the Island Nation's Demon World, the more power I can collect..."
Li Xia murmured softly.
It would have been impossible to say he was not tempted.
In fact, to a certain extent, he could cooperate "amicably" with Naraku.
Naraku could devour the demons' bodies out there, while he remotely controlled the Flying Demon Moth Tribe's Inheritance Vessel through the Tree of Ages to snatch up all sorts of powerful souls.
Naraku would take all the blame.
He would quietly reap the profits.
"Should I actually do it?"
Li Xia clenched both fists, his eyes flickering.
"Forget it. Better to let things take their course. I won't deliberately fan the flames."
Being the big boss behind the scenes...
Hmm...
Was not entirely out of the question, was it?!
These days, good people and bad people could both live quite well. Only honest people and fools lived utterly exhausting lives.
He did not want to be an honest man, much less a fool.
In the cave where Naraku lay low.
Just as he was using demon power to piece his body back together and repair it, his ears twitched, as though he had sensed something. (Clairaudience had activated passively.)
The next moment, a spatial passage appeared not far from him.
Immediately afterward, a figure nimbly darted out of it.
It was Li Xia, riding his two Wind-Fire Wheels.
"How did you find this place?"
Their eyes met, and Naraku was shocked.
He could not understand it at all.
Having absorbed Hōsenki's demon power and followed the connection to the Black Pearl here, Li Xia discovered that his surroundings were a vast, empty cavern. Upon seeing Naraku, he offered his sincere blessings without another word:
"Hell Dragon Break!"
Strike while the enemy