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"Why don't you go back and get a bottle of wine from your place? This wine really doesn't smell as good as yours. Luo Hou, what do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Demon Ancestor Rahu looked troubled.

"We've already drunk half of it, and you're only now remembering to tell me to go back and get the wine? I don't want to move."

Demon Ancestor Rahu spoke to Ancestor Yangmei.

Even after hearing this, Ancestor Yangmei remained relentless.

"You're not satisfied with just drinking halfway through? Why don't you go ahead? We'll wait for you here, and you can go sober up a bit."

Although Demon Ancestor Rahu really didn't want to retrieve the wine, it was because he didn't have much wine in his collection to begin with, and he wanted to save it for himself to drink slowly in the future.

However, even though Demon Ancestor Rahu repeatedly declined, he could not withstand the onslaught of Ancestor Yangmei.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, alright? I can't stand you, you're already thinking about changing the drink halfway through."

Demon Ancestor Rahu could no longer resist Yang Mei Ancestor's persistent pleading and finally agreed to go back and retrieve his treasured wine that he had kept for many years.

When Yang Mei Patriarch saw that Demon Ancestor Rahu agreed to go back to fetch the wine, he was overjoyed.

If Ying Zheng hadn't come to tell them that news last time, they would definitely have had a good taste of the Demon Ancestor Rahu's wine.

This was a perfect opportunity, but Ying Zheng was not there to stop it.

"Then go ahead, we'll wait for you here. Don't come back after you get the wine!"

Dao Ancestor Hongjun smiled and said to Demon Ancestor Luohou.

After drinking another cup of wine, Demon Ancestor Rahu got up to return to his Daoist abode to fetch more.

Walking along the road, Demon Ancestor Rahu couldn't help but complain.

"Those two old folks really insist that I go back and get them some good wine. They have so many demands."

Despite saying that, Demon Ancestor Rahu's body was quite honest, and he still headed towards his Dao Palace.

"If you don't want to get it, then don't. Why go?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, attracting the attention of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

"Have I had too much to drink? How come I can hear people talking?"

Demon Ancestor Rahu stopped, shook his head, and looked around to make sure no one was there. He probably realized he was a little drunk.

"Honestly, how much wine have I drunk that I'm already having wild thoughts? Is the wine that Dao Ancestor Hongjun gave me fake? No wonder he told me to go back and get more wine."

"The Demon Ancestor Rahu muttered to himself."

Finding no one around, Demon Ancestor Rahu continued his journey towards his Dao Mansion.

"Then you probably really did drink fake alcohol, but you heard me right."

Another voice rang in the ears of Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Even the Demon Ancestor Rahu was no longer calm. He stopped and looked around, but just like before, he didn't find anyone.

"Who is playing tricks on you? Come out right now, or I won't be polite."

Demon Ancestor Rahu looked around with a solemn expression and said.

"I'd like to see how you treat me rudely all by yourself. All you do is scare people all day long."

In the void northeast of Demon Ancestor Rahu, a wave of Dao power slowly appeared, and then condensed into a human figure.

Sensing a fluctuation of Dao power in the northeast direction, Demon Ancestor Rahu immediately summoned the God-Slaying Spear and headed towards the source of the fluctuation.

"Don't rush to make a move, or you'll regret it later."

The illusory figure did not reveal its true form, but was shrouded in a mysterious wave of light.

Demon Ancestor Rahu discovered that he could not see the person's face clearly, and looked puzzled.

Am I seeing things? Why can't I see your face clearly?

Even though Demon Ancestor Rahu's strength was already at the top level here, he still couldn't see the face of that phantom.

"With your current strength, it's impossible for you to see clearly. You'll need to cultivate for tens of millions more years!"

The phantom mocked Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Hearing the phantom belittle him like that, Demon Ancestor Rahu could no longer hold back and unleashed the God-Slaying Spear to bombard the phantom.

Although Demon Ancestor Rahu did not integrate the power of the demonic path and the Great Dao of Destruction, this attack was still quite powerful.

Demon Ancestor Rahu thought that this attack would easily shatter the phantom, but the scene before him shocked him.

The attack of the God-Slaying Spear was easily neutralized by the phantom.

"Is this all you've got? Can't you show me your best skills? You think you can show off your meager abilities in front of me?"

The phantom spoke to the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Hearing the phantom continue to belittle itself, Demon Ancestor Rahu poured the power of the Great Dao of Destruction and the Demonic Path into the God-Slaying Spear, launching a powerful attack.

"World Destruction!"

"Then I'll show you my true strength. I want to see how you'll withstand this attack."

The God-Slaying Spear, crackling with lightning, hurtled towards the illusory figure. The power it generated obliterated the surrounding void, rendering it irreparable in a short time.

Seeing the incoming attack, the phantom's expression became extremely solemn. He condensed a beam of light in his palm to meet the God-Slaying Spear.

However, this wave of light did not stop the power of the God-Slaying Spear. After shattering the wave of light, the God-Slaying Spear continued to move towards the phantom.

Upon seeing this, Demon Ancestor Rahu burst into laughter.

"You said my skills were just showing off your limited abilities? I'd like to see if you can withstand this attack. If I don't completely defeat you, you'll really never know your place."

The laughter of the Demon Ancestor Rahu echoed endlessly in this void.

The phantom hurriedly activated the power in its hand, condensing it into a light shield in front of it, attempting to slow down the impact of the God-Slaying Spear.

However, how could this single shield of light possibly withstand the sharp edge of the God-Slaying Spear?

The Godslayer Spear paused briefly on the light shield before shattering it and crashing heavily into the phantom.

The phantom staggered backward, turned around and faced away from the Demon Ancestor Rahu, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, this isn't my own body after all, so I can't unleash my full power. It seems that restoring my cultivation level must be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

The illusory figure's whispers did not reach the ears of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Seeing that his God-Slaying Spear had repelled the phantom, Demon Ancestor Rahu immediately mocked, "With your meager abilities, you think you can block my attack? You must be dreaming."

The illusory figure quickly steadied itself, stopped retreating, and resumed its arrogant posture.

"Hahaha, your strength is only so-so!"

Seeing the illusory figure still so arrogant, Demon Ancestor Rahu coldly replied, "You can't even withstand a single blow from me, what right do you have to speak so arrogantly here?"

The phantom figure showed no weakness: "If I weren't still recovering my strength, how could I not withstand your attack? I'll deal with you again after I recover. You'd better keep your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom suddenly released layers of mist and then vanished without a trace.

After hearing these words, Demon Ancestor Rahu intended to keep him, but his vision was obscured by the mist before him.

After he broke through the fog, the illusory figure had already disappeared without a trace.

"You're lucky you ran fast this time, otherwise I would have killed you right here. All you do is run away all day, you have no gentlemanly manners whatsoever." Demon Ancestor Rahu said coldly to the empty void.

After resolving this minor incident, Demon Ancestor Rahu continued his journey towards his Dao Palace.

……

Ying Zheng, who was in the Wu tribe, did not notice anything unusual, and Hou Tu continued to cultivate diligently in her Daoist abode.

However, Houtu's body trembled slightly at this moment, but Ying Zheng was focused on studying his Dao techniques and did not notice this detail.

Houtu's trembling did not last long and soon stopped.

She slowly opened her eyes, got up and left the Taoist temple, heading towards the hall where Pangu's body was enshrined.

At this moment, only Houtu was missing from the hall; the other eleven Ancestral Witches remained there.

When Houtu arrived, no one said much.

Gonggong, the ancestral witch, couldn't help but ask, "What did you go there to do? You said that Xuanming didn't respect Father Pangu, but I think the one who really doesn't respect him is you."

Houtu ignored Gonggong's questioning and went straight to sit down next to Pangu's body.

Seeing that Houtu ignored him, Gonggong, the ancestral witch, snorted coldly and closed his eyes again.

"It seems that Houtu's relationship with these eleven ancestral witches is not harmonious. I should ask around when I have the chance."

Ying Zheng, hidden in the shadows of the hall, pondered to himself.

Ying Zheng was also somewhat worried about being discovered by Hou Tu, but after lying in wait for so long, Hou Tu had not made any unusual moves, so he was somewhat relieved.

This scene lasted for a long time, and Ying Zheng slowly closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

Ying Zheng was quite confident in his senses, and no slight fluctuation could escape his vigilance. Therefore, he stopped keeping a close watch and instead entered a state of cultivation.

After all, strength is fundamental here, and Ying Zheng was unwilling to miss any opportunity to cultivate.

Right after Ying Zheng entered meditation, Houtu seemed to establish some kind of mysterious connection with Pangu's body.

A silver-white thread quietly connected Houtu and Pangu, but Ying Zheng did not notice this scene, as if some force deliberately concealed the movement here.

Even Gonggong and Xuanming, the Ancestral Witches sitting next to Houtu, were completely unaware.

……

After retrieving the fine wine from his own Daoist abode, Demon Ancestor Rahu quickly returned to Daoist Ancestor Hongjun.

If it weren't for that illusory figure blocking his way, Demon Ancestor Rahu could have been even faster, but this did not affect his return journey.

Before long, Demon Ancestor Rahu returned to Dao Ancestor Hongjun's Dao Palace carrying two jars of fine wine.

Upon seeing the return of Demon Ancestor Rahu, Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Yangmei Ancestor quickly rose to greet him.

"With your skills, getting a drink shouldn't take you long, right? Tell me, did you secretly drink it?"

"Old Ancestor Yangmei joked."

Logically, Demon Ancestor Rahu should have returned soon, but Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Ancestor Yangmei waited for more than half an hour.

Upon hearing this, Demon Ancestor Rahu was immediately enraged and complained to the two of them, "It's not that I'm slow. Who knew we'd run into someone blocking our way? Otherwise, I would have been back long ago."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Yangmei Ancestor were quite puzzled. With the strength of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, who would dare to stop him?
"Who's so reckless as to dare stop you? Didn't you manage to capture him?" Dao Ancestor Hongjun asked.

Demon Ancestor Rahu sighed: "He couldn't even withstand one of my attacks, but just as I was about to take him down, a cloud of smoke obscured my vision, and he took the opportunity to escape."

Looking back, Demon Ancestor Rahu was still indignant, having almost succeeded.

"Luo Hou, you're not lying to us, are you? Who could escape from under your nose?"

"Then it's probably just us and Ying Zheng, right? Could it be Ying Zheng? But haven't we already formed an alliance with him?"

Ancestor Yangmei looked puzzled.

Demon Ancestor Rahu shook his head: "It's not Ying Zheng. If it were him, there would be no need for this. Besides, I can also sense that the person is not Ying Zheng."

On the return journey, Demon Ancestor Rahu kept pondering who had attacked him. Now that Pangu had perished, Ying Zheng had no reason to do so.

However, in the memory of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, there had never been such a person.

Those who can escape from under the nose of the Demon Ancestor Rahu are no ordinary people.

If it wasn't Ying Zheng, then who could it be? Ancestor Yang Mei racked his brains but couldn't come up with a solution.

"You're not just making up an excuse for being late, are you? But that's a really lame excuse; you can't even come up with a more believable one."

Since Yangmei Patriarch couldn't think of anyone who could escape from Demon Ancestor Rahu, he started joking.

At this moment, Demon Ancestor Rahu was also quite frustrated, as the fat sheep that was within his grasp slipped through his fingers.

"Why would I lie to you? I didn't even see who he was; his face was shrouded in mist."

Demon Ancestor Rahu waved his hand: "Drinking is the priority now. Let's not worry about this for now. We'll find him when we have time. Don't waste my good wine for now."

Upon hearing this, the fog seemed to dissipate instantly, and the three of them once again immersed themselves in the pleasure of drinking.

……

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. Ying Zheng had been secretly following Hou Tu among the Wu tribe, but had gained nothing.

At this moment, Ying Zheng was quite puzzled. Having been in hiding for so long, he was gradually losing patience.

"Could it be that Donghuang Taiyi made a mistake back then? How come she has remained completely silent for so many days?"

Ying Zheng muttered to himself.

After Ying Zheng dismissed Donghuang Taiyi and the others, Houtu repeated the same things every day without any abnormality.

Ying Zheng was at a loss for what to do: should he stay or choose to trust Houtu?

"Then let's wait another ten days. If there's still no movement after ten days, I'll leave. We can't stay here forever."

Ying Zheng made up his mind to stay for another ten days, after which he would leave.

At this time, Houtu was still in the hall, guarding Pangu's side.

It was time for cultivation again. Houtu turned and left the hall, heading towards the Pangu Palace.

Upon arriving at the Pangu Palace, Houtu went straight into Pangu's heart and used the surrounding essence and blood to temper her primordial spirit.

Day after day, Houtu repeated the same life without any abnormalities.

Since the fall of Pangu, the world has been exceptionally peaceful, and no major events have occurred.

It was precisely because of Pangu's death that no one dared to touch the primordial world anymore, since the reappearance of the primordial world was a matter of life and death for all living beings.

While Ying Zheng remained with the Wu tribe to monitor Houtu, Donghuang Taiyi and others would go to the prehistoric world every few days to check on the situation.

But the primordial world remained unchanged, and the people gradually felt at ease.

Nine days passed in the blink of an eye. During these nine days, Ying Zheng remained with the Wu tribe, but still gained nothing.

"It's been almost a month, and they're about to bury Pangu. Why haven't they shown any signs of wrongdoing yet?"

Ying Zheng looked at Houtu, who was cultivating in his Daoist abode, and his doubts deepened.

During these ten days, Ying Zheng did not cultivate; instead, he focused even more intently on monitoring Hou Tu, trying to find any clues.

Feeling utterly bored after gaining nothing, Ying Zheng's mind raced with two voices. (End of Chapter)