On the Dragon-Slaying Platform, I was executed and became Yang Jian's brother-in-law.

The Netherworld Blood Sea surged with endless waves of blood.

In the palace deep within the sea of ​​blood, the Styx Ancestor sat cross-legged, a water mirror floating before his eyes, reflecting everything that was happening in the underworld.

When Styx saw the future predicted by Laozi, and saw that he had chosen to self-destruct and perish together with the West in order to protect Su Bai and Princess Iron Fan, his face turned extremely ugly.

"Heh...hehe...hahahaha!"

Styx suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with anger and resentment.

"Excellent! Very excellent!" Styx slammed his hand on the armrest, causing the surrounding blood waves to surge. "The West! Laozi! You've schemed so cunningly!"

He could see it clearly: whether it was Laozi or Buddha, they were both using him as a pawn!

A mere tool!

Use it when you need it, and discard it when you don't!

"Marsh is my disciple. The Rakshasa clan was wiped out, and I, as his master, didn't dare utter a single word!" Styx gritted his teeth. "And now they want to scheme against me, to make me die for their plans in the future?"

He got angrier the more he thought about it.

More importantly, he saw his own end.

In any case, he's going to die anyway!

If Su Bai were to be reincarnated as Red Boy, then one day in the future, the Western Paradise and Laozi would inevitably target his protector first in order to eliminate this potential threat!

By then, the Buddhist army will be pressing in and blocking the entrance to the Blood Sea. Old Ancestor Styx will not even have a chance to resist and will only be killed in a humiliating way!

If Su Bai doesn't reincarnate, then the West and Laozi, in order to stabilize the situation, will probably find an excuse to get rid of him and prevent future troubles!

"Very well, very well indeed!" A ruthless glint flashed in Styx's eyes. "Rather than being cornered and dying a pathetic death at our own doorstep, we'd rather think of a way now to see if we can change that outcome!"

He stood up and looked into the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

Although the Rakshasa tribe has been wiped out by the West, he still has other tribes of the Asura clan under his control!

Devas, Nagas, Yakshas, ​​Gandharvas, Garudas, Kinnaras, Mahoragas...

These tribes have lived in the Netherworld Blood Sea for generations and are utterly loyal to their Styx Ancestor!

"Since the West wants to destroy me, I might as well strike first!"

Styx took a step forward and arrived above the Sea of ​​Blood.

His body was enveloped in a blood-red aura that soared into the sky, and a terrifying pressure swept across the entire sea of ​​blood!

"All Asura tribes, heed my command!"

The sound of the Styx was like thunder, echoing above the sea of ​​blood!

---

Boom boom boom!

The sea of ​​blood surged, and figures flew out from its depths!

Leading them were Brahma, the leader of the Devas; Nanda, the leader of the Nagas; and the Demon Mother, the leader of the Yakshas...

The leaders of the eight Asura factions gathered above the sea of ​​blood!

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

All the leaders knelt down in worship.

Styx looked at them and said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, do you still remember when the Rakshasa tribe was wiped out by the West?"

"I remember!" Brahma gritted his teeth, "That was a disgrace to my Asura race!"

"Our ancestor told us to be patient, and we did!" Nanda said angrily, "but we can't swallow this insult!"

The Demon Mother wept bitterly, saying, "We will always remember the hatred between Brother Bo Xun and the Rakshasa clan!"

Styx nodded. He knew that his decision to back down back then had drawn criticism from various Asura factions.

But at that time, circumstances were beyond his control; the West allied with Laozi, and he had no choice but to yield.

But things are different now!

"Gentlemen, in my entire life, I, Styx, have never bowed my head to anyone!" Styx's gaze swept over the crowd. "Back then, when Rakshasa was destroyed, I endured it! But now, the West and Laozi still want to scheme against me, to kill me. I cannot swallow this insult!"

"What the Ancestor means is..." Brahma's eyes lit up.

"Gather the troops!" Styx said, enunciating each word clearly. "Since the West wants to destroy us, I might as well strike first! Let's go settle accounts with the West!"

boom!

Upon hearing this, the leaders of the various Asura tribes were all excited!

"Great! This day has finally come!"

"The grudges of yesteryear will be avenged today!"

"The West owes us, and they must repay us a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"

Brahma trembled with excitement: "Ancestor, my Heavenly Division is willing to be the vanguard!"

"My Dragon Clan is willing too!"

"And my Yaksha Clan too!"

The leaders all volunteered for battle, their eyes filled with excitement and killing intent.

When Styx backed down, they obeyed, but they still harbored a deep resentment!

Now that Styx has finally decided to rebel, how could they not be excited?

"Excellent!" Styx laughed. "Send the order: all Asura tribes, prepare for battle! In three days, we will march west!"

"Yes!"

The leaders responded in unison, their voices echoing through the sea of ​​blood!

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Lingxiao Palace

When they saw the sea of ​​blood, all the immortals and gods were stunned.

"The Styx... is it going to rebel?" Venus exclaimed in disbelief.

"The Asura clan..." The Jade Emperor frowned, "This is no small force."

The Buddha's expression was extremely unpleasant.

The Asura clan is an ancient clan. Although it cannot compare to the Lich and Demon clans of yesteryear, its strength is absolutely not to be underestimated!

In particular, the Styx Ancestor himself was a peak Quasi-Saint!

"Damn it!" Buddha gritted his teeth. "This Styx River, it really dares to rebel?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva said with deep concern, "Buddha, if the Asura race marches westward, we..."

"What can he do?" Buddha sneered. "Fight him! Are you afraid of him?"

But he knew in his heart that if the Asura clan launched a full-scale attack, the West would suffer heavy losses!

Moreover, the West is currently preoccupied with the Journey to the West and has no time to deal with the Styx!

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Lingxiao Palace

The perspective shifts to Jin Ling and the Three Immortals.

The three immortals looked at Princess Iron Fan in the picture with complicated expressions.

"This Princess Iron Fan..." Qiongxiao curled her lip, "Although her status is not worthy of Su Bai, she has at least shared life and death with him."

"Yes," Bixiao nodded, "and the fact that she threatened to kill herself for Su Bai shows her sincerity."

Yunxiao pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "Accept her."

"Big sister?" Qiongxiao and Bixiao were both stunned.

"In Su Bai's past life, the three of us were destined to be with him, as were Senior Sister Jin Ling and Yang Chan," Yunxiao said calmly. "Now, with Princess Iron Fan added to the mix, it's nothing."

"But..." Bixiao wanted to say something more.

"There's no 'buts' about it." Yunxiao shook his head. "If Su Bai really survives, the three of us will be content to see him one more time. As for anything else, there's no need to think about it."

Qiongxiao and Bixiao exchanged a glance and finally nodded.

Yes, the key now is whether Su Bai can survive; nothing else matters.

---

On the other side, the Golden Spirit Mother looked at the scene, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes.

"Good child..." Jin Ling murmured, "Truly worthy of being my disciple."

Zhao Gongming walked over and transmitted his voice, "Senior Sister, do you think Laozi will let Su Bai go?"

Jin Ling pondered for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "It's hard to say. Laozi is extremely cunning; no one knows what he's thinking."

"But..." Zhao Gongming frowned.

"However..." Jin Ling changed the subject, a glint of light flashing in her eyes, "you've seen Su Bai's role in the Investiture of the Gods."

"What my senior sister means is..."

"As the spirit of the Golden Dragon Scissors, Su Bai severed part of the karmic ties between us three junior sisters and the Investiture of the Gods," Jin Ling said calmly. "This is tantamount to weakening the power of the Investiture of the Gods and shaking the foundation of the Heavenly Court."

"So what?" Zhao Gongming asked, puzzled.

"Although Laozi wants to kill Su Bai, he also has to consider the consequences." A glint of light flashed in Jin Ling's eyes. "If Su Bai really dies, my three junior sisters will probably completely lose control. At that time, the power of the Investiture of the Gods will be weaker, and the foundation of the Heavenly Court will be even more unstable."

"More importantly..." Jin Ling continued, "Su Bai made great contributions in both the Battle of Zhuolu and the Battle of Flood Control. The human race owes him karma, the dragon race owes him karma, and even the Heavenly Court owes him karma. With so much karma entangled with him, if Laozi were to forcibly kill him, it would likely trigger a backlash from the Heavenly Dao."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up: "Does Senior Sister mean that Laozi wouldn't dare to easily harbor murderous intent?"

"I think so." Jin Ling nodded, a smile appearing on her face. "So, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

She looked at Su Bai in the picture, her eyes filled with relief.

Given the heavy burden of karma that Su Bai carries, Laozi probably wouldn't dare to easily kill him!