Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 169 The righteous are one foot high, the evil are ten feet high

Nuwa's voice rang out softly in the sky, as if she were murmuring, and she looked at Houtu with a smile.

In fact, Nuwa had guessed Houtu's thoughts from the moment she came to the Purple Palace.

On the surface, he was kindly informing the Donghua Witch Clan about their participation in the war, but in reality, he wanted to win over the Heart of the Purple Mansion.

Regardless of who wins the war, Houtu will have multiple options afterward.

The Witch Clan has won; she can use this connection to win over everyone in the Purple Mansion.

Zi Fu won, and she became the mediator between the two sides, using her influence as a messenger to offset the impact of the Wu Clan's participation in the war.

But she never expected Donghua to be so ruthless, ignoring the ancestral witches who came to the East Sea and instead adopting a strategy of exchanging homes.

This caused one of her plans to completely fail.

Yes, it's part of the plan!

Hou Tu's biggest plan was to use the deathly aura permeating the battlefield to fill the Netherworld, strengthen her cultivation path, and break through to the peak of Quasi-Saint.

Since the last battle with the Lich King, Nuwa had personally gone to the Netherworld and witnessed that magical world, and had a pretty good understanding of what kind of great path it was.

Because her idea was actually similar to Houtu's, except that she wanted to use this war to practice the Great Dao of Creation, revive all living beings, and thus break through the limits and achieve the peak of Quasi-Saint.

The evolution of the Great Dao of Creation can only be this battle. Even if other wars were successfully evolved, she had no confidence that she would survive the divine punishment.

Only by including Zi Fu and Dong Hua in the calculation, along with her personal disciple, might Dao Ancestor Hongjun be able to show leniency. Otherwise, no matter who does something that goes against the workings of heaven and earth, they will not escape divine punishment.

So, she succeeded!

Houtu looked at Nuwa with a gloomy expression and said, "Empress, you are truly cunning. When it comes to scheming, no one in the prehistoric world can compare to you. I admire you, I admire you."

At this moment, Houtu no longer addressed Nuwa as "sister," and her eyes were filled with resentment.

Nuwa smiled, as if she wanted to say something, but Fuxi grabbed her arm and shook his head.

He really didn't want his sister to say anything more. Since she had already gained the biggest advantage, she should keep a low profile, otherwise she would easily attract hatred.

Didn't you see that Donghua and Dijiang's eyes were practically spitting fire right now?

Yes, it was fire-breathing. Nuwa succeeded, but Donghua was unhappy. To put it simply, he felt very frustrated, angry, and resentful.

The war has progressed to this point, and both the Purple Mansion and the demon race have suffered heavy losses. Don't be fooled by the fact that Nuwa resurrected all of them.

However, their bodies are formed from the power of creation, so their future achievements are limited. Whether they can break through to the Great Luo realm is a question, unless they have a great opportunity.

However, this debt of gratitude and karma is very real; it is something that Donghua and Zifu owe to Nuwa, and they will need Zifu to repay it in the future.

How could he accept this!

How could he not feel good about this!

What shocked him most was that someone had died in the war, and this person's death was the one Donghua had never expected: Yaochi.

Her identity was too special, and her death was too unjust. Not to mention Haotian, even Donghua found it hard to accept. He didn't know how to explain it to the Dao Ancestor.

Don't be fooled by that old man's kind appearance; he's actually the most protective and petty person. Don't be fooled by the fact that he has no enemies in the primordial world; it's because all his enemies are dead. As for how they died, you'll understand once you think about it.

After achieving sainthood, there was no one left to be his opponent, let alone enemies.

So the final result of this war was that the Purple Mansion, the Demon Clan, and the Witch Clan fought for so long, only to have it all benefit these two, and the Purple Mansion and the Demon Clan even owed them a huge favor.

In the future, throughout the primordial world, whoever sees her must call her Houtu the Great Virtue, Nuwa the Merciful One.

Donghua slowly looked at Nuwa and Houtu, his eyes filled with complex emotions and a deep displeasure. He had been planning this war for so long, it could be said that it began the moment he was reborn.

However, all of Yuan Hui's plans were ultimately used by others to achieve their own ends!

At this moment, Donghua felt no gratitude towards them, only displeasure; he wanted to stab them twice.

Jealousy and anger spread throughout his body, taking over all his thoughts. He was consumed by the thought of killing; he wanted to kill everyone here, regardless of whether they were liches.

And a voice echoed in his mind: "Hate? Jealousy? Resentment? Then succumb! Accept my power, let the demonic path rule the world, and on the day the demons descend upon the world, you will be the Demon Lord."

……

"Brother Dao, the battle is over, we don't need to lift a finger."

Zhen Yuanzi laughed and looked at the battlefield. He was fairly satisfied with the situation, considering that there were casualties on all sides, but when he looked closely, it was still within an acceptable range.

As for how to deal with Dijun and Taiyi, that can be discussed at the table. In any case, there will only be one outcome: the demon race should withdraw from the Heavenly Court, unless Nuwa intends to take the throne of the Heavenly Emperor.

At this moment, Hongyun showed no surprise or joy, her gaze fixed solemnly on the battlefield, as if there was something she didn't understand.

Zhen Yuanzi turned around and saw this, asking in confusion, "Brother Dao, do you have any further questions?"

Hongyun nodded and said, "Logically speaking, once the great battle is over, Donghua's calamity should also be over. However, the Primordial Purple Qi is still attached to my primordial spirit and cannot be removed, which means that Donghua's calamity has not ended."

"But now that the war is indeed over, I cannot understand or comprehend what calamity occurred, or perhaps Donghua was not chosen by the Primordial Purple Qi?"

Hongyun shook her head again, saying, "No, no, Donghua is indeed that person, so his tribulation is not over yet. There is one last wave, and perhaps this is the most difficult one. It all depends on whether he can overcome it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi exclaimed in surprise, "Another wave? How is that possible? Now that Di Jun and Tai Yi are crippled, the Wu Clan can no longer intervene. I can't imagine what other calamity might befall us."

Hongyun pondered for a long time, looked at the scene, and slowly said, "Since the beginning of the primordial world, the tribulations have been nothing more than the three tribulations of heaven, earth, and man."

"The Heavenly Tribulation was supposed to befall the Demon Race, but it has been overcome; the Earthly Tribulation was supposed to befall the Witch Race, but it has also been overcome. That leaves only the Human Tribulation!"

Zhen Yuanzi asked in confusion, "Human calamity? Who would be affected by it?"

"I don't know, I don't understand it either!"

Hongyun shook her head, her gaze returning to the battlefield.

……

On Kunlun Mountain, the Supreme Being looked at what was happening in the East Sea with a dazed expression. The innate treasure Taiji Diagram appeared, with a golden bridge spanning heaven and earth, and the Yin and Yang energies constantly evolving.

The chaotic secrets of heaven became clearer, and Taishang immediately began to calculate. However, as the calculations deepened, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Suddenly, a powerful force struck, instantly shattering the golden bridge and sending the Tai Chi diagram flying back.

Unable to withstand the backlash, Tai Shang spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Demon Ancestor Rahu!"

"How is this possible? Didn't the teacher say he couldn't intervene?"

Tai Shang, looking like a madman, gazed at the battlefield above the East Sea, his eyes finally settling on Dong Hua.

It was as if I suddenly understood something.

But just as he thought of this, he remembered Yuanshi going to the Purple Mansion and Yuanshi cultivating the demonic path.

"Oh no! Second brother is in danger!"

After the Supreme Being finished speaking, he rolled up the Taiji diagram and instantly flew towards the Purple Palace in the East Sea.

……

Above the sea of ​​blood, Demon Ancestor Rahu looked at the scene above the East Sea with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Donghua, Dijun, Taiyi, Yuanshi!"

"Hongjun, the world of demons will eventually descend, and no one can stop it. This is the will of Heaven, and this is the permission of the Great Dao."

"The immortals are one foot tall, but the demons are ten feet tall!"

"The righteous path is one foot high, but the evil path is ten feet high!"

"The Demon Has Descended Upon the World!"

"Hahaha……"

Rahu's laughter echoed throughout the sea of ​​blood, causing it to churn and startling Styx, who was genuinely afraid of this madman.

Yes, he's a madman!

These past few days, Styx has witnessed Rahu's actions firsthand, and every single one of them has terrified him so much that he dares not breathe.

They were terrified that this capricious guy would burst in and tear them to pieces.

Others might worry about destroying the karma and cause and effect of the Blood Sea, but this guy is absolutely not afraid. He is a demon who dares to reenact the earth, fire, water, and wind. He doesn't know what Rahu wouldn't dare to do.

But the next moment, a figure appeared above the sea of ​​blood; it was none other than Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

"Fellow Daoist Rahu, how have you been?"

Luo Hou glanced at Hongjun but didn't say anything. He hated being around Hongjun.

Because he can't beat them!

Hongjun chuckled and said, "Nether River, I remember there is a spiritual root in the Sea of ​​Blood. Its fruit is quite delicious. Bring it up for me and Fellow Daoist Rahu to try."

When Styx saw Hongjun arrive, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally calmed down, and he left the Sea of ​​Blood.

"Greetings, Master! Greetings, Demon Ancestor!"

After Styx finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a transparent table appeared above the sea of ​​blood, which was filled with spiritual fruits and wines.

"Teacher, Demon Ancestor, these are blood grapes from my Blood Sea, and also grape spirit wine that I have brewed. Please, Teacher and Demon Ancestor, enjoy them."

After finishing his speech, Styx stood respectfully behind Hongjun, showing none of the demeanor of the Lord of the Blood Sea or the Lord of Slaughter, resembling more of a Daoist disciple.

Hongjun ate a blood grape, drank a cup of wine, and slowly said, "Hmm, not bad, it tastes just like before, exactly the same. Fellow Daoist Luo Hou can also try some. Do you remember when we first came to the Blood Sea?"

Luo Hou picked up a blood grape and ate it, then drank a cup of wine, and said, "I remember, wasn't that the black mosquito? We killed it together back then, it was really troublesome."

Hongjun smiled and looked at the illusory screen, which was the Purple Mansion of the East Sea.

Upon seeing this, Luo Hou sneered and said, "You haven't changed at all. You're just as shameless as before. Although you've merged with the Dao, you lack any sense of fairness and justice in the Heavenly Dao and openly favor your own disciple."

Hongjun laughed heartily, then said, "Fairness and justice belong to the Heavenly Dao, not to me, Hongjun. The Heavenly Dao belongs to Hongjun, but Hongjun does not follow the Heavenly Dao."

"Isn't it clear enough? I'm not the will of Heaven, so why should I demand fairness and impartiality?"

"Besides, one of them is my disciple, and the other is the head of the male immortals personally appointed by me. If I don't help them, who else should I help?"

Luo Hou sneered, "Hmph? The leader of male immortals? Soon he will be the master of my demonic path!"

Hongjun smiled without saying a word, but simply fixed his gaze on the Purple Mansion in the East Sea!

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