Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start

Chapter 565 A Deal with Demon Ancestor Rahu

"Pangu Banner!"

"The Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

"The Seven Wonderful Trees!"

"The Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit!"

"Abi, Yuantu!"

All the saints unleashed their most powerful spiritual treasures, carrying the cultivation they had accumulated over countless years, and attacked Wutian with overwhelming force.

During the Investiture of the Gods, the saints fought each other without restraint, causing the primordial world to shatter and eventually become the Three Realms as we know them today.

Now, countless millennia have passed since the Investiture of the Gods. The saints' cultivation is even greater than it was back then, but they are much more measured in their actions now than during the Investiture of the Gods. They try to limit their actions to the western regions and avoid affecting the entire Three Realms, so as not to repeat the tragic scene of the Investiture of the Gods.

However, even so, the power of the saints had reached the limit that the entire West could bear. The Dao energy rippled and spread in all directions. The giant mountain that had stood for hundreds of millions of years cracked in the middle and then collapsed at an astonishing speed. Countless earth veins were disrupted at this moment, and ravines stretched out, overturning hundreds of millions of mountains.

As expected, the void collapsed and shattered, revealing the earth, fire, water, and wind hidden deep within the chaos. These elements spread into the Three Realms through the spatial rifts, instantly transforming into an incomparably terrifying disaster that threatened to spread in all directions.

"The power of the saints' attack is still too great. Even the primordial world couldn't withstand it back then, let alone the Three Realms now. Now the demonic path has made a comeback. It is truly a time of great turmoil."

Nuwa stood still, her delicate brows furrowed, and sighed softly. The next moment, she waved her hand slightly, and the Map of Mountains and Rivers appeared in her palm.

With a clap of her hands, her magical power surged into the map, causing it to radiate brilliant light and rapidly expand until it covered the entire sky and the sun and moon. A tremendous suction force appeared, drawing in everything in the world, whether it was the endless demonic energy or the ripples of Daoist essence from the actions of the saints, all of which were absorbed into the map.

At this moment, the combined attack of all the saints arrived in front of Wutian at an indescribable speed. This attack, which gathered the full strength of all the saints, seemed to have subtly transcended the scope of saints, causing Wutian's hair to stand on end and explode in an instant!

But Wutian's face still showed no fear, and he still summoned the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, just like before.

The world-destroying black lotus, as if crafted from black jade, spun rapidly in mid-air, carrying overwhelming demonic energy as it flew towards the crowd.

The corners of everyone's mouths curled up slightly, and a hint of disdain appeared on their faces. Of course, they knew about the Black Lotus of Annihilation. It was a treasure once held by the Demon Ancestor, ranking among the top-grade innate spiritual treasures. It was extremely powerful and was a weapon of destruction, born for destruction.

But in the end, the Black Lotus of Annihilation is just a primordial spiritual treasure. How can it unite with several people, and even have a lineup of primordial supreme treasures, to fight against it?

"boom!"

With everyone's full strength, they finally collided with the World-Destroying Black Lotus in mid-air. As expected, the World-Destroying Black Lotus didn't even last a single breath before being sent flying.

Moreover, the black light on the black lotus was fluctuating in intensity, indicating that the spiritual essence of the treasure had been severely damaged and would be difficult to recover in the short term.

Wutian, who was activating the spiritual treasure, suddenly blushed, and his aura dropped a level.

Everyone's faces lit up with joy, especially Zhunti and Jieyin, who secretly laughed at Wutian for being such a fool and an idiot.

Even a saint, or even a Primordial Great Luo Immortal, has limited power.

Moreover, to dare to confront them head-on with only a top-grade innate spiritual treasure is simply a blind man lighting a lamp, courting death!

The combined power of the saints easily repelled the Black Lotus of Annihilation, and their momentum did not diminish as they attacked Wutian head-on.

This attack, which combines the power of numerous innate treasures, would cause indelible damage even to Wutian, who is a Hunyuan Daluo!

But at that moment, Wu Tian suddenly curled up a strange smile on his face and bowed respectfully to the person behind him.

"Snap!"

The space behind Wutian shattered like a mirror.

A cloud of pitch-black demonic energy surged out from it, gradually solidified, and finally formed a wall that blocked Wutian's path.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The combined attack of the saints struck the black wall without a doubt, and a tremendous roar resounded throughout the Three Realms!

In the instant of the collision, the earth, fire, water, and wind trembled, a chaotic storm evolved, the laws trembled, all paths collapsed, and the world seemed to be obliterated.

Nuwa, who was in charge of protecting the safety of the Three Realms, dared not be careless in the slightest.

He unleashed the Mountain and River Map with all his might, doing everything he could to absorb all the scattered power within it, so as to prevent it from harming all living beings in the Three Realms.

Soon, wave after wave of Daoist energy dissipated.

The innate treasure, the supreme innate spiritual treasure, flew back into the hands of the saints.

When they saw that black wall, which remained perfectly still with only a few mottled marks on its surface, they all gasped in shock, and the hairs on the back of their necks stood on end!

How could this be!

All of them combined their strength to strike, but it was easily blocked by someone, seemingly without any effort!

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat. Could it be that the Demon Ancestor Rahu has arrived?

Aside from Rahu, they really couldn't think of anyone else in the demonic path with such abilities.

At this moment, the gaps in the torn space behind Wutian grew even larger.

Clusters of magical light erupted from it, gradually condensing into a figure.

Tall and imposing, dressed in all black, with a faint smile on his face, who else could it be but Luo Hou?

However, it is vaguely visible that Rahu is not entering the Three Realms in his true form at this time, but only as a projection.

"Demon Ancestor Rahu!"

Everyone's expression was solemn. Even Blood Sea Styx restrained all his arrogance. Although he was arrogant, who was that Rahu?

The ancestor of the demonic path was far more renowned than him millions of years ago.

Luo Hou looked everyone up and down, his gaze finally settling on Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing.

"Such a familiar aura. You must be the transformed spirits of Pangu, Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing."

Rahu asked casually.

"Indeed, what instructions does the Demon Ancestor have?"

Taiqing's face was solemn. They were born at the end of the Dragon-Han Calamity and had seen Luo Hou before. However, at that time, Luo Hou was at the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, while they were only Daluo Golden Immortals. The gap between them was too great. Even now, the gap between them is like an insurmountable chasm.

The Demon Ancestor chuckled. "Old man Hongjun does indeed possess some skill. I am indeed not yet able to enter the Three Realms. How about we discuss a deal?"

Yuanshi snorted coldly, the Pangu Banner behind him trembling slightly, but was stopped by Taiqing, who then asked leisurely, "May I ask what kind of deal the Demon Ancestor wishes to discuss?"

"Mount Sumeru is where I attained enlightenment. Give me Mount Sumeru, and I will not invade the Three Realms for a thousand years. What do you say?"

A faint smile appeared on Luo Hou's lips, as if he had Tai Qing and the others completely under his control.

Before Taiqing could speak, Zhunti and Jieyin immediately became anxious, "Mount Sumeru is the ancestral home of our Buddhist sect. How can we let it be given to others so easily? We, the brothers and sisters, absolutely disagree with this!"

(End of this chapter)