Chapter 727: Chapter 746: Quasi-Saints Act Together
“Your Majesty, the Heavenly Emperor, the matter of the Hongng Purple Qi is of utmost importance. We should quickly dispatch troops to Ye Xuan to see if the Hongng Purple Qi is indeed on him,” Marquis of Wind stepped forward and directly addressed the two Heavenly Emperors.
“Marquis of Wind is right. We should destroy the Heavenly Court first. If the Hongng Purple Qi isn’t on Ye Xuan, then it must be in Fengdu’s hands. When the ti cos, I, from the Ancient Demon Court, will lead an army towards the Underworld to snatch back the Hongng Purple Qi,” Marquis of Rain solemnly voiced his opinion.
With the two speaking out, the Ancient Demons began to offer their advice, but Donghuang Taiyi seed to be lost in thought and did not make an imdiate decision.
“Big brother, what do you think?” Emperor Jun inquired.
As Emperor Jun spoke, the Ancient Demons once again fell silent. Everyone’s gaze focused on Donghuang Taiyi, clearly indicating that the decision rested on him.
“Let’s put this matter on hold for now. We mustn’t act rashly,” Donghuang Taiyi spoke steadily after three breaths, finally making a decision.
“Why… why is that?” Emperor Jun’s expression subtly changed.
“The Demon Gathering has not yet begun. The billion-strong Demon Race has not yet pledged its allegiance. Only after the Demon Gathering comnces, and Nuwa graces our Ancient Demon Court, can we legitimately claim to be the sovereign of the Three Realms.”
“Moreover, you must understand, whether Ye Xuan or Fengdu obtains the Hongng Purple Qi, even if one of them has it, it is impossible for them to attain a Saint Position within ten thousand years.”
“Our Ancient Demon Court has just been established. If we attack Ye Xuan and the Underworld now, our na will not be justified, our words will not carry weight. It is only after the Demon Gathering concludes and our Ancient Demon Court retakes control of the Three Realms that we can naturally take advantage of the situation.”
Donghuang Taiyi’s mind was clear, and he was not blinded by the allure of the Hongng Purple Qi. Clearly, this was also the most advantageous choice for the Ancient Demon Court.
“Big brother makes sense. It was I who was too hasty,” Emperor Jun suddenly realized, admitting his previous urgency.
“Not long now, truly not long now. Ten thousand years will pass in the blink of an eye. Once the Demon Gathering concludes, when our Demon Race reclaims control of Heaven and Earth, everyone will have to submit to our Ancient Demon Court,” Donghuang Taiyi stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance at the Eight Directions of Heaven and Earth, his eyes sparkling with dazzling demon light.
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In the Witch Clan’s Ancestral Land, amidst the Chaos Void.
Six towering figures sat cross-legged in the void, fearso rays of Ancestor Witch’s divine light soared piercingly skyward.
“Zhu Rong, is it true what you’ve said, that the Hongng Purple Qi has indeed appeared?” Ju Mang, the East Wood Ancestor Witch, frowned slightly as he questioned Zhu Rong.
“Yes, the Hongng Purple Qi has appeared. It’s just uncertain whether it’s in the hands of Ye Xuan or Fengdu,” Zhu Rong nodded lightly.
“The Hongng Purple Qi bears trendous significance, linked to the ergence of the seventh Saint. Although our Witch Clan lineage has no chance for a Saint Position, this item must not fall easily into the hands of others,” the Xuanming Ancestor Witch spoke in a deep voice.
“Ye Xuan has killed tens of thousands of our Witch Clan mbers. Perhaps we should personally visit the Heavenly Court: one, to demand justice from him, and two, to see whether the Hongng Purple Qi is in his possession.”
Qiangliang, the Thunder Ancestor Witch, prone to anger, now growled lowly, with divine thunder of the Ancestor Witch flickering around him, causing the boundless void to tremble with its might.
“We must not. The Ancient Demon Court is about to comnce the Demon Gathering. They are the greatest enemy of our Witch Clan. If we start a war with Ye Xuan now, although he is no match for our Ancestor Witches, our clan will still pay a price. Would this not conveniently benefit Donghuang Taiyi and Emperor Jun?”
Tian Hao, the Ancestor Witch of Wind, was the most amiable by nature, known for his unrivaled intelligence and stratagems, clearly identifying the hidden dangers at this mont.
“Alas, only six of us Ancestor Witches have been reborn in this era. If only we could gather all twelve Ancestor Witches, would our Witch Clan have anything to fear in this world?” Zhu Rong lanted with a long sigh, a hint of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.
“In the past, your conflict with Gonggong led to a battle that shattered Heaven and Earth, toppling Buzhou Mountain—a direct cause of internal and external crises for our Witch Clan, and a source of silent sorrow for our other brothers. If Emperor Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin were here, why would we have to be so wary of so many matters?” The Ancestor Witch Tian Hao sighed.
“Emperor Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin possess the powers of space and space-ti; sadly, their whereabouts are unknown. Yet, I believe that once the Demon Gathering comnces, the two will certainly return upon hearing the news, and then, our Witch Clan will fear no formidable enemy.” Ju Mang spoke softly.
Several Ancestor Witches were seated in the void, and from their conversation, it was evident that even the Ancient Twelve Ancestor Witches were not unconditionally united, possessing unknown internal disputes.
anwhile, the Ancient Demon Court and the Witch Clan lineage kept each other in check. This very fact offered Ye Xuan a mont’s respite. Otherwise, if both terrifying powers were to confront the Heavenly Court, Ye Xuan would likely find eting the challenge impossible.
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At the sa ti, a shocking piece of news that stirred chaos in the Three Realms arrived, igniting the fuse of the turmoil and casting an extrely oppressive atmosphere over all beings of the Three Realms.
The Hongng Purple Qi has appeared!
A few simple words, yet so weighty that they left people breathless, driving countless individuals to madness over the news.
The news ca from Emperor Fengdu of the Underworld. According to Emperor Fengdu, the Hongng Purple Qi resided within Ye Xuan. Whoever wanted the Hongng Purple Qi should go to the Heavenly Court and demand it from Ye Xuan.
A single stone stirred up a thousand ripples, and the news was like a bombshell that plunged the Three Realms into chaos. Countless Quasi-Saints erged from obscurity, all seeking information about the Hongng Purple Qi.
As the saying goes, one cannot contain fire with paper, especially with Emperor Fengdu fanning the flas. Who knows how many Quasi-Saints headed to the Underworld and learned everything from him about the Hongng Purple Qi.
Ye Xuan beca the target of everyone’s arrows, drawing the attention of the Three Realms’ beings onto him.
Of course, Emperor Fengdu, the instigator, was not having an easy ti either, as the other Quasi-Saints were not fools. They too suspected the Hongng Purple Qi might actually be with him.
Though Emperor Fengdu was at his wits’ end, he had reached a point of reckless abandon. If he couldn’t obtain the Hongng Purple Qi, then he would not allow Ye Xuan to have it either. He even wished to use the hands of the many Quasi-Saints to kill Ye Xuan, to appease the hatred in his heart.
The Underworld, the Eighteen Layers of Hell.
Spirits wailed and chilling winds blew bleakly, accompanied by the furious roars of Evil Demons and a malevolent aura that filled the air, invoking a profound sense of terror at just a glance.
Even amidst such a terrifying illusion, a Buddha Light blood deep within the Eighteen Layers of Hell, and a Bodhisattva with a face of benevolence was quietly reciting Buddhist scriptures.
“Master, the Hongng Purple Qi has appeared. Do you truly remain indifferent?”
Diting, the Spiritual Beast under Ksitigarbha’s seat, was unique in all of Heaven and Earth, its pair of perceptive ears capable of heeding all things—its abilities could certainly be deed unparalleled in the Three Realms.
The recitation stopped, and Ksitigarbha brought his hands together in prayer, seated atop the Golden Lotus, slowly opening his eyes, yet showing no ripple of emotion within them.
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