Who is Luo Hou?
He is known as the Demon Ancestor and also one of the Chaos Demon Gods. If Ye Xuan were to kill Wutian in front of him, his reputation would be utterly ruined.
"The ones I want to kill, no one can protect them—not even you, Luo Hou."
Ye Xuan spoke in a hoarse whisper, without making any movents. Only a flash of blood light passed through his eyes. What happened next changed Luo Hou’s expression, and he looked at Ye Xuan with a chilling gaze.
Bang!
"Ah!"
A loud noise erupted as the Blood Soul Thread planted on Wutian long ago was activated. Wutian’s whole body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, not even leaving the slightest trace of his Primordial Spirit.
Silence, utter silence, absolute silence.
Luo Hou’s face was impassive, but strands of demon light rippled from him. He looked at Ye Xuan with slightly cold eyes, his ten fingers slightly clenched, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Everyone could sense that an epic battle was about to erupt between Luo Hou and Ye Xuan. anwhile, the mbers of the Heavenly Court glared angrily at Luo Hou, a chilling killing intent enveloping him.
"Heh heh!"
Suddenly, the coldness vanished from Luo Hou’s face, and he resud his smile, showing not a hint of anger or killing intent.
"Just a re disciple, that’s all. If Daoist Ye wanted to kill him, then let it be. Even if you hadn’t, I, too, would have ensured he t an unburied death," Luo Hou said with a pained expression.
Ruthless, heartless, profoundly deep in scheming.
These eight words epitomized Luo Hou. Even though his disciple was killed by Ye Xuan himself, he did not show the slightest anger, instead smiling as he conversed with Ye Xuan. This alone left the Heavenly Court mbers looking at each other in astonishnt.
Everyone thought Luo Hou would be furious. After all, with Ye Xuan killing his disciple, it was a slap to his reputation. If he tolerated it, it would be a grave humiliation.
But no one expected that Luo Hou didn’t get angry. Instead, he endured it, and this left everyone bewildered, unsure of what Luo Hou intended to do.
It’s not just the Heavenly Court mbers who were confused; Ye Xuan also frowned slightly. He didn’t expect Luo Hou to be so patient, remaining calm even at this mont.
Logically speaking, as the so-called Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, revered by all demon cultivators under heaven, and being one of the Chaos Demon Gods, in terms of identity and cultivation, he was not inferior to Ye Xuan. There was no reason for him to be patient with Ye Xuan.
Yet, Luo Hou remained patient, even lowering his stance, disregarding his own reputation. This behavior left Ye Xuan feeling as if he was striking at air.
Simply put, Ye Xuan wanted to break the ice and engage in combat; that would be the simplest way, and it would also allow him to test the gap in cultivation between him and Luo Hou.
"Hmph, I thought the Demon Ancestor was sothing formidable, but it turns out he is also fearful of the Heavenly Court’s might."
"Ah, what you said is not correct. Now that the Heavenly Court is at its peak, even Saints dare not provoke them. Naturally, the Demon Ancestor wouldn’t want to be an enemy of the Heavenly Emperor Ye."
"Just a so-called renowned figure, it seems there is no one left in heaven and earth to balance this Heavenly Emperor Ye."
The doctrines of all directions, the various Quasi-Saints, were whispering in private. Although their voices were low, none present had weak cultivation, and so they all heard these words clearly.
On the other hand, Luo Hou, even though many laughed at him secretly, remained expressionless, continuing to smile at Ye Xuan.
Such a terrifying individual!
Ye Xuan’s expression was calm, but inside he was warning himself that this Demon Ancestor in front of him was unlike any enemy he had faced before. Such a person, even disregarding their own reputation, was truly frightening.
Throughout the Three Realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man, anyone who beca a Saint or Ancestor cherished their reputation without exception, and Ye Xuan also fell into this category.
But with Luo Hou, it was different. He, as the Demon Ancestor, couldn’t care less about such things, and such a person could do anything.
With cunning strategy, ruthless and heartless ans, Luo Hou possessed all the terrifying and unsettling factors, not to be underestimated.
"Daoist Ye, don’t be angry. Though it is true that Wutian was once my disciple from Sen Luotian, he had long since betrayed his sect years ago. Today’s events have nothing to do with ," Luo Hou sighed.
"Haha."
Ye Xuan laughed aloud, "It seems I’ve misunderstood you, Daoist. Co, co, Daoist please take the seat of honor."
Ye Xuan warmly invited Luo Hou to sit again, not ntioning the earlier incident. This moved Luo Hou to sit beside Ye Xuan once more, his smile growing even brighter.
"Why are you all not putting away your weapons? Do you want Daoist Luo Hou to see us as a joke of the Heavenly Court?" Ye Xuan glanced around at the Heavenly Court mbers, pretending to scold them.
As Ye Xuan spoke, the Heavenly Court mbers quickly put away their spiritual weapons and returned to their seats, including Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, whose face was pale, knowing now was not the ti to apologize to Ye Xuan. He could only return to his seat, pondering how to explain himself after the event.
"Daoist Ye, I have sothing I wish to say, though I’m unsure if it is appropriate," Luo Hou said.
"Oh?"
"Daoist, from the mont we t, I felt a connection. Speak freely if you have sothing to say," Ye Xuan replied gently.
"I perceive Ziwei as pure-hearted, and now he is also a Quasi-Saint. Letting him beco the new Saint of the Heavenly Dao would be most fitting. However, as an outsider, I can only honestly express my opinion," Luo Hou spoke sincerely.
"Heavenly Emperor’s insight is clear. Earlier, I was disrespectful in questioning your decision. Now I see it is most suitable for Ziwei Heavenly Emperor to beco the new Saint of the Heavenly Dao," Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad interjected, hoping to redeem his earlier mistake.
"We also agree to honor Ziwei Heavenly Emperor as the new Saint,"
The Minghe Ancestor and others stepped forward swiftly, petitioning Ye Xuan. Clearly, they finally realized that they, as Quasi-Saints, could never beco Saints, and Ziwei was Ye Xuan’s chosen candidate. If they remained stubborn, that would truly be foolish.
For a mont, the Heavenly Court mbers all stood, petitioning one after another, while Ye Xuan remained calm, directly addressing Ziwei standing beside him, "Brother, can you see? Now you have the people’s mandate, quickly proceed to beco a Saint."
"This...?"
Ziwei Heavenly Emperor hesitated slightly, but before he could respond, a gentle force lifted him into the Heavenly Vault, instantly awakening him, while his heart sighed gently.
Rumble!
The Five-colored Divine Stone glowed once more, and the Hongng Purple Qi floated above Ziwei’s head, echoing the scene of refining stones to repair the blue sky long ago, which would once again manifest between Heaven and Earth.
At this mont.
Ye Xuan sat upright on the Heaven Ascending Platform, gazing at the Five-colored Divine Stone in the Heavenly Vault, as if he could see Sun Wukong’s face, a lonely smile appearing on his face.
Brother, though I did not use the Five-colored Divine Stone to beco a Saint, I will never forget all that you have done for . When I reverse the River of Ti, I will surely go back to prevent the tragedy from happening.
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