Chapter 117 Taiyi is furious, Fuxi goes to Kunlun Mountain!
“Reverse, reverse!”

“The Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, you must all bow down to me, otherwise, I will destroy you to ashes!”

Above the thirty-third heaven, in the Lingxiao Palace, Donghuang Taiyi’s roar shook the heavens and the earth, filled with anger and unwillingness.

The Chaos Bell hummed in his hand, emitting a light that defied the heavens; the sound of the bell was stirring and lingering.

The true fire of the sun burned fiercely, burning up the surrounding void, as if it would reduce everything to nothing.

Faced with this horrifying scene, all the Demon Saints and powerful men in the Demon Court did not dare to act rashly. Their bodies trembled slightly and their hearts were filled with fear.

When Donghuang Taiyi gets angry, his power is so strong that no one dares to touch him.

Only Di Jun and Fuxi were able to remain calm.

“Taiyi, quickly put away the Chaos Bell and the Sun’s True Fire!”

Di Jun said in a deep voice, “The Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are indeed descendants of Pangu, so it makes sense for them to join forces.”

“But I never thought that the way of heaven would condone such absurd things.”

“It seems that our demon race and demon court are about to encounter an unprecedented disaster!”

Di Jun’s face was extremely heavy, as if water would drip down at any time.

As the Lord of the Demon Court and the self-proclaimed Lord of the Three Realms, he would never allow the situation to get out of his control.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were already extremely troublesome, and now the Three Pure Ones had become their allies, which made him even more angry.

However, as the leader of the demon clan, he cannot lose his mind and must endure humiliation and remain calm.

“Don’t worry, Emperor Tian, ​​and stay calm!”

At this time, Fuxi bowed slightly and walked out.

He was filled with immortal charm and demonic aura, and his mighty power as a quasi-saint was awe-inspiring.

Despite the many defeats suffered by the Demon Court, Fuxi became more resilient.

He vowed to assist Emperor Jun in ascending the throne of the ruler of the three realms, to make the demon race prosperous, and to enter the realm of Heavenly Saint or even Hunyuan Daluo.

“calm?”

Di Jun sneered and stared at Fuxi closely.

The aura of the superior filled the entire Lingxiao Palace, making all living beings feel extremely depressed.

His eyes were extremely deep, as if he was thinking about some important decision.

Seeing this, Fuxi explained: “The Three Pure Ones have colluded with the Twelve Ancestral Witches and have been recognized by the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun Daozu.”

“No matter how powerful my demon court is, it cannot change this fact.”

“The only solution now is to think carefully about the response strategy.”

“As saints of the Heavenly Dao, the Three Pure Ones naturally cannot directly participate in the struggle for supremacy between the two races.”

“They are just like Nuwa. They can only help when the race is in danger.”

“Therefore, on the eve of the decisive battle between the witches and liches, all the Three Pure Ones can do for the witches is to slightly deter them. It is difficult for them to provide any substantial help.”

“Once the witch clan is destroyed, the Emperor of Heaven will use the power of destiny to ascend to the realm of Heavenly Saint. Those witches and demons will be like ants. How can they compete with the bright moon?”

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the Lingxiao Palace eased a little.

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others fell into deep thought and soon understood Fuxi’s plan.

Gather strength, quietly wait for the end of the Yuanhui, and prepare for the war between wizards and liches.

After all, as long as the Three Pure Ones do not openly support the Witch Clan, there is still room for planning.

“What Emperor Xi said is exactly what I want!”

“Within a Yuanhui, the Twelve Ancestral Witches can only seek survival on their own. Moreover, they do not know the Way of Heaven and do not have a Yuanshen, so it is absolutely difficult for them to enter the realm of Hunyuan Daluo.”

“And in my demon court, whether it is Donghuang or Xihuang, they both have the qualifications to prove the Dao of Hunyuan.”

“Therefore, the advantage lies with our demon race!”

Bai Ze, holding a feather fan, spoke to Di Jun.

However, there is a hint of delusion in his words.

To attain the state of Hun Yuan is indeed an extremely difficult matter.

From ancient times to the present, in the long years, only the Black Turtle of the North Sea has achieved the rank of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Even so, it is always restricted by the rules of nature and humanity!

The position of Emperor Qinghua of Dongji, in the eyes of everyone in the Demon Court, is not a happy event, but a shackle that binds the Black Turtle of the North Sea.

“Great kindness!” “When the Demon Court unifies the three realms, this emperor will definitely break the shackles of the realm and trample the Three Pure Ones under his feet!”

Donghuang Taiyi laughed loudly, and the boundless sun fire was absorbed into his body.

The Chaos Bell rang, and a dark light burst out, suppressing time and space.

At this moment, the Lingxiao Palace also showed an impetuous atmosphere.

The demon saints seemed to be confused and daydreaming about how to assist Emperor Jun in sweeping across the three realms and making all races submit.

“In order to ensure that everything goes well, we still need to send someone to Kunlun Mountain to seek the personal promise of the Three Pure Ones.”

“Otherwise, if they are bewitched by the Twelve Ancestral Witches and act against the Way of Heaven, and harm our Demon Court, it will lead to a catastrophe and the losses will be incalculable.”

On the throne, Di Jun said solemnly.

Having been in charge of the demon clan and the demon court for tens of thousands of years, he could naturally see through the intentions of Fuxi and Bai Ze, who wanted to appease the people, boost morale, and resist the witch clan.

However, we should not slack off on what should be done.

The Three Pure Ones are saints of the Heavenly Dao and are direct disciples of Daoist Patriarch Hongjun.

Even if they intervene in the war between wizards and liches, they will probably not be severely punished.

Could it be that Daozu Hongjun would deprive them of their saintly positions?
The Six Saints of Heaven!

The Three Pure Ones are the foundation, Nuwa is the backbone, and the two saints in the West are just the bottom of the list.

“Emperor of Heaven, I am willing to go!”

Fuxi stepped forward, pounded his chest so hard that it shook the mountain, and spoke firmly.

Kunlun Mountain is a den of dragons and tigers, and he vowed to go in and try it out.

Thinking of her own sister Nuwa, she was once turned away for questioning Taiqing Laozi.

He was even banned by Hongjun Daozu and imprisoned in Nuwatian. Fuxi was extremely angry.

He wanted to see with his own eyes what the purpose of these Three Pure Ones was.

“Emperor Xi, it would be more appropriate for me to go in on this matter!”

Bai Ze hurriedly tried to dissuade him and wanted to step forward.

“The Emperor of Heaven needs your assistance, and the affairs of the Demon Court also need you to take charge of the overall situation.”

“I think I know everything about heaven and earth, and I understand the nature of the Three Pure Ones. I can go and negotiate with them!”

The safety of the Demon King cannot afford to make the slightest mistake.

Taiqing Laozi was insidious and cunning. If he plotted against Fuxi, he would probably enter Kunlun Mountain standing but would need to be carried out lying down.

Bai Ze didn’t dare let Fuxi take such a risk.

“Bai Ze, I have made up my mind!”

Fuxi said firmly.

“This trip to Kunlun Mountain is for two reasons: first, to make the Three Pure Ones promise not to interfere in the struggle between the witches and liches, and second, to help Nuwa save face.”

“Don’t worry, they won’t dare to do anything to me!”

Fuxi was full of confidence and did not give anyone a chance to refuse.

On the throne, Di Jun frowned, but soon his brows relaxed.

“Emperor Xi must be careful when he goes there!”

He urged, “Also, you can communicate with the North Sea Black Turtle to see if he is willing to join my Demon Court!”

“If we can get the help of the North Sea Black Turtle, why should we be afraid of the Three Pure Ones?”

Di Jun’s voice echoed in the Lingxiao Palace.

When Fuxi and Bai Ze heard this, their hearts sank.

The Black Turtle of the North Sea surrendered to the Xuanmen, and was able to transform into the world and reach his current realm and cultivation level thanks to the help of the Three Pure Ones.

It is extremely difficult to get him to change his sect.

Although they were worried, neither of them showed any sign of abnormality, as they really did not want to undermine Di Jun’s confidence.

“Great!”

Fuxi nodded heavily, then turned and left.

The situation changed again, but he didn’t know that a deep dilemma was waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)