noffsinger Chapter 126 Ruthless
Chapter 126 Ruthless
Chapter 126 Ruthless
"Fellow Daoist Zhunti, please forgive me, please forgive me—" Dongwanggong looked at Zhunti in front of him and murmured to himself.
He wanted to stand up for himself and say something, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything after the words "forgive me."
Cooperating with the Wu Clan would mean that even if the supreme destiny were restored, the emperor would still be a "puppet emperor." Moreover, it was precisely because the Eastern King Duke was powerless to resist the Wu Clan that his position as the head of the immortals was abolished. Wouldn't such behavior put him in complete opposition to the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao and the Dao Ancestor?
"Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, things have come to this point, there's no need to look back or hesitate. Just speak your mind." Zhunti looked at Dongwanggong in front of him and said with a smile.
Throughout the entire encounter, his genuine and kind smile remained unchanged in the slightest.
Upon hearing this, Dongwanggong poured out his worries to Zhunti, but to his surprise, he was met not with Zhunti's advice, but with a burst of wild laughter.
Zhunti laughed heartily, changing his image for the first time in front of Dongwanggong.
"Everything in the world has its destiny. If you want to get something, you have to pay the price for it. How can you expect to achieve the supreme position of heaven and earth without doing anything? There is no such good thing in the world."
Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, do you ultimately intend to give up?
"Or perhaps, does Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong still believe he has the ability to reclaim his supreme destiny on his own?" Zhunti asked, looking at Dongwanggong before him.
"Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, you have invited a great many immortals. Surely, among them are many of your former friends. But look around, apart from some Taiyi Golden Immortals who simply couldn't refuse, has a single Daluo Golden Immortal come?" Zhunti continued, "I have no intention of offending you, but when you were the leader of the immortals, you still plotted for the Three Pure Ones, Emperor Jun, and others. Now, the Heavenly Court's power has been established—"
"Fellow Daoist, surely you are unaware of how powerful the Heavenly Court is these days?" Zhunti looked at Dongwanggong and continued.
"I am aware of all that has happened here, but Fellow Daoist Zhunti, what about Dao Ancestor's side—" Upon hearing this, Dongwanggong, though still unwilling, was already quite tempted.
After all, resuming the path of the Great Dao was an offer that Dongwanggong could not refuse. Moreover, having experienced the various events following the abolition of his position as the Immortal Leader, Dongwanggong was even more eager to renew his supreme destiny. Zhunti, who gave him hope, was like a lifeline to a drowning man.
"The reason why the Dao Ancestor appointed you as the leader of the immortals was because you possess a supreme destiny and are kind and benevolent, and therefore qualified!"
Fellow Daoist's fortune has plummeted due to the loss of his position as Immortal Leader, but his supreme destiny has never left him, as long as he can re-establish his supreme heart!
"Fellow Daoist, if you don't want the Dao Ancestor to bear the reputation of being bad at judging people, then you should prove yourself, prove that you are qualified, prove that the Dao Ancestor is right, and that the Three Pure Ones are wrong!" Zhunti looked at the Eastern King Duke in front of him and said loudly.
In order to bridge the gap with Dongwanggong and express his dissatisfaction with the Three Pure Ones, Zhunti deliberately addressed Hongjun as Daozu instead of his teacher.
"What you say is very true, but is there really no other way?"
"What about Fellow Daoist Styx?" Dongwanggong looked at Zhunti before him. It was said that Styx would send the Blood God Child westward every so often to ferry zombies back to the Blood Sea. Zhunti and Styx had a very close relationship.
"If there truly is a supreme position, why would it be left to Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong?" Zhunti frowned and shook his head.
With Styx's cunning and shrewdness, if he truly possessed the supreme position, how could he possibly leave it to the Eastern King Duke? Even if he did leave it to the Eastern King Duke, who knows what terrible price he would have to pay—that's Styx!
Considering that the other party's cultivation level was only a hair's breadth away from that of a saint, coupled with the merits and fortune gained from establishing the Underworld Clan, it was possible that Styx was already close to breaking through to the realm of a saint. Unless absolutely necessary, Zhunti did not want to deal with such a terrifying person as Styx.
Only the Wu tribe, which occupies a large amount of prehistoric land and is about to occupy the entire prehistoric land, might need to support a proxy to manage the "sheepfold" for them, making it easier for them to slaughter all the prehistoric creatures.
Undoubtedly, this trip will greatly damage the interests of the Heavenly Court, fundamentally split the demon race, and create another powerful force in the prehistoric world to rival the Heavenly Court.
However, none of this matters to Zhunti anymore; as long as he achieves his goal, that's all that matters.
"Alright." Dongwanggong looked at Zhunti in front of him and nodded helplessly.
This scene infuriated Zhunti. Whether the Wu tribe agreed or not was still uncertain. No matter how noble you, Dongwanggong, are, you are just a deposed immortal. Why pretend to be coy?
However, considering the future Heavenly Court with four sages and the great cause of the Western revival, Zhunti decided to endure it.
What else can we do?
Meanwhile, on the other side, there is the Netherworld Blood Sea.
On the Black Blood Demon Ship, boundless demonic power manifested. Ming Xuan stood at the bow of the ship, raised his hand, and a mast transformed into a banner of countless souls, which he played with in his palm.
Behind him were the strongest Ghost Immortals in the Ghost Immortal Path, as well as the Four Asura Kings.
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"Alright, I think everyone is aware that Father God has entrusted the affairs of the Netherworld Blood Sea to our Netherworld Clan. Since that's the case, you may all go your separate ways." Ming Xuan admired the zombies wandering in the Blood Sea with great interest. At the same time, his aura as a Great Luo Golden Immortal was fully displayed, making the ghost immortals and Asura King behind him unable to breathe.
The Underworld Clan has taken over the two most core locations in the Netherworld Blood Sea, making it three places now: the "Holy Land" where the Nine Nether Red Lotus Pool is located, the Hell which is still under construction, and Fengdu City, the stronghold of a group of ghost immortals and Asuras. However, the Nine Nether Red Lotus Pool was already in the hands of the Underworld Clan, so there was no need for them to take over.
The Asura Kings and Ghost Immortals behind Mingxuan all had grim expressions. Originally, in the Netherworld Blood Sea, they only needed to serve Styx and obey Styx's orders. However, Styx's cultivation was too high, and he didn't need them to do anything. Therefore, in the Blood Sea, in most cases, they only needed to cultivate peacefully under Styx's protection.
But now, judging from Mingxuan's attitude—it seems they have another "ancestor" on their heads, which they certainly don't want.
But faced with Styx's orders and the overwhelming strength of the Underworld Clan, they had no choice but to obey, even if they were unwilling.
Just after the Asura Kings and Ghost Immortals left, Mingxuan looked into the distance and said softly, "You have come from afar and have been watching for so long, why hide?"
Why not show yourself?
"Fellow Daoist Mingxuan, your cultivation is indeed profound. Impressive, impressive." The newcomer was a Daoist carrying a lantern, who appeared from the void, causing Mingxuan's expression to harden. This person's cultivation was far above his own!
The person who came was Ran Deng!