Chapter 602

Minghe's eyes snapped open, a terrifying frenzy erupting in his blood-red pupils.

Daozu Hongjun distributed the Primordial Beginning Purple Qi at Zixiao Palace, determining the Saint Positions.

He, Minghe, had gained nothing.

He was unwilling to accept this!

Why should the Three Purities, Nüwa, Jieyin and Zhunti sit high above? Why should he, an Ancient God born of the Blood Sea, be trampled underfoot by the likes of Di Jun, that Bald Feathered Beast?!

Now, he had found his own path.

Kill!

Kill Heaven, kill Earth, kill all living beings! With boundless slaughter, prove the Dao of Hunyuan!

And the Human Tribe, they are his finest sacrificial offerings!

Buzz——!

Just At This Time, the space before Youming Palace violently twisted.

A towering figure wreathed in violent thunder tore through the void, descending above the Blood Sea.

The newcomer was precisely the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, Qiangliang.

Qiangliang wasted no words, looking down upon Youming Palace from on high, his thunderous voice exploding over the Blood Sea.

"Minghe! Older Brother commands, recall all Asura Clan immediately, cease the slaughter of the Human Tribe! Those who defy the order, One Strike No Pardon!"

The violent laws of thunder pressed down, causing even the boiling Blood Sea to stagnate for a moment.

The frenzy on Minghe's face instantly retracted, replaced by a cold, sinister smile.

His figure flashed, appearing before Qiangliang, cupping his fists slightly, his posture lowered considerably.

"So it is Ancestral Witch Qiangliang gracing us with your presence. Di Jiang Ancestral Witch's command, this Old Ancestor naturally obeys. However……"

Minghe's tone suddenly shifted, his voice carrying a hint of grievance: "However those Asura were just born, their nature savage and bloodthirsty, even this Old Ancestor finds it hard to fully restrain them. Moreover, this is a golden opportunity to weaken the Monster Clan's Fortune, why would Di Jiang Ancestral Witch suddenly order a halt?"

"Less nonsense!"

Qiangliang's temper was explosive, he simply didn't buy Minghe's act, "The Monster Clan establishes Human Teaching, the Human Tribe creates characters and Heaven sends down Merit and Virtue, the scheming within is unfathomably deep! We have already been stained with Karma we shouldn't have touched. Older Brother said, if you don't stop, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will personally flatten your Blood Sea!"

A flash of intense killing intent flickered in Minghe's eyes, but on the surface he still wore a smiling face.

"Yes, yes, yes. This Old Ancestor understands. I will send the order to Bo Xun right now, have them withdraw."

Qiangliang coldly snorted, gave Minghe a deep look, turned and tore through the void to leave.

Watching Qiangliang's disappearing back, the smile on Minghe's face vanished completely, turning ferocious and terrifying.

"Flatten the Blood Sea? Ye Ye Ye……"

Minghe let out an eerie laugh like a night owl, "Twelve Ancestral Witches, nothing but a bunch of brainless brutes. Scared witless by Di Jun, they want to drag this Old Ancestor down as a scapegoat?"

"You fear Karma Stain, this Old Ancestor fears nothing! The deeper the Karma, the stronger my Dao!"

Minghe turned, looking down at the Asura King Bo Xun awaiting orders below, a trace of madness flashing in his eyes.

"Bo Xun, hear the command."

"Subordinate is here!" Bo Xun knelt on one knee.

"Pass the order down, the army is to scatter into small units. Do not touch those large tribes garrisoned by Heavenly Court Yao Generals, specifically target those remote, weak Human Tribe settlements."

Minghe licked his crimson lips, voice cold as ice.

"Kill. Kill ruthlessly for this Seat! This Seat will use the blood of the Human Tribe to pave my path to Sanctification!"

……

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Pangu Hall.

When Qiangliang brought back the news that Minghe had "respectfully accepted the command," Zhu Rong, Gonggong and the other warlike Ancestral Witches all breathed a sigh of relief.

"That old brat knows his place!" Zhu Rong coldly snorted.

"Older Brother, what now? Does our agreement with Minghe's side still count?" Gonggong asked.

Di Jiang remained silent.

He looked at the vast Blood Sea on the map, then at the area beside it that had just lit up, representing the Human Tribe's Fortune, the unease in his heart growing ever stronger.

Human Tribe creates characters, Heaven sends down Merit and Virtue.

Monster Clan protects, gains Twenty Percent Merit Allocation.

This chain of events completely disrupted his arrangements.

He originally thought he had seen through the Monster Clan's game, but never expected their chessboard to be far larger than he imagined.

"Older Brother, what are you worried about?" Hou Tu perceived Di Jiang's concern, "Minghe has already agreed to stop."

"Stop?" Di Jiang shook his head, voice hoarse, "You don't understand Minghe. He is a madman who will stop at nothing for power. He has tasted the sweetness of the Human Tribe's Fortune, how could he possibly give it up easily?"

"He would dare defy us?" Zhu Rong's eyes widened.

"He would." Di Jiang closed his eyes, a trace of weariness on his face, "He will continue slaughtering the Human Tribe in secret, then push all of it onto us Witch Clan. We are now already bound to the same chariot by him, unable to get off."

"This……" Zhu Rong and Gonggong looked at each other in dismay, unable to speak.

They finally realized, their earlier move to rope in Minghe just to vent a moment's anger, was just how foolish.

"Then let's go to the Blood Sea now, kill that old brat!" Zhu Rong said irritably.

"And then what?" Di Jiang countered, "Then tell all the Great Wasteland, the Asura Clan was created by us, the previous slaughter of the Human Tribe was with our tacit approval? Us going to kill Minghe now is merely silencing a witness?"

Some things, better left unweighed; once weighed, even three thousand catties won't hold them down.

All major powers know the Asura Clan was created under our Witch Clan's assistance.

However…… knowing is knowing, openly it can be denied, but once admitted, under the Karma Calamity, the Witch Clan will inevitably suffer catastrophic losses, completely losing the Witch-Monster War!

Inside the Da Dian, dead silence fell once more.

Caught in a dilemma.

This is the true Yang Scheme.

The most important thing… is still the abnormality of the Heavenly Court.

Nüwa has left, Sheep Emperor is within the Three Realms, among the Five Elements, on the chessboard, the chess piece is you.

If they are not them, then behind Di Jun… who exactly is it?

…

Above the Nine Heavens, the Yao Clan Heavenly Court.

Donghuang Palace.

Gu Yuan still looked as weak as ever, half-leaning on the soft couch, wrapped in a snow-white fox fur robe, holding a purple-gold warm stove in his hands.

In the center of the great hall, Bai Ze, the Holy Saint of White Ze, knelt on one knee, his expression solemn.

"Reporting to Your Highness. Fifty human tribes in the Western Wasteland have been slaughtered. But I have already ascertained that a youth from the Rock Tribe fled into the River Tribe's territory."

Bai Ze paused, then said, "That youth is named Cangjie. It is he who, in the mountain cave, drew the character 'person' with blood, triggering the Massive Merit Descending."

"He survived… excellent."

Gu Yuan slightly adjusted his sitting posture, making himself more comfortable.

"Any news from the Wu Clan's side?"

"Replying to Your Highness," Bai Ze answered respectfully, "half an hour ago, the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, Qiangliang, descended upon the Blood Sea. Although I do not know what he said, afterward, a large-scale Asura legion began to retreat."

"Oh?"

Gu Yuan raised his eyebrows, the smile at the corner of his mouth growing richer.

"Di Jiang reacted rather quickly—he saw this was a trap and wanted to cut his losses in time. Too bad…"

Gu Yuan played with the warm stove in his hand, his tone light and airy, yet carrying a chill that pierced through eternity.

"He overestimated his control over Minghe, and underestimated Minghe's greed."

"That old thing Minghe has tasted the sweetness of human qi fortune—how could he possibly stop?"

Bai Ze listened, his heart pounding with shock.

Does Your Highness Donghuang mean… that Minghe will outwardly comply but inwardly defy?

"Your Highness, what should we do next?"

Gu Yuan did not answer immediately.

He lifted his head, his gaze seeming to pierce the celestial canopy of Donghuang Palace, gazing toward the direction of Zixiao Palace, where purple qi swirled.