Chapter 367

Inside the temple, the totems carved on the twelve towering stone pillars emitted a dark red light.

The firelight flickered, casting the tall bodies of the twelve Ancestral Witches onto the walls, drawing heavy shadows.

Su Chen and Hou Tu walked out of the spatial passage one after the other.

"Kid Su Chen, you finally came out!" Seeing Su Chen come out, Zhu Rong hurriedly said, "Don't worry! As long as you say the word, the twelve of us will assemble the troops right now, go beyond the thirty-three heavens, pluck the feathers of that mongrel bird, and save that monkey back!"

He did not answer immediately, quickly deducing the ins and outs of the whole matter in his mind.

As the Demon Emperor, Di Jun presided over the Demon Court; how could he personally act for the sake of a mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal? This was completely contrary to common sense.

"It must be that he sensed Monkey Brother's abnormality..." Su Chen thought to himself.

Di Jun held the supreme innate spiritual treasure He Tu Luo Shu and was skilled in deducing heavenly secrets.

Monkey Brother and he did not belong to this heaven and earth at all; Di Jun must have used the He Tu Luo Shu to sense something, which was why he personally acted to take Monkey Brother away.

Since Di Jun was trying to probe Monkey Brother's background, Monkey Brother should be in no immediate danger to his life for the time being.

Furthermore, if Di Jun really had the heart to kill, he could have wiped him out directly outside the tribe; why go to such great lengths to snatch him back to the Demon Court?

Thinking of this, Su Chen felt slightly relieved.

He raised his head, looked straight at Zhu Rong, and spat out two words decisively: "No."

Zhu Rong was stunned, the flames on his body suddenly flaring up: "What? Are you afraid of that mongrel bird?"

"It's not fear." Su Chen shook his head, his tone calm. "Di Jun's move is not only for Monkey Brother but also to test the bottom line of the Witch tribe."

Su Chen looked around at the Ancestral Witches and analyzed clearly: "The Demon Court rules over all demons in the Primordial, and its foundation is unfathomable. Di Jun entered Mount Wuzhi alone and retreated unscathed; if the Witch tribe were to attack beyond the thirty-three heavens on a large scale right now because we couldn't swallow this anger, we would definitely fall into the trap he set in advance. By then, in a war between the Witch and Demon clans, with the battlefield chosen at the Demon Court's base camp, the Witch tribe would definitely suffer a great loss."

Inside the temple, Zhu Rong furrowed his brows and said no more.

Although he had a hot temper, he was not stupid.

Su Chen took a deep breath, his tone becoming extremely solemn: "Furthermore, Monkey Brother is my brother. Although he was snatched away in the Witch tribe, this matter has nothing to do with the Witch tribe; this belongs to the private affairs of Su Chen and Monkey Brother. If we were to sacrifice the lives of ten million Witch tribe boys to attack the Demon Court to save Monkey Brother because of this, I would feel uneasy, and Monkey Brother would not agree either."

Once these words were spoken, the twelve Ancestral Witches looked at Su Chen with surprised gazes.

They sighed to themselves that this kid not only had peerless talent but also had a sense of the big picture and responsibility that transcended his realm.

They did not expect that a weak acquired race like the human race would also have such talent, which made the Ancestral Witches evaluate the human race a point higher.

"Good kid." A trace of admiration flashed in Zhu Shou's eyes. "You've got guts."

Di Jiang sat on the main seat, looking at Su Chen with profound eyes.

The laws of space flowed around his body, permeated with endless majesty.

"Su Chen, this matter happened in my Witch tribe tribe after all, so my Witch tribe still has responsibility." Di Jiang said slowly, his voice low. "You must be clear that the Demon Court is a dragon's den and a tiger's lair. Beyond the thirty-three heavens, arrays are dense, demon soldiers and generals are gathered, and there is even the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Array suppressing the foundation. If you go alone, I fear it will be ten deaths and no life."

Upon hearing this, Su Chen smiled indifferently.

A force erupted from Su Chen's body with a crash.

The chaos glaze-colored luster flowed on his skin surface, and the bones intertwined with dark gold and gray-white emitted a thunderous roar.

The Pangu pressure within the temple was actually pushed away by this pure physical body strength.

The surrounding space emitted a series of unbearable cracking sounds, and black spatial cracks spread around his body.

"This power..." Zhu Rong's eyes widened.

"Sixth turn of the 'Chaos Nine Turns'." Brilliant colors flashed in Hou Tu's eyes. "You actually broke through to the sixth turn so quickly."

Su Chen restrained his aura, the chaos luster fading under his skin.

"My 'Chaos Nine Turns' just broke the sixth turn, and my flesh and blood have initially possessed chaos attributes." Su Chen's gaze was burning, his battle intent high. "To impact the seventh turn, I am just lacking a whetstone hard enough to force out the limits of my physical body. The Demon Court might be able to help me break through to the seventh turn."

Di Jiang shook his head slightly: "The demon clan has hundreds of demon generals at the Great Luo realm, and more than ten demon saints at the Semi-Sage realm; even if you cultivate to the seventh turn, it is absolutely impossible for you to break into the Demon Court."

Su Chen smiled dumbly upon hearing this, knowing that his behavior had caused Di Jiang to misunderstand. He paused and said: "Di Jiang Ancestral Witch has misunderstood; my trip is not to force my way into the Demon Court, and I believe this matter does not necessarily require fighting and killing."

He looked at the Ancestral Witches and pointed out the key: "I am not a Witch tribe, but a human. The human race was created by Empress Nuwa, and since Empress Nuwa is a saint of the demon clan, the Demon Court must always show some respect for the saint's face. I will go to visit as a human cultivator; as long as I do not provoke them, the demon clan should not act rashly."

"Besides, I believe the Demon Emperor snatching Monkey Brother away is not to make things difficult for him; perhaps it is just curiosity."

After hearing this, Di Jiang understood Su Chen's meaning and nodded slightly.

Su Chen's thinking was clear, and he knew how to advance and retreat; it was clear he had already made full preparations.

"Since your mind is made up, we will no longer stop you." Di Jiang stood up. "But remember, if the matter is impossible, retreat to Mount Wuzhi immediately. As long as you step even half a step into Mount Wuzhi, no matter how strong the Demon Court is, they cannot move you in the slightest."

"Thank you, Di Jiang Ancestral Witch." Su Chen clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

Hou Tu walked forward, her expression carrying a bit of worry: "Then I will send you out of Mount Wuzhi, straight to beyond the thirty-three heavens."

"No need." Su Chen refused decisively. "If Senior Hou Tu sends me, it would instead confirm the Witch tribe's involvement in this matter and leave the Demon Court with an excuse. I can go alone."

Upon hearing this, Hou Tu felt that what Su Chen said was also correct, so she nodded and said no more.

It was Di Jiang who reached out, the laws of space being driven by him, and tapped on Su Chen's body, a silver light disappearing into Su Chen's body.

Su Chen felt a silver mark appear on his right arm.

At the same time, the incomplete spatial Dao patterns on the Hunyuan Jin Dan in his dantian, which he had obtained from the remains of Yang Mei Da Xian, lit up slightly, echoing with Di Jiang's spatial laws.

Seeing Su Chen somewhat puzzled, Di Jiang explained: "I see that you seem to have traces of the Great Dao of Space on you, so I left a spatial law mark on you. If you encounter danger, use the Great Dao of Space within you to activate that mark, and it will form a spatial passage, and I will be able to bring you back to Mount Wuzhi."

"Thank you, Di Jiang Ancestral Witch. Then Su Chen will take his leave."

After speaking, Su Chen turned, strode out of the temple, and left the world within the Pangu Hall.

Outside the Pangu Hall, it was night, and the night wind was biting.

The vast ancient forest of Mount Wuzhi emitted a rustling sound in the night.

Su Chen looked up toward the horizon.

Endless galaxies twinkled in the night sky; beyond the thirty-three heavens was that high and mighty Demon Court.

"Monkey Brother, wait for me." Su Chen whispered to himself.

Su Chen unleashed his flight technique, transformed into a stream of light, flew out of Mount Wuzhi, and headed toward the Demon Court.