Chapter 674: Zhun Ti and Jieyin: Help!

Half a month.

For several days in a row, Shi Hao has been immersed in the Great Dream Reincarnation with no signs of waking.

According to Taiqing's speculation, three days would be enough to end the Great Dream Reincarnation and return to his true self.

But now that half a month has passed, it has already greatly exceeded expectations.

"Strange, it seems Little Friend Shi has deep roots of fortune."

Taiqing said, with a trace of surprise in his expression.

"Fellow Daoist Taiqing, what do you mean by saying Xiao Shi has deep roots of fortune?" Xuanzang asked.

Taiqing explained: "Ordinary living beings will end it in three days at most, because the dream of reincarnation is related to the individual's will and spirit. I observed that Little Friend Shi's Primordial Spirit is weak, so I speculated it would end in three days.

But it has clearly exceeded my expectations; the longer the Great Dream Reincarnation lasts, the deeper the foundation accumulated, and the benefits are infinite.

Perhaps he will even comprehend the Reincarnation Law because of this."

"Xiao Shi's Qi Luck and roots of fortune are indeed deep, but looking at it now, how long will it take to end?" Xuanzang asked.

"Three years." Taiqing pinched his fingers to calculate and said slowly.

"Three years?"

Wang Wu, who was bored to death on the side, had a drastic change in expression.

"What is wrong, Fellow Daoist Wang." Taiqing asked cordially.

"There is less than ten years left until the Dao-Demon Struggle, and traveling from Kunlun Mountain to Mount Xumi, it is possible we won't make it in time," Wang Wu said.

"The Dao-Demon Struggle, could it be the legendary duel between Demon Ancestor Luohou and the Daoist Hongjun," Taiqing said.

That day, Luohou declared that he would unify the entire Honghuang with the Demon Dao and challenged the Great Abilities of Honghuang.

Among the Great Abilities of Honghuang, only Hongjun accepted the challenge, while the others did not respond.

After the struggle for hegemony among the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Tribes ended, Luohou emerged and quickly harvested the forces of the three tribes. The Demon race expanded rapidly, and Luohou's strength was not at all weaker than the hegemons of the three tribes, so naturally, no one provoked Luohou.

"That is correct, we are preparing to go watch the battle." Xuanzang nodded.

"Watch the battle?"

Taiqing was stunned; he did not expect that Xuanzang, Houtu, and the others had come to Kunlun Mountain for the sake of the Dao-Demon Struggle.

Taiqing hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist, you are confused. Although the Dao-Demon Struggle is not a Calamity, its influence is no less than a Calamity.

And just with Luohou's magic power, I fear the scene of that battle will be of such great momentum that the entire Western spiritual vein will not be able to withstand a battle at the Demon Ancestor level.

Furthermore, it is rumored that Luohou has already set up the Immortal Execution Sword Array at Mount Xumi; this is the number one killing array since the opening of the heavens, and even if one just gets close, it is not something a Great Luo Golden Immortal can withstand."

"Although Fellow Daoist Taiqing does not leave Kunlun Mountain, you are very knowledgeable about the affairs of Honghuang," Xuanzang said.

"Hehe, who wouldn't want to share in some of the immense Qi Luck and Merit of this Honghuang, it is just that we, the Sanqing, do not have the strength for now," Taiqing said.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanzang, in my opinion, it is better not to go watch the battle; it is too dangerous. And the outcome will be nothing more than both sides suffering, or one side falling..."

Taiqing continued to advise, not wishing for Xuanzang to go to such a dangerous place.

"It is I who wants to go."

The silent Houtu spoke, expressionless, yet possessing an invisible majesty.

Hearing this, Taiqing could not help but glance at Xuanzang, seemingly understanding the cause and effect.

"If it is with the power of Ancestral Witch Houtu and Fellow Daoist Xuanzang, plus that Chaos Bell for protection, perhaps you can protect yourselves," Taiqing said.

"Only protect ourselves?"

Houtu said noncommittally; with his strength, why not try to clash with the Dao Ancestor and Demon Ancestor?

After all, not a single drop of Pangu Essence Blood was absorbed in vain.

Among the current Twelve Ancestral Witches, the strongest is none other than Houtu, who has mastered two source Great Dao Laws: the Earth Law, the Time Law, and the Chaos Bell.

In the entire Honghuang, if it were a one-on-one fight, he would not fear any existence at all.

"Fellow Daoist Taiqing, seeing that you are also idle at Kunlun Mountain, why not go to Mount Xumi together," Xuanzang invited.

Taiqing hurriedly shook his head and replied solemnly:

"I cultivate the Way of Non-Action, acting according to the trend, not touching Karma; the Dao-Demon Struggle has nothing to do with me, and it is indeed dangerous, so it is not suitable to participate."

"Elder brother, you aren't going. I am going."

At the entrance of the cave dwelling, Shang Qing Tongtian rushed in excitedly.

He had been eavesdropping at the entrance of the cave for a while; the Dao-Demon Struggle, how could he miss such a thing?

"Nonsense, Third Brother, is that something you can participate in? Honestly cultivate at Kunlun Mountain," Taiqing reprimanded.

"Elder brother, we are the Sanqing, and even more so descendants of Pangu, how can we be afraid of this mere bit of danger? Besides, if Ancestral Witch Houtu can go, why can't I?" Tongtian said unconvinced.

"Can Ancestral Witch Houtu suppress the hegemon Taotie with one hand? Can you?" Taiqing said.

"..., Big Brother, we have trump cards. As long as the Sanqing are one, even if we cannot be invincible in the world, we can still protect ourselves," Tongtian said excitedly.

"..." Taiqing.

Could it be that Tongtian was determined to use a trump card just to be happy?

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Taiqing, actually Tongtian is right. Always being in seclusion to comprehend is not as good as going out into the world to gain experience. And even if it is dangerous, we can look after each other," Xuanzang said.

He really wanted to invite the Sanqing; in case any accidents happened, with the strength of the Sanqing, they could also share a lot of the pressure.

He couldn't rely on An Lao Liu, Wang Laoliu, and the Demon Venerable, right?

They haven't grown up yet, and Shi Hao has to be in seclusion for three years.

Taiqing hesitated in his heart; his thinking was actually very simple: silently develop, survive until the end, and naturally step onto the peak of the Great Dao.

But now, facing Xuanzang's invitation and Tongtian's rebellion, he was wavering.

It didn't matter if Tongtian didn't mention it, the main thing was Xuanzang.

He felt that Xuanzang had a special temperament that invisibly attracted him; furthermore, Xuanzang's smile was also very infectious, and the two could sit and discuss the Dao.

"Elder brother, this time I also support Tongtian."

"We, the Sanqing, are the descendants of Pangu, and this heaven and earth is Pangu's world. It is necessary for us, the Sanqing, to make a name for ourselves and let all living beings know the Sanqing.

Besides, what does the Demon Ancestor Hongjun count for? By what right do they use their will to dictate the future of the Honghuang? We are the future."

Yuanshi also entered the cave dwelling, followed by Anlan, whose cultivation had progressed significantly?

Taiqing saw this and then sighed:

"If the matter cannot be done, then we shall listen to you. We, the Sanqing, will also go to Mount Xumi."

"I'm going. With this group of ours, where can't we walk sideways?" Wang Wu said.

"Be careful. The Dao-Demon Struggle will cause the heavens to collapse and the earth to crack, and the Laws will crumble. If you, with your small frame, are hit by the aftermath of the great battle, you might just vanish on the spot," Xuanzang teased.

"Yingyingying, Brother Xuanzang, you surely wouldn't stand by and watch me die, would you?" Wang Wu said in a tea-sipping, manipulative tone.

"Heh." Xuanzang smiled and said nothing.

At the same time, in the far west of the Honghuang, at the Demon Palace of Mount Xumi.

The future Mount Xumi would be the center of the Sacred Land for the Western Sect's Buddhism, but now it is the largest demon den in the entire Honghuang, the place where Demonic Qi and baleful energy are most concentrated. Looking at it, the sky is dim and dark, and the Void is filled with flying demon spirits.

Above the black earth, swarms of Demon Weapons circle in mid-air, numbering nearly a million. The weakest among them are at the Earth Immortal level, the high-level commanders are basically Golden Immortals, and the Demon Monarch level ones are Great Luo Golden Immortals. Furthermore, as this is the Sacred Land of the Demon Dao, almost all the demon clans are blessed by heaven and earth.

And at the peak of Mount Xumi, the place closest to the sky, a figure in black robes and beast armor stands, gazing at the firmament, imposing without anger.

She just stands there, yet she seems like the master of a piece of heaven and earth and all things, making people involuntarily submit and prostrate, just like a born king.

"Master, the Immortal Execution Sword Array has been set up. There are one hundred and eight Demon Monarch-level beings presiding over the sword array. No matter who comes, it is a dead end."

A mass of black Qi appeared out of thin air beside the "Master," and the only one on the entire Mount Xumi who could be called Master was the Demon Ancestor Luohou.

This mass of black Qi was illusory and real, its aura treacherous. If one observed carefully, one would find a Dharma Aspect of a black, fleshy worm vaguely appearing in the Void.

Although it looked fleshy, its whole body was covered in tentacles, and its origin was not to be underestimated.

It was also one of the four great ancient fierce beast overlords, Chaos!

Back when the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Tribes were fighting for hegemony, the three tribes had joined forces to drive away ninety-nine percent of the fierce beasts, and the four great fierce beast overlords had also been severely injured and went into hiding.

During the process of the three tribes' struggle for hegemony, the Demon Ancestor Luohou had secretly subdued the fierce beast overlord Chaos and the fierce beast forces under its command.

Most of those below were demonized fierce beasts and some native creatures of the West.

In order to expand his forces, the Demon Ancestor Luohou even created a Demonization Pool. Anyone who pursued power could enter the Demonization Pool to have the power of the Demon Dao infused into their bodies and rapidly increase their strength.

"Well done. However, to dare to accept my challenge, they must not be nobodies. This Immortal Execution Sword Array is just the prelude. If they cannot even break the Immortal Execution Sword Array, then they have no qualifications to fight me," Luohou said.

Luohou's figure was mysterious, tall and slender, and the voice sounded as if it had been edited, hoarse and echoing.

Her face was obscured by a black mist, making it unclear, and one could not see her true appearance.

"With Master's magic power, in this Honghuang land, you are invincible within the universe. It is only a matter of time before the Demon Dao replaces the Heavenly Dao and makes the world a world of demons."

Chaos laughed, its voice sounding very thin.

"May the Demon Dao flourish forever!

"

Luohou whispered, and the whole world seemed to become even dimmer, the sun and moon losing their light, filled with ominous treachery.

Below Mount Xumi were the Nine Heavens, a vast spatial plane with towering demon clouds, filled with dense, millions upon millions of living beings, all from different races, and all native creatures of the West.

The living beings in this space were captured by the Demon Monarchs to replenish the reserves, using the Demonization Pool as a lure to forcibly demonize a batch of living beings.

However, because they were reserves and the outcome of the Demon Dao was not yet known, they had not yet officially entered the Dragon Transformation Pool to be demonized.

The sky was filled with dense Demon Weapons guarding them, preventing these reserve living beings from escaping.

Among them, two thin, long figures huddled together, seemingly conspiring.

One looked like a bamboo spirit, with sharp angles all over its body, rising section by section, especially the green leaf on top of its head, which was very conspicuous in this dim space.

The other looked like a tree spirit, its whole body covered in wrinkled old skin, with an old face vaguely appearing on its main trunk.

These two figures looked unremarkable and were not very conspicuous among the ten thousand kinds of living beings.

But their origins were extraordinary: one was the Innate Spiritual Root, the Six-Root Purification Bamboo, and the other was the legendary Bodhi Enlightenment Tree.

"Brother, this is a disaster. These demons are cruel and lawless. If we fall into their hands, I'm afraid we will have to enter Nirvana before long," the tree spirit said with an exaggerated expression.

"Zhun Ti, don't panic, it's not a big problem," the bamboo spirit moved its bamboo stalk and spoke in human language.

Clearly, the two eccentric brothers before us were the two future masters of the Western Sect, Zhun Ti and Jieyin.

Compared to other Heavenly Dao Saints, the background of the two brothers, Zhun Ti and Jieyin, was indeed not worth mentioning, and they were born on the battlefield of the Dao-Demon Struggle; being able to survive was already a very difficult thing.

Like the Sanqing and Nuwa, who were born in Sacred Lands of cultivation like Buzhou Mountain and Kunlun Mountain, their Laws were profound.

As long as they didn't court death, they could basically become Great Abilities, immortal and indestructible.

The two brothers, Puti and Jieyin, were born with intelligence together on Mount Xumi and cultivated together.

Then one day, the sky suddenly went dark, and they arrived at the demon base camp, becoming reserve demon troops.

Mount Xumi was not just a single mountain; its area was no less than Kunlun Mountain, only slightly weaker than Buzhou Mountain.

The space of Buzhou Mountain alone exceeded three thousand Great Worlds, and it hadn't even reached its limit yet.

And below Mount Xumi, it was the same; its space was like thousands of Middle Worlds stacked together, the space boundless, the living beings endless.

It was only later that Luohou and Hongjun blasted the Western spiritual veins, causing Mount Xumi to fall apart, and in the end, not even one-tenth remained.

Just like the initial Honghuang, after experiencing multiple kalpas, its area shrank again and again, and many fragments and small worlds had long since drifted into the Chaos, losing all traces.

Puti was so frightened that its trunk trembled, leaves falling continuously from its head, and it stammered:

"Brother, the demons are so cruel. If we stay here, we will sooner or later be harmed by them.

You have seen it, the demons capture some living beings from time to time, and they never return."

Jieyin's bamboo head shook and said:

"According to my brother's speculation, every time the demons capture living beings, they should be thrown into the Demonization Pool to be demonized.

Therefore, every time they capture those with relatively high cultivation and relatively strong strength, so we don't need to worry."

"???" Zhun Ti.

At this time, Zhun Ti and Jieyin, because their origins were inferior to those Innate Sacred beings like Sanqing, only possessed magic power at the Taiyi Level, not yet at the Daluo Level.

Among these captured living beings, they could not be called very strong, but they were not weak either.

"Brother is not skilled in force, and the two of us brothers—one looks like a bamboo, the other looks like a thousand-year-old withered tree—look useless at a glance, so there is no need to worry about being captured and demonized," Jieyin explained.

Zhun Ti came back to his senses and finally understood.

His elder brother meant that as long as they acted like trash, there would be no danger.

And the more trashy one was, the less danger there was.

In an instant, Zhun Ti gave up and slumped in the corner like a piece of rotten wood; Jieyin did the same, and the two brothers lay flat together.

Suddenly, a Demon General of the Taiyi Level flew over, appearing to have the bloodline of a Great Peng, his whole body radiating a formidable and fierce aura.

Although they were also at the Taiyi Level, the two brothers, Zhun Ti and Jieyin, had absolutely no fighting spirit at all.

The Demon Great Peng flew above Zhun Ti's head and waved his hand; his appearance seemed to suggest he was going to seize Zhun Ti for demonization.

A group of Demon Weapons flew over; Zhun Ti, who was pretending to be a piece of trash, nearly cracked on the spot.

Wasn't it said that pretending to be trash would avoid demonization? Why did this Great Peng see through his uniqueness at a glance?

Heavens, Brother, help!

Jieyin's eyes filled with hot tears, his emotions profound; at this moment, silence spoke louder than words as he transmitted his voice:

"Do not panic!"

"I..." Zhun Ti's Taoism nearly collapsed, and he was on the verge of spewing profanities.

Thanks to Wo De Er Yi Xiao San for the tip and support, mwah.