Chapter 468: Becoming a puppet of the West

Meanwhile.

Within the Primordial World, undercurrents were also surging.

After Lu Ya temporarily escaped the threat of the two Western Sages, he also felt that time was running out.

If he continued to delay, he would certainly be forced to become a puppet of the West.

That was not the result he had waited so many years to see.

Only by truly possessing a powerful backing could he contend with the two Western Sages.

And Lu Ya’s greatest reliance was the two Demon Emperors who could be revived and return.

Although the Demon Emperors were not Saints, that was only because of the Great Calamity in that era, which caused the two Emperors to suffer destruction.

If they were to revive in this era, they would certainly be able to break through to the Hunyuan Da Luo realm by virtue of their powerful natural talents.

By then, even the Saints would not need to be feared.

At this moment, Lu Ya lay collapsed on the battlefield of the Wu and Demon clans; over these days, he had erected a tombstone here, and on the inscription, he had carved the special scroll text he understood through the instructions given by the Heavenly Dao: The Demon Clan’s Record of Atonement.

And to make this Demon Clan’s Record of Atonement work, he had to use his own essence blood to write it.

And there could not be any mistakes in the process, otherwise, all would be lost.

To accomplish all this, Lu Ya dared not be careless, writing every character cautiously and comparing them clearly.

It was precisely because of this that it had taken such a long time, and it had nearly hollowed out his body completely.

At this moment, Lu Ya’s face was devoid of color, looking incomparably weak and pale.

However, fortunately, he had left himself one breath, so he would not die from losing too much essence blood.

But the pain was something he had to endure.

Next, Lu Ya began to force his body up and sat cross-legged.

He took out a prepared Jin Dan and swallowed it, which allowed him to recover some of his vitality.

Subsequently, he raised his hands, palms in a sky-supporting posture, eyes fixed tightly on the inscription in front, and read out the content on it loudly.

After reading it a total of forty-nine times, the inscription finally underwent a change.

The original blood color gradually emitted bursts of purple Qi, and then it transformed into a golden light.

Lu Ya looked at the scene before him excitedly and laughed: "Haha! I succeeded! I succeeded!"

The joy of this moment was something Lu Ya had exchanged for long, arduous waiting, so he could hardly suppress his emotions.

Immediately, he kowtowed and thanked the Heavenly Dao repeatedly.

The next second, the stone tablet collapsed with a roar, and a strange void instantly appeared beneath the ruins, bottomless and very dark.

But Lu Ya could clearly feel that an incredibly rich demonic aura was gestating below.

Just by taking a sniff, Lu Ya could feel that his cultivation base had improved slightly.

"Wonderful! This is innate demonic aura!"

And just at this moment, a figure also appeared behind Lu Ya.

It was none other than Houtu, who had reached an agreement with Lu Ya.

At this time, Houtu had already reached a height that Lu Ya could not fathom at all, so Lu Ya did not dare to act presumptuously.

He bowed very respectfully.

"Greetings, Lady Houtu."

Houtu nodded slightly, which could be considered giving Lu Ya some face.

Subsequently, she lightly swiped her right hand across her left hand, and blood flowed out, which Houtu condensed into a water droplet state.

It dripped directly into the void that had already formed.

In an instant, golden light overflowed, and the vast Wu-Demon battlefield was now covered with a layer of golden radiance.

The demonic aura gradually stabilized, while the aura of the Wu Clan began to surge wildly.

After the two forces reached a certain balance, the void produced a vortex-like distortion.

Like a Taiji, it attempted to fuse the two different auras together.

"It's coming."

Houtu said softly.

Suddenly, a surging pillar of light broke through the barrier and went straight up to the Thirty-Three Heavens!

At this very moment, whether in the Heavenly Court or any corner of the Primordial World, one could clearly see the brilliance of this pillar of light.

Above the firmament, a huge vortex like a space-time tunnel was pierced through.

The sky turned dark, and the wind and clouds surged.

This movement caused panic among countless living beings.

East Victory Continent, Mount Huaguo.

"What on earth happened!"

After Sun Wukong felt the movement, he immediately took a few people to the top of the mountain.

Staring at the pillar of light in the distance that reached the sky, his eyes were immediately very fiery.

He could clearly feel that this pillar of light was filled with rich demonic aura, even more powerful than anything he had seen so far.

"That is where the Wu-Demon battlefield is located."

"Could it be that the revival has begun?"

Ksitigarbha saw the source of the pillar of light at a glance, and his brows instantly furrowed.

Nowadays, in the vast Primordial World, the strongest ones are all absent; it is unknown whether the revival of the Wu and Demon clans is good or bad.

Just at this time, it is likely that some chaotic situations will arise.

And just at this moment, a figure wearing a black robe appeared behind them.

A hoarse voice came from his mouth.

"Ksitigarbha, our opportunity has come."

"The Demon Clan will definitely launch an offensive against the Heavenly Court; in the chaos, the chance for you and me to join forces is even greater."

The few of them had already seen the black-robed figure once and knew that he was the reincarnation left behind by Rahu, the Demon Luo Wutian.

It is just that Wutian has not yet reached his most powerful state, and his strength is only at the peak of Quasi-Saint.

Ksitigarbha looked at Wutian and asked: "What do you intend to do? What benefits can we get?"

"The revival of Demon Emperors of this level is probably not so easy to utilize."

Regarding Ksitigarbha’s thoughts, Wutian seemed to have already guessed them.

Subsequently, he pointed to the West and said with a half-smile: "They will go to attack the Heavenly Realm, and I can enter the West; by then, you and I will rule the West together, and I have my own ways to deal with those two Sages."

Hearing Wutian so confident, Sun Wukong was somewhat skeptical.

"Are you so sure that your plan can be foolproof?"

"Don't forget, this Great Sage also wants to unify the Demon Realm, even if those Demon Emperors are reborn, I have no fear!"

"By then, if we fight, I won't care about you!"

……

"Hahaha!"

Wutian looked up and laughed upon hearing this.

He turned to look at Sun Wukong and said: "I admire you, but you don't have that qualification yet."

"A mere Da Luo, don't harbor delusions about the Demon Realm; why not come and be my left protector."

"When my wings are full, how about I suppress the Demon Realm for you?"

Sun Wukong also shook his head and smiled, not agreeing with Wutian’s statement.

He wanted to take his own world, not a world given by others.

The conversation between the two was not very pleasant.

However, Wutian did not care; at this moment, he only wanted to cooperate with Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha also saw his intention, so he asked: "What do you want me to do?".