Chapter 2435

The appearance of the Slaughter-Witch Sword relies entirely on the Guiche's machinations.

Yingzhao originally opposed it, but in the end had no choice but to join, otherwise he could not survive among the demonic clans, and the Era's Demon Sage would not let him live.

But the raw materials needed to forge the Slaughter-Witch Sword were not easy to find—they required vast numbers of humans.

Nüwa and Fuxi had never liked it; this time, it had crossed their bottom line.

"My lord, I sense that Nüwa and Fuxi are dissatisfied with our demonic clan's decisions. Why not summon them and ask them directly, and also inquire about the humans?"

Feidan, standing beside Donghuang Taiyi, spoke.

Jimeng also nodded. Nüwa had become too arrogant; even though she had attained sainthood, she was merely one Saint—how could she possibly compare to our Lord Donghuang?

Di Jun held no such thoughts.

He merely wished to vent his long-suppressed rage—he had waited too long for this, and Donghuang Taiyi had no way to help him release it.

Perhaps Nüwa could?

Nüwa is a Saint!

Di Jun said: "Summon her at once, and send someone to take some primordial peaches from Nüwa Palace—say the Lord of Demons requires them."

"Yes."

Feilian and Jimeng hurried off; he felt something was off about the demonic court, but he couldn't pinpoint what, so he felt helpless.

Clearly, this was not an issue they hadn't thought of—it was that they didn't even know if they could resolve it, and they hadn't truly considered much at all.

For instance, in the demonic clan before, they had known the reasons; but this time, they did not.

The demonic clan had been exploited due to certain problems.

Shangyang truly felt something was amiss.

"What's going on? I feel the atmosphere of the demonic court has changed—and why are there so many demons here at the Execution Platform!" Shangyang questioned.

"Don't ask," Feidan said. "This time, they've truly enraged the Lord of Demons—he will not let these people go unpunished."

No matter what they planned to do, everything that needed to be said had been said, and they were already prepared.

Thinking of this, Shangyang decided he should go see the outermost thirty-three heavens.

Perhaps he could speak with Taishang Laojun; though he had little connection to the Phoenix Clan, now the Phoenix Clan could still be mobilized.

Even a slight connection would let him approach Taishang Laojun, for their relationship was still sufficient.

Taishang Laojun was not someone anyone could meet, nor did he meet just anyone.

In Bilo Palace.

Lingbao Tianzun had been seated in meditation, occasionally listening to outside news; the reports hovered above him, swirling.

The Daode Tianzun beside him simply dispersed them.

"Most of these reports concern Luo Fu. Luo Fu's name spreads widely throughout the Honghuang—we don't need to watch or listen to so much."

"Indeed, but we must still prepare for the tasks we must undertake."

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed helplessly. "Nanji Xianweng will arrive soon. I have divined that he faces a calamity—I wonder if they can avoid it."

"Who dares ambush Nanji Xianweng?"

"Didn't they already depart? By now, shouldn't they be nearing the outermost thirty-three heavens?"