Chapter 2513: Soul Gathering Powder!

Nüwa spoke these words from the depths of her heart, earnest and forceful; her voice echoed throughout the Demon Court, and Emperor Jun's entire face turned ashen.

Fuxi felt a chill of worry for Nüwa—after all, Emperor Jun was no man of broad mind; if she had said this before, it might have been acceptable, but now it was outright provocative.

"Oh? So it seems, Nüwa, you disapprove of my forging the Sacrificial Witch Sword?" Emperor Jun said with mockery.

"Precisely."

"Then what suggestion do you have, Nüwa? Aside from the Sacrificial Witch Sword, what else can slay the Twelve Ancestral Wushen? What can force the Twelve Ancestral Wushen into retreat? What can secure our demonic clan's dominance over Honghuang?"

"If you name even one thing, I will spare the human race and not forge the Sacrificial Witch Sword!"

Both Nüwa and Fuxi felt Emperor Jun was twisting logic, but they could only fall silent—for they, too, had no idea what could slay the Wushen.

The Wushen had truly grown much stronger.

Since Nüwa had attained sainthood, she had encountered many Great Luo Jinxian, yet she had never seen anyone as formidable as Luo Fu.

Luo Fu aiding the Wushen was truly their stroke of fortune; the Wushen had grown significantly stronger, as evident from the weapons of the Twelve Ancestral Wushen alone.

"You all say so?"

"Why not say it? Is there nothing?"

Emperor Jun slammed his fist on the table and leapt to his feet; even Donghuang Taiyi could not hold him back. Anyone could see something was wrong—his eyes glowed crimson, and behind him, the golden crow wings flickered faintly with golden-red light.

This golden-red light bore the signs of demonic deviation. Donghuang Taiyi immediately ordered Nüwa and Fuxi to withdraw.

"My apologies, Nüwa, Fuxi—please step down for now. We'll resume our discussion after the meal."

Nüwa glanced at Fuxi; Fuxi nodded. Together, they were escorted out by others, and the entire Demon Court was cleared.

Donghuang Taiyi seized Emperor Jun's arm. "Brother, what's wrong? Has something changed in your body?"

"I… I don't know!"

As Emperor Jun spoke, the golden-red crow wings behind him flickered again, faintly, as if shifting toward a deep crimson.

Once the crow wings turned scarlet, Emperor Jun would be utterly controlled—and fully consumed by demonic deviation.

"Brother, sit down!"

At this moment, no one—not even the gods—would be allowed in. Donghuang Taiyi must first heal Emperor Jun; nothing else mattered.

Emperor Jun still retained a sliver of reason. He knew Donghuang Taiyi meant to help him, so he obediently sat down, while within his mind, a battle raged between spirit and demon.

He had wondered how his golden crow wings could suddenly grow—now he understood there was a trick behind it.

To grow the golden crow wings, Emperor Jun had ingested one of the Ten Forbidden Medicines: Soul Gathering Powder.

Upon hearing "Soul Gathering Powder," Donghuang Taiyi's face turned deathly pale—if the Soul Gathering Powder could not be fully purged, its souls would seize Emperor Jun's body.

At that point, even a Great Luo Jinxian arriving would be unable to save him.

"Brother, you're mad!"

"Our demonic clan must rebuild step by step, slowly restoring our reputation. Why must you do this? Now is not the time for such talk—first, purge the Soul Gathering Powder!"

"Alright… I'll listen to you…"