Chapter 357

If the opponent had further unleashed that terrifying Changhe, augmenting the power of his future self.

That would have instantly reduced all of these demon clans to ashes.

Wanted to be here.

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the others naturally wished to slip away quietly.

As for the grudge against the ancient demon god Jiuying, it was simply dropped.

Luo Fu's earlier display had completely dissuaded Emperor Jun and the others from that notion.

It could be said that as Luo Fu continuously crossed Tribulation, the demon clans' original plan to deal with Luo Fu kept changing.

Originally, Emperor Jun intended to forcefully suppress Luo Fu, even possibly killing him, to proclaim the demon clans' dominance.

Of course, Emperor Jun still needed to observe Saint Tongtian Jiaozhu's reaction.

Emperor Jun would more likely adapt according to how the situation evolved.

But watching Luo Fu cross Tribulation, toward Quasi-Saint layer, Emperor Jun's plan had subtly shifted.

He might only need Luo Fu to pay a price—some compensation for the death of the demon god Jiuying might suffice.

When Luo Fu retracted his past and future selves to confront the Heavenly Dao's judgment.

Emperor Jun and the others had nearly abandoned any desire to oppose Luo Fu.

Luo Fu, confronting the Heavenly Dao's judgment, had unleashed Hunyuan Da Luo power.

Not to mention afterward, when Luo Fu transformed into Pangu and directly blasted back the terrifying entity within the time Changhe.

Now, seeing the Twelve Ancestral Wushu bow in reverence, calling him Father God.

Under these circumstances.

Not to mention Emperor Jun—even Donghuang Taiyi understood that seeking revenge for the demon god Jiuying was impossible.

Not to mention Luo Fu's side.

Seeing the Ancestral Wushu treat Luo Fu with such reverence, if they were to strike at Luo Fu, these Ancestral Wushu would have already acted.

Not to mention that, compared to the Ancestral Wushu, Luo Fu's human faction seemed even more dangerous.

Precisely because of this, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the others prepared to slip away quietly, avoiding drawing Luo Fu's attention.

But fate was not as smooth as Emperor Jun had imagined.

A faint voice echoed beside Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the others.

"Ye Tiandi, Emperor Jun, since you've come, why leave so soon?"

There stood Luo Fu before Emperor Jun and the others, with the Twelve Ancestral Wushu standing silently behind him.

Luo Fu paid it no mind.

Since the Twelve Ancestral Wushu wished to act thus, let them—after all, it made no difference to Luo Fu now.

Only.

This scene, for Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, the demon master Kunpeng, and other demon clan elders, carried immense pressure.

This was not only due to Luo Fu's display during Tribulation Crossing, but also the pressure from the Twelve Ancestral Wushu's collective arrival.

Neither scenario, in any case, could be opposed by them at present.

Not to mention that now both factors were combined.

That made it even more so.

"Human Luo Fu," Emperor Jun drew a deep breath and said gravely, "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Luo Fu's eyes glowed with strange light. "Emperor Jun, it's not what I want to do—it's what you want to do. You brought so many demon clan elders here during my Tribulation Crossing. You don't seriously expect me to believe you came to celebrate, do you?"

"I don't think I'm that esteemed," Luo Fu said softly. "Perhaps you came for the demon god Jiuying I killed."

"Human Luo Fu, don't push too far," Donghuang Taiyi growled, his face darkening.

A mere human—once, in the eyes of these demon clan elders, nothing but an ant, easily exterminated.

Yet now, this very ant dared to shout at them face to face.

This filled Donghuang Taiyi with humiliation.

Precisely because of this, Donghuang Taiyi could not help but speak those words upon seeing Luo Fu now.

"Push too far?" Luo Fu's gaze was cold. "What, you didn't come for the demon god Jiuying? Surely you originally intended to kill me."

"Friend Luo Fu," Emperor Jun raised a hand to halt the furious Donghuang Taiyi, speaking gravely. "I can put the matter of the demon god Jiuying to rest. And I believe you, friend, do not wish to make enemies of our demon clan."

The demon clan was one of the current masters of Honghuang Heaven.

Even the Heavenly Dao Saints granted the demon clan some respect.

"Make enemies of the demon clan?" Luo Fu's eyes narrowed. "Friend Emperor Jun, are you threatening me?"

As a clever man, Luo Fu naturally understood Emperor Jun's words carried a threat.

For ordinary beings,

Even a Saint's disciple would have yielded to Emperor Jun's words.

After all, even a Saint's disciple could not stand against the entire demon clan.

And given Emperor Jun's prior condition—that the matter of the demon god Jiuying would be dropped—

For most beings in Honghuang, this was a favorable choice.

But for Luo Fu, he had no intention of accepting this condition.

So what if he became an enemy of the demon clan?

Not only was Luo Fu no longer afraid of the demon clan, but over time, the gap between their strength and his would only widen.

Why should Luo Fu compromise?

Moreover, to Luo Fu, Emperor Jun and these demon clan elders were excellent nourishment.

Nourishment to enhance the lifeforms within the Myriad Spirits Suppressing the Realm.

"Threat?" Ye Tiandi shook his head. "Luo Fu, I am not threatening you—I'm merely stating a fact. Opposing the demon clans brings you no benefit."

"True enough." Luo Fu smiled faintly. "Opposing the demon clans does me no good. Ye Tiandi, if you agree to one condition, I'll let bygones be bygones—your demon clans' plot to kill me, and the demon god Jiuying's attempt to seize the treasure I hold."

Just now, Ye Tiandi said Luo Fu's killing of Jiuying could be forgiven.

Now Luo Fu was exposing the demon clans' targeting of him—this turned the accusation squarely onto the demon clans.

Not onto himself.

Naturally, Ye Tiandi and Dong Huang Taiyi understood that Jiuying's earlier actions had indeed been as Luo Fu described.

But for Ye Tiandi at that time, as the Demon Clan's Heavenly Emperor, he had to uphold the demon clans' dignity.

To them,

everything the demon clans did was justified—even if it wasn't, they used their strength to show the Honghuang beings what justice was.

This time, although Jiuying was initially in the wrong,

to the demon clans, since Luo Fu killed Jiuying, the fault lay with Luo Fu—not with them.

According to the demon clans' logic, their plundering and targeting of other beings was perfectly acceptable.

But if other beings retaliated—even through self-destruction—it was always the other side's fault.

This was the demon clans' arrogant worldview.

That was precisely why Ye Tiandi had spoken those words just now.

Now, Luo Fu was revealing the truth—and demanding a price from the demon clans.

"Luo Fu, speak," Ye Tiandi frowned slightly, yet nodded in reply.

Perhaps Luo Fu's earlier words had been brazen.

But the demon clans were currently at a disadvantage; it was unwise to break ties here with Luo Fu—or even the Ancestral Wushen. So Ye Tiandi suppressed his fury.

Luo Fu, a mere insect, had ignited a fire of rage within Ye Tiandi with those words.

But as Heavenly Emperor, he understood that now it wasn't just himself—he had the entire demon clan, and even his own kin, to consider.

If he perished here, the situation would turn disastrous.

"Ye Tiandi," Luo Fu said slowly, "among all the demon clan elites here, hand over a portion of your essence blood."

Essence blood.

It was the most vital part of a being's true blood.

For the strong, losing ordinary blood had little impact.

But damage to essence blood—if extensive—harmed the primordial source.

Restoring damaged essence blood required considerable time and rare celestial treasures.

When Pangu transformed into all things, his blood gave rise to countless beings—but only his essence blood ultimately took form as the present Ancestral Wushen.

This was the true distinction between ordinary blood and essence blood.