Chapter 437

The experience of the Great Luo Disaster had convinced the Zu Wu that whatever Luo Fu chose to do, it was possible.

The Heavenly Court.

Di Jun was cultivating within his own palace.

Since being wounded by the terrifying monster in the Supreme Changhe, Di Jun had begun a long road to recovery.

At that time, lacking the protection of the Chaos Bell, he and many Yao Gods had suffered severe power injuries.

Such injuries could not be healed by ordinary celestial treasures or divine herbs.

And those extremely precious celestial treasures and divine herbs—even as the sovereigns of the Primordial World—they could not obtain.

Yet the injuries suffered by Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi, both top-tier Pre-Saints, were not as severe.

Hundreds of years had passed.

Enough time for them to recover nearly fully.

"Hmm…" Di Jun suddenly opened his eyes mid-cultivation, as a qi that made his blood tremble rose from somewhere in the Primordial World.

You should know that as a three-legged Jin Wu, Dijun's bloodline, when placed upon the primordial lands, would rank among the very finest.

Although the Ancestral Witches' bloodlines were formidable, it was impossible for them to evoke in him this kind of trembling sensation from a bloodline.

"The bloodline power of the great god Pangu?" Dijun murmured to himself, "And that direction is the Dark Blood Sea, where Ancestor Minghe resides."

As for that Ancestor Minghe within the bloodline, Dijun naturally knew of him as well.

Whether during the past era of attending the lectures at Zixiao Palace or afterward, Ancestor Minghe could be considered an outstanding figure among the many Quasi-Saints.

Of course, as the leader of the demon race, Dijun would not fear Ancestor Minghe.

Not to mention that his own strength was in no way inferior to Ancestor Minghe's, he also had an entire demon race under his command.

Mobilizing the full might of the demon race to suppress Ancestor Minghe would be an utterly effortless matter.

However, Ancestor Minghe had always been holed up within the Blood Sea, and on top of that, the Blood Sea held not the slightest value.

This meant the demon race would not cast their gaze toward the Blood Sea.

Even if they obtained the Blood Sea, so what?

For their demon race, it would offer no assistance whatsoever, and would instead drain the demon race's strength.

Killing a Quasi-Saint level powerhouse was no easy feat.

Moreover, one could not simply strike at a Quasi-Saint out of nowhere—there had to be a proper justification.

Otherwise, if all the Quasi-Saints of the primordial world joined forces against them, that would not be a good thing for the demon race either.

Therefore, without cause and without enmity, the demon race could not casually slay those top-tier powerhouses.

But as for Ancestor Minghe, this Quasi-Saint, Dijun naturally knew him well.

Ancestor Minghe could not possibly possess such terrifying bloodline power, and neither could it be the power of the Blood Sea itself.

"Rumble…"

A familiar aura shot forth from afar; with a wave of his hand, Dijun summoned a streak of golden light that appeared across the heavens and earth.

Immediately after, a domineering youth clad in ceremonial robes embroidered with the Jin Wu motif slowly emerged from within the golden radiance.

That was none other than Dijun's younger brother, Donghuang Taiyi.

Possessing the Chaos Bell, Donghuang Taiyi's strength in certain respects actually surpassed Dijun's by a few degrees.

Yet even so, Donghuang Taiyi held great respect for his elder brother.

This was not only because, ever since they had taken form, his brother had always protected him.

Even in merely ruling the demon race and handling its affairs, it was clearly his brother who managed things more splendidly.

Therefore, regarding his elder brother, Donghuang Taiyi was genuinely convinced of his superiority.

"Brother, did you sense it? The bloodline power of the great god Pangu." Donghuang Taiyi said with a solemn gaze.

Nowadays, more and more matters across this primordial land have exceeded their expectations.

For the demon race, which sought to rule the primordial lands, this was hardly a good sign.

Although Donghuang Taiyi had taken form from one of Pangu's eyes, and he did indeed hold Pangu in reverence,

the kind of reverence the Ancestral Witches held was something he could never share.

Donghuang Taiyi had no desire for another powerhouse to appear above him and his brother, commanding them both.

Therefore, regarding Pangu's revival, they could only feel a headache coming on.

"That's right, it's coming from within the Dark Blood Sea," Dijun nodded, "and within that person's bloodline power, there is also a familiar force."

Saying this, Dijun's expression turned unsightly.

Indeed, Dijun had also sensed that familiar fluctuation of power within that bloodline force.

"It's Luofu." Donghuang Taiyi's expression likewise darkened.

"Yes." Dijun nodded.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, the facts were simply so.

Dijun would not deny it either.

What is, is; what isn't, isn't.

"Brother, could Luofu truly be the reincarnation of the great god Pangu?" Donghuang Taiyi could not help but ask.

Back then, when the Ancestral Witches believed Luofu to be the Father God's reincarnation, the demon race had seen it all with their own eyes.

"The reincarnation of the great god Pangu." Dijun's eyes flickered, "Taiyi, we both know that Pangu's body transformed into this very land and that he long since perished—how could he possibly revive? That is merely some trick of that human named Luofu."

Although Dijun harbored some doubts within his heart,

he could not reveal this to Donghuang Taiyi.

Doing so would rob his younger brother of the confidence needed to face Luofu.

"Exactly." Donghuang Taiyi nodded, "This is merely a trick of the human Luofu. Although the human Luofu currently displays formidable strength, we also possess the Zhou Tian Star Dou Grand Formation, and we are in no way inferior to Luofu."

"That's right," Di Jun said.

"By the way, elder brother, do you know what that human Luo Fu truly intends to do?" Dong Huang Taiyi asked, puzzled.

To display such astonishing bloodline power, that human Luo Fu cannot merely be showing off his bloodline.

"We wait, and we'll find out," Di Jun said gravely.

What will Luo Fu do?

Even Di Jun, a Peerless Saint, could not divine even a hint.

Mount Kunlun.

After Luo Fu emitted that terrifying bloodline aura, Saint Tongtian, Laozi, and Master Yuanshi once again gathered together.

"That is Luo Fu—Luo Fu has displayed such astonishing Pangu Great God bloodline power, something even the Ancestral Wushu cannot achieve," Master Yuanshi exclaimed.

"That's correct," Tongtian's eyes gleamed. "Luo Fu used a special array to manifest this power, but what Luo Fu intends to do now..."

Here, Tongtian Jiaozhu hesitated, his eyes even carrying a hint of concern.

At this moment, as Luo Fu planned to open the Six Realms of Reincarnation, Tongtian, as a Heaven Dao Saint, already knew what Luo Fu intended.

But opening the Six Realms of Reincarnation is no easy matter.

Originally, this should have been the task of the Ancestral Wushu Sister Houtu.

Yet if Luo Fu interferes, he may face Heaven Dao's backlash.

"Tongtian..." Laozi said slowly, "We must trust Luo Fu. He has reached this point not through us Saints, but entirely by his own efforts."

"That's right," Master Yuanshi smiled cheerfully. "Younger brother, Luo Fu, our disciple's disciple, surely has his own plan."

"Indeed," Tongtian Jiaozhu sighed. "I never imagined that my former disciple could grow so powerful in such a short time."

In the West, Mount Sumeru.

Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin, the Two Western Saints, also felt the bloodline power Luo Fu had released.

This left their expressions grave and astonished.

"Pangu Great God's bloodline—and surpassing even the Ancestral Wushu," Zhunti whispered. "His aura subtly reaches the layer of Great Luo, though still slightly inferior. Yet remember, Luo Fu himself is only at the Great Luo Realm."

"That's correct," Jieyin nodded. "Only Luo Fu could accomplish such an astonishing feat. Too bad he is not our disciple—if he were, the Western Teachings would surely flourish."

"Ah..." Zhunti also sighed. "Elder brother, what Luo Fu, the human, is doing now defies Heaven. Let him survive this calamity first. If he perishes in this fate, no matter how gifted he is, it will all be past."

"If the other succeeds in the future."

"Elder brother, perhaps we should consider inviting Luo Fu to join the Western Teachings."

Indeed, Zhunti now harbored the thought of drawing the Jie Sect's direct disciple into the Western Teachings.

To put it plainly.

These Two Western Saints would indeed do so in the future.

Daoist Duobao joined Buddhism and became the famed Buddha.