Chapter 155

Spirits from the West gathered.

But countless spirits, upon reaching a distance of ten thousand li from Mount Sumeru, gradually halted.

It was not that they were unwilling to continue approaching.

But now Mount Sumeru had heavenly light pouring down from the sky, stars revolving, and an immense, mighty pressure.

Unless one possessed great cultivation, great fortune, and great blessings, it was impossible to approach where Mount Sumeru stood.

However, this sight was already magnificent enough.

Yet, compared to the prosperous and magnificent scene in the West.

At this moment, on the other side, beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, there was a hint of gloom hanging over.

"Damn it, why would Chen Ku, red cloud, suddenly interfere in the affairs of Xihe Changxi and the others?"

In the Demon Court, Di Jun sat upon the Demon Emperor's throne, shouting angrily.

Originally, in the previous great battle, the Demon Race won, taking the foundations of Xiating, causing Di Jun and Taiyi and the others to be overjoyed.

However, just when the Demon Race thought they had won a complete victory, the Wu Clan suddenly attacked, catching them off guard.

After a surprise attack, the Wu Clan's battle power was overwhelmingly superior, causing the Demon Race to suffer astonishing losses, even exceeding those from the war with Xiating.

In the end, the Demon Race essentially gained no advantage, but instead suffered a loss.

Moreover, that was not all!

Just earlier, Di Jun clearly sensed that Xihe Changxi had suddenly vanished from Taiyin Xing, following Chen Ku to the West.

This made Di Jun furiously angry, his face darkening.

Hearing Di Jun's angry shout, Taiyi beside him also had a cold, sharp gaze.

"Xihe Changxi is related to my elder brother's heavenly marriage; it cannot be lost."

"Hmph, Yue Lao and the others are truly useless; even joining forces, they still cannot match Chen Ku's power."

Obviously, regarding the heavenly marriage, Di Jun and Taiyi were also aware of it.

In fact, Yue Lao had specially come to the Demon Court to inform Di Jun and Taiyi of this matter.

They further gave Yue Lao and the others many resources, and promised that after achieving the heavenly marriage, Yue Lao and the others would share the merit, etc.

Of course, how much of that was real and how much false was known only to Di Jun and Taiyi.

But the two never expected that, with the heavenly marriage not yet fulfilled, Chen Ku would suddenly appear midway.

Not only did he expose Yue Lao and the others' conspiracy, but he also abducted Xihe Changxi straight to the West?!

This... really came out of nowhere.

"Hmph, that brat Chen Ku is practically asking for death!"

"The heavenly marriage must not be lost; it concerns this emperor's severing of the three corpses."

"Moreover, Taiyin Xing is one of the primordial universe's main stars; it must not fall into the West's hands."

Di Jun muttered to himself with a face as still as water.

He had long planned it well; as long as he achieves Heavenly Marriage, relying on its merit, he can in one fell swoop sever his final self-corpse—no problem.

Moreover, Di Jun Taiyi already controls the Sun Star; if he could also obtain Taiyin Xing, the two major stars would complement each other, and the Demon Race's power would surge again.

But at this moment, all of this has been thoroughly thrown into chaos because Chen Ku meddled.

Di Jun was furious, his anger growing the more he thought.

That brat Chen Ku—how does he show up everywhere?

More importantly, whenever this brat acts, he always stirs up big trouble, striking right at Di Jun's most painful spot.

After a long while, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

Bang!

He slammed his palm hard onto the nearby throne.

"No!"

"We absolutely cannot let Xihe and Changxi remain in the West."

"This emperor will surely take them back."

Di Jun said in a cold, deep voice.

As long as he can achieve his goal, he doesn't care what means he uses.

Moreover, no matter how extraordinary Xihe and Changxi are, how could they possibly withstand the immense might of the Demon Race?

Once we seize them back, there's no fear that the two women won't submit!

"Good!"

"I share the same view."

"Hmph, what does it matter if they are disciples of a sage?"

"Even if Jieyin and Zhunti protect that brat Chen Ku, it won't work!"

Taiyi's fighting spirit was fierce, his robes fluttering, his aura imposing.

The death of Dong Wanggong, the so-called 'Leader of Male Immortals,' made Taiyi's aura even greater.

Moreover, from beginning to end, the Grand Dao Ancestor Hongjun never manifested, which only made Taiyi act more recklessly.

Therefore, although he clearly knows that Jieyin and Zhunti are disciples of Grand Dao Ancestor Hongjun, he still dares to provoke them.

The title of Demon Race War God is truly well-deserved!

Exchanging a glance, Di Jun Taiyi said no more, their expressions suddenly firm.

"Ten Great Demon Saints, muster our Demon Race's elite troops once again!"

"This time, we swear to go to Mount Sumeru and compel Jieyin, Zhunti and the others to hand over the two Taiyin goddesses."

At his command, the Demon Court immediately erupted in motion.

Streams of Demon Race figures gathered, once again revealing an indescribable killing intent.

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, aura surged, shaking the universe.

Elsewhere, within the Wuliang Sihai.

Boundless huge waves overturned, surging billows rolled on, momentum overwhelming the heavens.

One after another, mighty ones of the Water Clan carried overwhelming water dragon vortices, leaping forth from the Four Seas, heading west.

They were not the Dragon Clan, but powerful water clansmen also within the Wuliang Sihai.

After the Dragon Clan waned and the Demon Race rose, they flocked to take refuge under the Demon Court's banner.

Thus, those mighty ones were precisely acting under Di Jun's orders.

In the Four Seas, the Torch Dragon's massive form lay across, vast and boundless, its aura terrifying.

At one moment, he also sensed the stirrings within the Wuliang Sihai.

"Heh... those Demon Race folk, are they up to mischief again?"

With a snicker, the Torch Dragon seemed unconcerned.

As long as it wasn't provoking the Dragon Clan, the Torch Dragon didn't take the Demon Court's actions to heart.

But after glancing briefly at the direction countless Demon Race beings were heading, the Torch Dragon's expression grew more intrigued.

"This time, are Di Jun, Taiyi, and the others heading west?!"

"Then, how lively......"

The Torch Dragon still had the air of a spectator.

Although he had obtained the Dragon Clan's heirloom treasure, the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, from Chen Ku's hands.

But the price was that countless aberrant dragons, led by the Black Dragon, were all taken away by Chen Ku.

In the Torch Dragon's view, neither side owed the other anything.

Thus, the Torch Dragon naturally would not aid the West.

Afterwards, he again slightly closed his eyes, adopting an aloof, uninvolved posture.

Meanwhile, in the outside world.

Heaven and earth were already in an uproar, all beings clamoring, unable to calm.

"Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, battle intent surges again?!"

"Heavens, what are those Demon Race up to again?"

"This... the Demon Race's target seems not to be the Wu Clan either."

"Strange, strange... which mighty one has provoked the Demon Race again?"

"This realm truly is becoming ever more unsettled."

Countless mighty titans glanced sideways, also sensing the Demon Race's oddity, inevitably engaging in varied discussion.

They clearly saw the Demon Race mobilizing in vast numbers, yet the target was not the direction of Mount Buzhou.

That is to say, what they intend to deal with is not the Wu Clan lineage.

Bewildered!

Puzzled!

All beings were at a loss, holding their breath in anticipation.

However, most beings merely had the mindset of watching a spectacle.

The West, Mount Sumeru!

Chen Ku and the others' discussion of the Dao had already begun then.