txolops Chapter 85 Testing the Holy Heart
Chapter 85 Testing the Holy Heart
Just as Donghuang Taiyi finished speaking, at the very moment Xiangliu was about to annihilate the Golden Crow's corpse.
Suddenly, winds and clouds surged in the heavens.
Endless, lead-gray clouds gathered from nothingness, surging and piling up until they instantly obscured the light of day.
Deep within the clouds, purple lightning bolts darted and darted about wildly.
Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun both looked up abruptly, their expressions changing drastically.
The tribulation clouds had firmly locked onto all the vital energy in this world.
At this moment, if anyone dares to act recklessly and provoke the intervention of the Heavenly Dao, the world-destroying Purple Heaven Divine Lightning will surely crash down.
The lightning might not kill them instantly, but serious injury would be inevitable.
In particular, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, whose old wounds have not yet healed, would be adding insult to injury if they were struck by the Heavenly Lightning again, which could even shake the foundation of the demon race.
Circumstances dictate that even with their burning hatred, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi could only suppress their overwhelming killing intent.
The two brothers both flicked their sleeves fiercely, transforming into long rainbows and flying straight towards the Demon Court beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Dijiang and the other ancestral witches did not pursue them, but merely glanced at the rolling purple thunderclouds in the sky.
Immediately, they protected the seriously injured Hou Yi and retreated back to the ancestral temple of the Wu tribe.
At this moment, the Demon Court was already shrouded in grief and indignation.
Inside the Lingxiao Palace, countless demons gathered, yet all was silent.
All the demons knew of the tragedy that had befallen the lower realm, and unease and anger permeated the silence.
Chang Xi held Xi He tightly by her side, fearing that the grieving empress might lose her mind and charge straight towards the ancestral temple of the Wu tribe.
Xihe's face was ashen, and her aura fluctuated wildly.
The heavens were in complete chaos at this moment. She tried several times to deduce the children's whereabouts, but all she got was a blurry bloody mess.
Only after much persuasion from everyone did she reluctantly agree to stay.
Moments later, two dazzling rainbows pierced the sky and descended directly in front of the palace.
"My son!"
Xihe flashed forward and pounced on the little golden crow, its eyes vacant and lifeless.
The sight of her son's trembling body, still shaken, and his dull, lifeless wings, was like a knife twisting in her heart.
"Little Nine, where are your brothers? Where is your tenth brother?"
Xihe's voice trembled, carrying the last glimmer of hope.
Xiao Jiu seemed not to hear, but just trembled and curled up backward, burying her head deeply, not daring to look into her mother's eyes.
Seeing her beloved son in such a state, Xihe suddenly looked up, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi.
The two were speechless for a moment when faced with Xihe's gaze.
Di Jun's lips moved slightly, while Donghuang Taiyi turned his face away, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
They went there in person, but could only bring back one son; they couldn't even retrieve the bodies of the other children.
No further words were needed; with just one glance, Xihe understood everything.
The last glimmer of hope was extinguished in her eyes, turning into a pitch-black, icy pool.
An endless silence enveloped her, a silence more unsettling than any hysteria.
The next moment, a chilling voice echoed throughout the deathly silent Lingxiao Palace:
"The Witch... Clan, I... will fight you to the death!!!"
Today, the Demon Court's greatest enemy is the Witch Clan.
Only the Wu tribe could be so ruthless.
Even though the secrets of heaven are unpredictable and chaotic, Xihe still attributed all the causes and effects to the Wu tribe.
After a roar, Xihe's quasi-saintly magical power erupted.
Enraged, she rose up, determined to storm the ancestral temple of the witch clan and repay blood with blood.
"Xihe, no!"
Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's expressions changed simultaneously, and they attacked at the same time.
The Hetu and Luoshu blocked her path, and with a gentle shake of the Donghuang Bell, Xihe fainted.
Now is definitely not the time to start a full-scale war with the Witch Clan.
If Xihe is allowed to act, it will likely trigger the intervention of the Heavenly Dao in an instant, and the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder will descend.
Moreover, Donghuang Taiyi had recently found the key to restraining the physical bodies of the Wu tribe.
They only need to be patient for a while and make thorough preparations to eradicate the witch clan at minimal cost.
"Chang Xi, take your sister back and take good care of her. Remember, never let her attack the Witch Clan again."
Chang Xi nodded silently, took the unconscious Xi He, and disappeared into the depths of the Demon Court.
Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi exchanged a glance, suppressed the murderous intent surging in their eyes, turned around, and walked step by step toward the Lingxiao Palace.
Behind him, ten thousand demons followed silently, their heavy footsteps echoing on the jade steps.
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Inside the Lingxiao Palace, a heavy, suffocating sense of oppression permeated the air.
Having just experienced the pain of losing his son, Di Jun sat high on his throne with his eyes closed, his brows furrowed with an unyielding chill.
The demons and gods below held their breath and lowered their heads, none of them daring to utter a sound at this moment.
A deathly silence lasted for about fifteen minutes.
Di Jun slowly opened his eyes and scanned the area below.
"An artifact forged from the essence of human blood can destroy the true form of an Ancestral Witch. Do you have any explanation for this?"
Upon hearing this, a murmur of suppressed whispers immediately filled the hall.
A moment later, the demon saint Bai Ze stepped forward and bowed deeply:
"Your Majesty, using the essence and blood of humans to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword is indeed a feasible strategy."
But since humanity was ultimately created by the goddess Nuwa, we must ascertain her will before taking any action.
After saying that, he subtly glanced at Fuxi in front of him.
Di Jun understood immediately.
Fuxi was the elder brother of Nuwa, the sage. If we were to discuss who could fathom the thoughts of a sage, none could surpass him.
Fuxi appeared to be resting with his eyes closed, but in reality, he was silently deducing the secrets of heaven.
However, the calamity is shrouded in mystery, and even with his abilities, he cannot see the way forward.
"What does Xi Huang think? If a sword is forged using the essence and blood of the human race, will Nuwa interfere?"
Even Di Jun wasn't entirely confident.
Although the Demon Court possesses the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array, it is still no match for a sage.
Moreover, with the powerful Wu tribe nearby, if this matter displeases the sage, and he takes advantage of the situation to attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Fuxi slowly opened his eyes and said in a gentle voice:
"Your Majesty, my younger sister once said that she would protect the human race for 30,000 years."
Now that the 30,000-year period has passed, as long as one's actions are not excessive, I imagine Her Majesty will not interfere.
"However, Your Majesty still needs to consider the intentions of the Sage Taiqing. After all, the Sage Taiqing is the leader of the Human Religion, and he may not be able to sit idly by."
Upon hearing this, Di Jun's expression did not ease in the slightest; instead, it became even more solemn.
Although he received the answer that Nuwa would not interfere, the matter of the leader of the Human Sect, Taiqing Laozi, also came up.
As the saying goes, concern leads to confusion; in his previous grief and anger, he hadn't had time to think deeply about this matter.
Di Jun nodded slightly, and a very subtle fluctuation of magical power was transmitted to him.
Bai Ze understood perfectly. As a wise man among the demons, he knew that Di Jun needed someone to propose that plan.
"Your Majesty, in the past there were many instances of demons harming and eating people, but the Sage never punished or intervened."
It is evident that while the establishment of a sage's teachings and attainment of sainthood are causally related to humanity, they do not necessarily provide protection in every detail.
"Therefore, in my opinion, we might as well send a demon general to annihilate a human tribe first."
If the sage intervenes, he will push that demon general away; if the sage does not intervene, then we can act freely.
"Yes, Bai Ze, I'll leave this matter entirely to you. Be sure to proceed with caution."