Crow in the West, starting to evolve from the plundering entry

Chapter 300 Lord of the Underworld
There's a saying that goes something like that.

There are no eternal enemies, nor eternal friends.

The reason why the Lich and Demon races fought was because they were vying for dominance over the world.

There's also the competition for resources, land, and other things.

There is no right or wrong in this.

It was originally for the survival and continuation of the race.

At least, Yu Qiye could understand.

In the language of the Wu tribe, it would be something like this: "If you want to fight, then fight. Let's see who has the bigger fist. If I'm not as skilled, I'll admit defeat."
But what if, at this time, someone tells the Witch Clan that there was a mastermind behind the Witch-Demon War?

They were plotting against the Lich and Demon races behind the scenes.

It was because of them that eleven of the twelve Ancestral Witches died in battle, and both Demon Emperors perished. Given the nature of the Witch Clan, they probably wouldn't sit still.

They might even roll up their sleeves and get to work.

"Common enemy"

Suddenly, Bai Ze's eyes flashed, and he looked at Yu Qiye with a look of astonishment.

He seems to know something?
But he hesitated to speak.

But in the next moment, he finally made up his mind and asked:

"Young Emperor, could it be that you also knew?"

"also?"

Yu Qiye noticed the key point.

"I'm just guessing, I'm not sure."

Bai Ze sighed, then added:

"The Lich War was too sudden and too terrifying. Upon reflection, it is quite intriguing."

"Indeed, it's intriguing."

Yu Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly.

He only learned of this secret because of the Chaos Bell.

As for Bai Ze, it seems he was only speculating.

However, upon reflection, it's understandable.

This is Bai Ze.

A wise man of the demon race.

It is an existence that has lived from ancient times to the present.

It's normal that he vaguely sensed something.

However, he dared not investigate further.

There is no need to investigate further.

Does it matter what caused the Lich War?

The most important thing is that the demon race began its decline from this point onward.

But now, listening to the young emperor's words, Bai Ze's long-buried suspicions have resurfaced.

"Could it be that the Lich War was really orchestrated by someone behind the scenes?"

Thinking of this, Bai Ze also asked:
"Young Emperor, do you perhaps know something?"

"Ah."

With a slight nod, Yu Qiye also waved his right hand.

A thin curtain of light flickered, completely enveloping the two of them.

"You should know that I have received the inheritance of Donghuang Taiyi."

"I know a little."

Bai Ze nodded slightly.

"In the process of passing on the knowledge, I not only gained supernatural powers and techniques, but also learned some secrets."

As he spoke, Yu Qiye briefly recounted the behind-the-scenes schemes of the two Buddhist saints.

If it weren't for the two Buddhist saints causing trouble behind the scenes, how could the little golden crows on the Fusang Divine Tree have spread their wings and patrolled the sky?

If it weren't for the machinations of the two Buddhist saints behind the scenes, the Sun-Shooting Divine Skill, which had been kept in the Chaos Temple of the Witch Clan for many years, wouldn't have ended up in Hou Yi's hands by such a coincidence.
Listening quietly, Bai Ze's expression changed repeatedly.

He couldn't believe it.

His face showed even greater horror.

"So, the source of everything is..."

Bai Ze looked westward.

How is that possible?

He was not afraid because he was a Buddhist.

But judging from the young emperor's statement, it seems to involve sages.

What is a sage?

High above, looking down upon eternity.

Even the most powerful immortals are like ants before a sage.

Such beings are not to be trifled with by their fallen demon race.

"Young Emperor, it's better not to know at all."

Bai Ze smiled bitterly, his face revealing an indescribable bitterness.

He is not afraid of death.

But what he has been striving for all this time is the survival of the demon race.

In this world, there are few who can truly annihilate the demon race.

But a sage is definitely one of them. If one angers a sage, the consequences would likely be...
"do not worry."

Suddenly, Yu Qiye's lips curled up slightly.

"Sages may be formidable, but they have long since merged with heaven and earth, and their every action represents heaven and earth."

"They may not be as free as you imagine."

Hearing this, Bai Ze was also taken aback.

There's no freedom of imagination, is there?
That seems to be true.

But at that moment, Bai Ze also spoke up and asked:
"Young Emperor, what you say is ultimately only one side of the story. Do you think the Witch Clan will believe it?"

Bai Ze knew very well that if this matter were true...

Given the shrewish temper of the Wu tribe, they would definitely roll up their sleeves and get to work.

But the Wu tribe isn't stupid.

How could anyone allow someone to use them as a gun?
The key to all this is whether the witch clan will actually believe what they say.

"This"

A thoughtful expression appeared on Yu Qiye's face as he paused, lost in thought.

That's true.
How can we gain the trust of the shamanic tribe?

Is it possible?
"Let me think about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Qiye disappeared from the main hall.

Witch clan.

An extremely ancient and powerful race.

Previously, Yu Qiye had plundered entries.

This only created enmity.

They wanted to gain the trust of the witch clan.

Not easy.

but
With a flicker of his eyes, Yu Qiye, sitting high atop Mount Tianqing, thought of someone.

Perhaps, he doesn't need to gain the trust of the witch clan.

You only need to gain the trust of one person.

And that person.
Yu Qiye gazed at the vast land.

There,

There is a figure who rules over the cycle of all things.

That person is not a saint.

He is even better than a saint.

It was because of her existence that the witch clan was able to continue.

And that is the legendary Houtu.

He can also be called the true 'Lord of the Nine Netherworlds' or 'Lord of Reincarnation'.

Although she cannot leave the Nine Netherworlds, the Underworld

But her existence is beyond doubt.

"If we gain her trust, the entire witch clan will have a good chance of joining forces with our demon clan."

Thinking of this, Yu Qiye suddenly looked at the back of his hand.

There, the mark of the Chaos Bell flickered faintly.

"Are you looking for me?"

A faint voice echoed in the void.

In the distance, a slender white figure could be seen emerging from the void.

There are traces of time and space between her brows.

Her entire figure was hazy and beautiful, as if it were hidden in a white mist.

Even more astonishing was the countless lights and scenes surrounding her.

In that scene, it seemed as if countless gods and demons were bowing and worshipping.

"correct."

With a slight nod, Yu Qiye also looked at the true spirit of the Chaos Bell and asked:
What do you think of that saint in the underworld?

Yu Qiye dared not call him by his name directly.

In such a world, calling someone by their name can easily evoke a connection.

If that sage were to discover this beforehand, things would be very bad.

That one?

A look of reminiscence appeared on the face of the Chaos Bell True Spirit.

"He is a person with great love, and a good person."

With just a simple sentence, the Chaos Bell True Spirit gave it a very high evaluation.

In a world where demons eat humans and humans cultivate demons, good people are extremely rare.

Not to mention, that person's cultivation was extraordinary, shocking people throughout history.

"I suppose she's one of the few saints who isn't interested in you."

Yu Qiye grinned.

"Uh"

After a brief silence, the true spirit of the Chaos Bell understood Yu Qiye's meaning.

"However, I feel that she would really like to hang my true form next to her bed."

(End of this chapter)