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

Chapter 321 Golden Flame
Ask the Way!
Ask about the Great Luo Dao.

In the past, the divine elixir deep within Laozi's Eight Trigrams Furnace finally exerted its full power.

It connects with bloodlines and allows one to perceive the unseen.

It awakened the deepest existence within Yu Qiye's bloodline.

And that was none other than Donghuang Taiyi.

However, unlike the previous Donghuang.

The current Donghuang has a bright and intelligent look in his eyes, and his expression is incredibly lifelike.

It looks just like a real person.

He was clearly asking Yu Qiye a question.

But his gaze seemed to be directed at the entire world, at Mount Ling, and at the Nine Netherworlds.

"After the Lich King, the demon race declined while three other races rose to power."

"Then the three races fought a great war, and the human race took advantage of the situation to rise up."

“Each saint preached his teachings to humankind.”

"And the demon race is utterly innocent."

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes flickered, and his gaze returned to Lingshan.

He saw it: a million witches seized the opportunity and marched towards Mount Ling.

He saw the witches, who used heads as jugs and blood as wine.

He also saw countless Buddhists weeping.

"Hahaha"

Donghuang smiled.

He knew that the witch clan probably knew everything.

Furthermore, it is known that Houtu has likely come to understand everything.

The true enemy of the Witch Clan has never been the Demon Clan.

It is Buddhism.

They are countless Buddhas.

Their rise was built upon the foundations of the Lich and Demon races.

But that's not all.

The Eastern Emperor raised his eyes again and looked towards the heavens.

There, a phantom image appeared out of nowhere.

The shadowy figure was indistinct.

But lifelike.

In particular, his eyebrows bear a resemblance to those of Donghuang Taiyi.

"long time no see."

Donghuang Taiyi murmured softly, his eyes flickering slightly.

"It's been such a long time!"

The Chaos Bell True Spirit was somewhat taken aback, but even more so, shocked.

She had no idea that deep within Yu Qiye's bloodline lay a wisp of Donghuang Taiyi's true spirit.

"Master, everything is as you predicted. The demon race has declined, and the Black Hand has risen."

The true spirit of the Chaos Bell transmitted its voice through the void, its expression sorrowful.

"Ah, such is the nature of racial conflict and power struggle."

Donghuang Taiyi seemed to see things very clearly.

But the next moment, he changed his tone and sneered:
"But the Buddhist sect has plotted against us; they will surely be punished."

At this point, Donghuang Taiyi suddenly looked at Yu Qiye.

More accurately, he looked at Yu Qiye's body.

"How about we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

Yu Qiye was taken aback.

"I'll lend you my body in exchange for the Chaos Bell."

Donghuang Taiyi spoke calmly.

"This"

Yu Qiye looked astonished and subconsciously looked at the true spirit of the Chaos Bell in the void.

"can."

A single, simple word, yet it says it all.

She was originally Donghuang Taiyi's companion magic weapon.

She can be considered the daughter of Donghuang Taiyi.

Now that Donghuang has spoken, she will naturally agree.

"it is good."

With a slight nod, Yu Qiye did not refuse.

"Don't worry, I will not only help you break through to the Great Luo realm, but I will also pass on my legacy to you."

"You won't lose out."

As he finished speaking, Donghuang Taiyi's figure shone brightly.

At the same time, a hazy figure suddenly appeared behind Yu Qiye's body, which was buried deep underground.

That figure was both majestic and solemn.

He was like a god standing between heaven and earth. And the moment he walked toward Yu Qiye's body, Yu Qiye's entire body trembled.

"boom"

His eyes snapped open, and the whole world seemed to tremble.

Not just heaven and earth,
The entire battlefield, including countless gods, demons, monsters, and even the Nine Netherworlds, was shaken.

A palpitation from the depths of the soul suddenly arose in the hearts of all beings.

"Hahaha--"

A low, deep laugh came from the deepest part of the earth, starting as a barely audible murmur, but quickly turning into a deafening roar.

The laughter contained endless vicissitudes, causing the sky within a radius of ten thousand miles to tremble.

"Buddhism, Heavenly Court, you have a just cause for your deaths."

With that roar, a dark shadow shot into the sky from the deepest part of the earth.

It was the dead of night, and under the moonlight, his true appearance was finally revealed—nine feet tall, wearing a long golden robe that fluttered without wind, with a handsome face as if carved by a knife, yet exuding a suffocatingly sinister aura.

What was most alarming was the golden sun mark on his forehead, which was radiating an eerie light.

"Is this the Sky Crow King?"

"He's not dead yet?"

"Even the Haotian Mirror couldn't kill him, and more importantly, he recovered from his injuries?"

"Wait, his aura is so strange."

One gasp after another shook countless people.

Even Buddha and the Barefoot Immortal had their eyes slightly narrowed.

"Since you're not dead, let me send you on your way."

With a sudden roar, the Barefoot Immortal raised his foot and stomped hard on Yu Qiye.

This kick was so powerful it blotted out the sky.

It came from the heavens.

But Yu Qiye seemed not to see it at all.

He slowly raised his hand, feeling the demonic power flowing again within his body, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips: "The spiritual energy of heaven and earth... it's been a long time."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed with his five fingers, and the spiritual energy within a radius of ten thousand miles was instantly drained, turning into a visible vortex that surged into his palm.

A fierce wind suddenly rose on the earth, and the sky was filled with towering clouds. Countless immortals and Buddhas lost their lives at this moment. Their essence was forcibly extracted and turned into specks of light that flew towards Yu Qiye.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Qiye slowly raised his eyes and looked at the colossal foot that blotted out the sky.

No words.

Nothing else.

All that remained was a sudden, sharp look in his eyes.

"boom"

Towering golden flames instantly burned the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he enveloped the Barefoot Immortal.

"what"

A piercing scream echoed between heaven and earth.

Amidst the astonished gazes of countless people, the flames resembled a giant golden bird soaring into the sky, engulfing the entire Barefoot Immortal.

By the time everyone realized what had happened, the Barefoot Immortal had completely turned into a wisp of green smoke.

They vanished into the world.

died.

He's completely dead.

The Barefoot Immortal died just like that.

With just one glance, he was consumed by Yu Qiye's burning passion.

"This"

"Wait, this flame feels so familiar."

A sudden exclamation caused the expression of an ancient Grand Luo Immortal to change.

What is this subtle aura?
Why does it feel so familiar?
It was as if I had seen it before.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Palace of Lingxiao.

The Jade Emperor was sitting on his dragon throne, discussing the great battle with the immortals, when suddenly his expression changed, and the jade ruyi in his hand fell to the ground with a "crack" and shattered into pieces.

"His Majesty?"

Taibai Jinxing, standing to the side, looked at the Jade Emperor in astonishment at his loss of composure.

The Jade Emperor did not answer, but suddenly stood up, his gaze piercing through the clouds to the east, his expression more solemn than ever before.

"He, he's awake."

"Who?"

Venus looked astonished.

"Donghuang Taiyi!!"

"what?"

A sudden exclamation caused the immortals' expressions to change drastically.

But before they could say anything more...

“戾”

With a sudden cry, a firebird that was tens of thousands of miles long, carrying endless golden flames, soared into the sky and crashed fiercely into the entire Lingxiao Palace.

(End of this chapter)