Honghuang: Creation of the Green Lotus, the beginning of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 166 What if I'm included?
This war lasted for thousands of years, and both sides paid a heavy price. The demon tribe suffered at least hundreds of millions of casualties.

Nearly 100 million members of the Wu clan also fell on the battlefield. Not to mention the human race, almost all of the human race along the entire Yellow River was slaughtered.

At this time, Chen Xuan on Qinglian Island was looking at the battlefield on the bank of the Yellow River through the Xuanguan mirror in front of him.

Meanwhile, Hou Tu, who was beside Chen Xuan, was so anxious that she couldn't sit still. She had been asking Chen Xuan for help for the umpteenth time.

However, Chen Xuan rejected them all and ordered Hou Tu to stay by his side and not to leave Qinglian Palace at all.

Even the disciples accepted by the Three Pure Ones were now all sitting in the Qinglian Palace, watching everything that was happening in the Xuanguan Mirror.

This inevitably caused Duobao Daoist and the others to clench their fists. Their eyes, filled with boundless rage, looked towards the demon clan.

Although they were not human, they could not accept that the weak human race was ruthlessly slaughtered by the demon race.

After all, they didn't know the true purpose of the demons' slaughter of humans, so they looked down on the demons' bullying of the weak.

The reason why Chen Xuan didn't let them take action was exactly as the two Western monks said. The human race must go through this great wave of trials and tribulations before it can truly rise.

From the birth of the human race to the present day, they have been protected meticulously. This has also made them gradually ignore the sense of crisis and only focus on developing the tribe.

Although developing the tribe can keep the people well fed and clothed, once they encounter a strong enemy, they will become lambs to be slaughtered.

Even though some people still embarked on the path of cultivation, some even completed the sword-wielding path through the sword passed down by Tongtian.

But there are very few such people, and even fewer can reach the Fire Cloud Cave.

If this continues, before the Dharma Ending Age arrives, the human race will cut off its own path of cultivation.

It was not until Chen Xuan saw the remaining humans on the banks of the Yellow River fighting hard against the demons that he nodded in satisfaction.

Then he said to Hou Tu beside him: "Go, it's time to send the two Buddhists to the West and return to the Heavenly Way."

Hearing Chen Xuan's words, Hou Tu was extremely happy. She immediately broke through the void and disappeared into the Qinglian Palace.

Seeing that Hou Tu had already gone to join the battle, Duo Bao Dao Ren said directly: "Master, since Uncle Hou Tu has already gone, can the disciples go too?"

Looking at Duobao Taoist and the others who were eager to try, Chen Xuan finally nodded and said, "With your current cultivation level, you shouldn't be allowed to participate in this."

"But if I leave you alone, I'm afraid it will breed inner demons. It will be detrimental to your future path, not beneficial."

"But you must remember not to overestimate your own abilities. After all, your cultivation is not enough to face the powerful demons."

As he spoke, Chen Xuan waved his hand in front of him. A yellow talisman appeared in front of Duobao Taoist and the others.

"This is a substitute talisman. It will help you block the fatal blow. Then you will be teleported back to Qinglian Palace."

"Although you have the substitute talisman, your lives are safe, but you must remember one thing. If you are teleported back, you must face the wall and reflect on your mistakes for ten thousand years."

After finishing speaking, Chen Xuan waved his hand at everyone and sent them all to the bank of the Yellow River. At the same time, Chen Xuan had disappeared from the Qinglian Palace.

When Chen Xuan reappeared, he was already above the Yellow River. Looking at the corpses strewn across the ground below, Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

Then, looking up at the direction of Zixiao Palace, she said, "Hongjun, you have unleashed a catastrophe of heaven and earth for your own selfish reasons. One day, you will have to pay the price." Meanwhile, Houtu appeared beside Dayi, patted him with her hand, and spoke.

"You go and fight the demon leader of the demon tribe with Dayi and the others. Leave this to me."

Seeing Houtu coming, Dayi was extremely happy. He immediately promised Houtu and then withdrew from the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

To set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches needed to act simultaneously. However, because Hou Tu stayed in the Nine Netherworld for many years, Di Jiang had to find another way.

Finally, the one chosen was Dayi, the great wizard of the Houtu tribe, who had already reached the realm of a half-step ancestor wizard.

Although he could barely set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, the power he could exert was less than one tenth of it.

Otherwise, how could he possibly let them hold him back when facing the two Western Buddhas? He would have already condensed Pangu's true body and sent them to heaven for rebirth with a single blow of his axe.

It was precisely because of this that the two Western Buddhists were so fearless. Relying on the innate spiritual treasures in their hands, they kept maneuvering around the formation set up by the eleven ancestral witches.

And at this moment, Di Jiang suddenly felt that the momentum of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation began to rise rapidly at this moment.

He turned around subconsciously and saw Hou Tu looking at him with a smile on her face, holding half a cucumber in her mouth.

This inevitably made Di Jiang's face instantly filled with joy, and he immediately shouted, "Brothers, condense the Father God's true body."

Upon hearing Dijiang's order, the other ten Ancestral Witches were stunned. Even the two Western Buddhists had a disdainful smile on their faces.

"Di Jiang, can the eleven ancestral witches condense Pangu's true body? You are too fanciful..."

Zhunti Taoist had just finished his mocking words when his expression froze instantly because he had already seen Hou Tu chewing a cucumber.

Hou Tu, with a murderous look on her face, said, "What if I am included?"

Seeing Hou Tu coming, the two Western Buddhists secretly cried out in their hearts that something was wrong. The Jie Yin Taoist even sent a direct message to the Zhunti Taoist, "Junior brother, we can't stay here any longer."

Just as the two Western monks were preparing to avoid the attack, the Twelve Celestial Gods and Demons Formation instantly unleashed its full might.

Pangu's shadow had begun to condense in mid-air, and at the same time, it had cut off the escape route of the two Western Buddhists.

"Brother, today we will show these two bald asses what it means that the Father God's majesty cannot be violated."

"Don't hold back at all later. Send these two bald donkeys back to the Heavenly Dao to be reborn. Let them learn their lesson in the future."

The battles between saints in the ancient times were merely a fight for face. No one would kill directly.

But now that Hou Tu had spoken these words, it was equivalent to sentencing the two Western Buddhists to death. Di Jiang and the others instantly felt their spirits lifted.

Without hesitation, he mobilized the power of the Ancestral Witch to speed up the condensation of Pangu's true body.

This inevitably made the Western Second Master lose his composure instantly, and he immediately prepared to break through the void to escape, but he found that the space had been imprisoned.

Finally, Zhunti Taoist said directly: "Brother, my brothers and I will attack one of them together to interrupt the condensation of Pangu's true body."

(End of this chapter)