Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

"Your Majesty, the Demon King Kui Gang has arrived." Venus bowed and stood beside the throne.

Haotian glanced at him casually, and Yaochi also silently watched him. Bai Ze Tushan's eyes flickered slightly. He was not a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, but his aura surpassed that of a Quasi-Saint at the peak.

Kui Gang was dressed in a dark black robe with dark gold patterns. He stood tall and straight, with a cold and dignified face. His long hair hung down, and his eyes were sharp and cold. His body was surrounded by gray-black demonic energy, which gave him an oppressive aura.

"Kigang of the Demon Realm pays respects to the Great Celestial Venerable. May Your Majesty and Her Majesty enjoy eternal bliss and boundless longevity."

Kui Gang's heart pounded. Without saying a word, he knelt down and kowtowed. The Demon Ancestor had spoken of the terror of the prehistoric world, but the strength of the Heavenly Court made him even more alarmed.

The guard outside the South Heavenly Gate was a peak-level Hunyuan Golden Immortal, and the one who brought him here was a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. However, there were two more Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals inside the hall, and he couldn't sense the aura of the Heavenly Emperor and Empress at all.

No wonder the Demon Ancestor doesn't leave the Demon Realm!

"Can you unleash the power of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal in the Heavenly Demon Realm?" Haotian asked with a hint of amusement, looking at the thread connecting Kui Gang's body to the Demon Realm, which was the source of the pressure emanating from him.

Kui Gang's body trembled: "The Great Celestial Venerable's wisdom is truly remarkable."

A strange light flashed in Haotian's eyes: "Interesting. Judging from your demeanor, you must be no ordinary person in the Demon Realm. Otherwise, how could you have gotten that Senior Rahu to share the essence of the Demon Realm with you?"

Yaochi's eyes flickered: "Senior brother means something like a Heavenly Dao Saint?"

"That's right, that's how it is in the Demon Realm. It's a pity that the Demon Realm was created based on Rahu. They only borrowed Rahu's power, unlike the Three Thousand Worlds."

As Kui Gang listened to the Heavenly Emperor reveal his secrets in just a few words, he couldn't help but tremble: "Your Majesty is wise."

"I was once a subordinate of the Demon Ancestor. After the Demon Ancestor was defeated, we both returned to the Heavenly Demon Realm. The Demon Ancestor no longer cared about the affairs of the Demon Realm, so the Demon Race was led by me. I am known as the Demon Emperor in the Demon Realm."

"Wu Tian was a spirit born from the twelfth-grade black lotus of destruction of the Demon Ancestor. The lord did not erase him, but instead taught him the supreme scriptures of the Demonic Sect. Also, because Mount Sumeru once belonged to the Demon Race, the negative energy of the primordial world gathered in the Heavenly Demon Realm."

"The master also passed on Buddhist teachings to him, enabling him to integrate the demonic and Buddhist paths so that when countless eons come, he can use Buddhism as a springboard to compete for the primordial destiny and provide support for the Demon Ancestor to fight against him..."

Kui Gang paused, then quickly lowered his head. But everyone understood that if the immeasurable calamity were to truly arrive, the Dao Ancestor's chances of winning against Rahu would be diminished by the amount of fortune he possessed.

Haotian looked on with admiration. As expected of his master's former rival, he was not idle even in the Heavenly Demon Realm, and was already making plans for the future.

"So, it was I who ruined the Demon Ancestor's plans." Haotian looked at him with a half-smile, and Kui Gang immediately shivered and kowtowed repeatedly, "This humble god dares not."

"The Demon Ancestor said that His Majesty's summoning of the Heavenly Demon Realm must have a profound meaning, so we dare not act rashly and will obey His Majesty's orders in everything."

Haotian raised an eyebrow, and Yaochi smiled lightly, thinking that Demon Ancestor Rahu was indeed sensible.

"This is a calamity for Buddhism. The karma of Mount Sumeru is too heavy. Even if I do not call back the demon realm now, Buddhism will surely perish when countless eons come."

Of course, there may not be countless eons, but the Heavenly Demon Realm must be dealt with, and Buddhism can only bear the burden.

"As for Buddhism... let nature take its course." Haotian rubbed his temples. "As for Rahu, at most I will capture him and hand him over to my master for punishment in the future. Go back and tell him."

Haotian chuckled enigmatically: "Let him not think about escaping or committing suicide. I can draw upon the power of the Great Dao, he should understand that. Otherwise, even if he perishes, I will summon him from the river of time to torment him in the future."

Kui Gang was shaken to his core. What immense power this was, summoned from the river of time!

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will certainly convey this to the Demon Ancestor." He mustered his courage and looked up. "Is there anyone Your Majesty dislikes and wishes to eliminate? My demon race can do it for you."

Haotian was speechless, Yaochi blinked and laughed out loud, and even Bai Ze and the other two leaned back tactically. What a flexible and adaptable demon! Is he going to surrender and become a henchman?

"Do you think that's possible?" Haotian stared at him intently. "With my current level of power, if I despise someone, they won't even have the chance to appear before me."

"It was my fault, little god." Kui Gang quickly kowtowed and admitted his mistake. He pressed his head to the ground, raised his hands high, and a phantom slowly solidified, gathering boundless evil energy, which was extremely fierce.

"A god-slaying spear formed from the very essence of the demon realm." Yaochi's brow twitched.

"Yes, this is the Demon Ancestor's sincerity." Kui Gang's voice was steady. "As long as this item is integrated into the God-Slaying Spear, the power of the Demon Realm can also be mobilized."

Haotian's eyes darkened. Luo Hou was truly sincere. By using this source, he didn't even need to use brute force. He could simply follow the cause and effect to take control of the Demon Realm.

"I understand. Go back and tell Rahu that I will spare his life. As for you, like those demons, as long as you don't break the prohibitions, I will not interfere."

"Thank you for sparing my life, Your Majesty." Kui Gang kowtowed heavily, finally relieved. He placed the Demon Realm Origin on the golden bricks in the hall and was about to get up when he saw the Emperor and Empress and the three Grand Luo Golden Immortals looking at the water mirror.

The Seven Treasures Lotus Pond on Mount Ling underwent a tremendous change. The once clear water gradually became turbid and black, and the originally pure white lotuses turned inky black from the roots upwards, with eerie karmic flames rising from their hearts.

The lingzhi and immortal herbs by the pool withered quickly, and in turn grew sticky, black demonic moss that spread along the jade railing. Wisps of demonic smoke rose from the pool water, and inhaling them stirred up greed, anger, delusion, and other delusions in one's heart.

In various caves of Mount Ling, some Bodhisattvas guard their sacred sites, their golden Bodhi light creating a barrier to isolate the demonic fog outside, preserving a trace of pure land within the precious light; while many others, whose faith is not firm, have already fallen into the demonic path, wearing black robes that are half Buddha and half demon, standing on black lotuses, roaring and roaming with the demonic horde.

A "crack" sound rang out, and the Buddhist light surrounding the Great Thunderclap Temple began to shatter. Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas suffered backlash, with bloodstains appearing at the corners of their mouths.

Three figures stepped forward simultaneously, the Golden Lotus of Creation radiating divine light, blocking the demonic energy outside. The past Buddha Dipankara, the present Buddha Shakyamuni, and the future Buddha Maitreya exchanged a glance, a resolute look flashing between their brows.

"Amitabha Buddha, all Buddhas, heed my command! Today, demonic calamity has befallen the world. The karmic tide of the demon realm has invaded my sacred mountain. This calamity is not imposed by external enemies, but is the result of the accumulation of karma from the countless eons of salvation and the gathering of the greed, anger, and ignorance of sentient beings by our Buddhist school."

"If I were to lead you all in a fight to the death, the Buddhist lineage would be severed and all laws would vanish. Therefore, I have abandoned this golden body of the Tathagata, not because I am no match for Wutian, but to preserve a glimmer of hope for Buddhism."

"My origin will transform into the relics of ten thousand Buddhas to protect the spiritual veins of Mount Ling, lest the demon race seize its fortune."

"When the cycle of thirty-three years has passed and the calamity has ended, I will return to the Western Paradise."

"During these thirty-three years, Mount Ling has fallen, demons and Buddhas have risen to power, precepts have collapsed, and Bodhisattvas have fallen into depravity. This is the inevitable course of events. You must not act rashly and fight against nature. You should hide in secret places, protect the relics of the Buddhas, and endure the suffering of the demonic tribulations. Do not seek a quick victory."

Shakyamuni calmly watched the grinning Wutian outside the hall, his golden body crumbling inch by inch, falling into the bodies of every Buddha and Bodhisattva.

"Future Buddha, this humble monk was the master of Buddhism. Now that I have passed away, it is your turn to protect and uphold all Buddhas!"

Shakyamuni pushed out Dipankara and Maitreya, and the golden lotus of creation landed beneath Maitreya. His golden skeleton, devoid of flesh and blood, instantly grew larger, absorbing all the demonic energy into his body, and the demonic energy above Mount Ling vanished completely.

As the golden body exploded, Wutian had no choice but to retreat and move away. Boundless Buddhist light spread out, and the demons melted away like ice and snow under the sun. Of the demons protected by Wutian, less than one in ten survived.

The Golden Lotus of Creation flashed with golden light, carrying Maitreya and the others away from Mount Ling and heading straight for the Underworld. Just as Wutian was about to shoot out the phantom of the God-Slaying Spear in his hand, a sword cry rang out in the void, making him shiver instantly.

"Demons rage rampant, but my Buddha's Dharma is boundless. No matter how rampant the demonic energy, in thirty-three years, the Buddha will return, and the demonic energy will be utterly dispelled!"