Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 585 - 480: Summoning the Demon Ancestor, Guarding Against the Demon Ancestor’s Ambush_2

Chapter 585: Chapter 480: Summoning the Demon Ancestor, Guarding Against the Demon Ancestor’s Ambush_2

Meanwhile, Poxun was slowly nurturing his Primordial Spirit, preparing to reshape a new demon body.

This time, his injuries were the most severe, and any carelessness could lead to eternal doom.

However, the only consolation was that he had still managed to preserve his life.

On the other side, Ksitigarbha had left the Suyu Realm.

Hiding all traces of his aura, he arrived at the edge of Chaos in the Three Realms.

"I, Ksitigarbha, summon the Demon Ancestor."

Standing at the edge of Chaos, Ksitigarbha brought his hands together, and in the next moment, formed a profound hand seal.

He respectfully spoke to the emptiness of Chaos.

Before long, a strand of Primordial Spirit appeared before Ksitigarbha.

It was the current Demon Ancestor, Yang Mei.

"Ksitigarbha, how much longer do we need to unify the Three Realms? I cannot wait for the three hundred years that Hongjun Patriarch agreed to," Yang Mei immediately inquired upon seeing Ksitigarbha.

"Reporting to the Demon Ancestor, there has been a change in the Three Realms. The Prison-Suppressing King, King Taiyou, and the Demon King, have perished, while Poxun is left with only a Primordial Spirit," Ksitigarbha replied.

"With the current power of the Demon Clan, I am afraid it is not possible to unify the Three Realms."

Standing before Yang Mei, Ksitigarbha felt somewhat uneasy. After all, he was in the presence of someone at the level of Hongjun Patriarch, and despite his arrogance, he couldn’t change the fact that he was merely a fragment of the other’s Primordial Spirit.

"Humph, useless!"

Hearing this, Daoist Yang Mei scolded angrily, carrying an implicit celestial might that even induced an inquiry from the aura of the Heavenly Dao.

However, with a wave of his hand, Daoist Yang Mei made all traces of the Heavenly Dao disappear as if they had never been there.

This action further startled Ksitigarbha, who stood there, daring not to utter a word.

"Speak, why did you call me here?"

Yang Mei stood imposingly, the sweat beginning to form on Ksitigarbha’s forehead.

"Demon Ancestor, currently, there are more than twenty Quasi-Saints in the Three Realms, while we only have eight," Ksitigarbha said, looking down.

"Therefore, I request the Demon Ancestor to issue orders to restrain the Saints of the Three Realms."

"If the Black and White Robed Protectors can come, that would be even better."

Ksitigarbha, with his head lowered, spoke to Yang Mei.

"Ha, a mere Quasi-Saint, and you want to meddle in the affairs of the Saints of the Demon Clan?" Yang Mei laughed in anger. Originally, to cultivate Ksitigarbha, he had not hesitated to damage a part of his own Primordial Spirit.

But now, the Ksitigarbha he saw was simply incompetent.

"Ksitigarbha does not dare!" Ksitigarbha quickly said, "It is truly because the Quasi-Saints of the Three Realms are numerous, and we are few and weak in comparison!"

"Jiang Ziya has only reached the pinnacle of Quasi-Saint cultivation, and eight against more than twenty Quasi-Saints is indeed insufficient in strength."

Ksitigarbha had no other options, the situation was simply such.

How could he not wish to conquer the Three Realms? But the reality did not allow it!

"Thirty years, if you have not taken down the Three Realms in thirty years, then you need not continue living," Yang Mei coldly said to Ksitigarbha, giving him the ultimate ultimatum, "The Black-Robed and White-Robed Protectors, I will have them come, but from now on, they will all obey Jiang Ziya."

"As for the Saints of the Three Realms, you need not worry about them."

The voice of Yang Mei was chilling, and as his words ended, this strand of Primordial Spirit had already vanished without a trace.

Ksitigarbha slowly raised his head, ensuring that Yang Mei had left before his eyes finally shimmered with intense unwillingness.

He felt resentful, thinking back to when he first turned to the demons, leading Kings Zhenyu, Taiyou, and the Demon King, he had killed many Quasi-Saints and resolved many troubles for the Demon Clan.

Now, just because of one failure, without regard to whether reality permitted it, they would no longer tolerate him.

Ksitigarbha was an extremely proud individual; in one-on-one combat, he had never considered anyone in the Three Realms his equal.

Even Jiang Ziya, who had recently emerged, Ksitigarbha did not believe to be superior to him.

But now, all affairs of the Three Realms were handed over to Jiang Ziya with not a single consideration of his feelings.

"Demon? What is a demon? Obsession is a demon!"

Thinking of how Jiang Ziya had gained such great authority shortly after emerging, Ksitigarbha became paranoid.

His understanding of the demon deepened somewhat, and the cultivation level that had been stalled for a long time also made some progress.

"The next step is Saintliness!"

Ksitigarbha looked up at the Heavenly Dao, his eyes turning completely black and emitting waves of Demonic Qi, as he greedily thought of what the Three Realms would look like collapsed and the Heavenly Dao shattered.

Then, with the Origin scattered everywhere, achieving saintliness would be merely a thought away.

Moreover, by achieving saintliness through the Origin of the Three Realms, the first step would surpass that of an average saint.

"What Demon Ancestor, what Demon Clan? A strand of Primordial Spirit wants to completely control me?"

"I am me, the one and only Ksitigarbha!"

With one step, Ksitigarbha moved forward and behind him demonic light suddenly appeared, rising into a massive image of a Demon God.

Shortly after the Demon God image appeared, a strand of golden light emerged from Ksitigarbha’s body, transforming into a huge Buddha statue, confronting the Demon God equally.

Because Ksitigarbha was originally a person of the Three Realms and had not ventured into the Void.

Thus, when such immense Demonic Qi surged forth, the Heavenly Dao subconsciously ignored it, failing to notice.

However, now that Ksitigarbha, who embodied both Buddha and Demon, had become even more powerful, he felt every move he made was filled with strength.

This power could move mountains and seas, could make the heavens and earth change color, and the sun and moon lose their light.

After a while, Ksitigarbha retracted the two huge images of Buddha-demon back into his body, the corners of his mouth slightly curled upward, forgetting his previous submissiveness in front of Daoist Yang Mei, and returned confidently to the Suyu Realm.

Meanwhile, Golden Turtle Island was also bustling with activity.

Quasi-saints from all over the Three Realms once again gathered on Golden Turtle Island, further establishing its status in the Three Realms.

Inside Biyou Palace, Wang Yang still sat in the main seat as before.

Leader of the Tongtian Sect and others who had been at The Far North had just overexerted themselves and were not injured, and had already recovered.

However, after hearing the news of Bai Ze’s demise, their faces were somewhat unnatural.

The Cutting Teachings Sect’s Leader of the Tongtian Sect, Dark Cloud Immortal, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Zhao Gongming and others, the Expounding Teachings Sect’s Yuanshi celestial Venerable, True One Jade Void , South Pole Elderly Immortal, Yun Zhongzi, Red Fairy, Xuanyuan.

The Human Teachings Sect’s Saint Taiqing had already left, only Shennong and Grand Dharma Xuandu remained.

Originally there were three quasi-saints in Wa Huang Palace, but now with Bai Ze’s demise, only two remained.

The Shamanic Tribe’s Houtu, Xingtian, Gonggong, Zhu Long, Buddhism’s only remaining Daoist Jieyin and Guanyin Bodhisattva, also counting Southern Continent Jambudvipa’s Xuanzang, Phoenix, Kong Xuan, all quasi-saints of the entire Three Realms were present.

Wang Yang looked at the empty space in the direction of Wa Huang Palace, feeling somewhat sentimental. He had already taken as many precautions against the Demon Clan as possible, but still, one of their own had fallen.

"Fellow Daoists, the fall of Bai Ze has served as a wake-up call for us,"

"Despite the Demon Clan still possessing formidable strength, I hope none among you here will fall."

Wang Yang said from his seat, his expression complicated.

This was not an affectation, but his most sincere thoughts.

No matter what conflicts existed between the various forces before, at this moment, they were one collective. Regardless of who might fall, Wang Yang would not feel good about it.

"Now that they have hidden themselves, to prevent further surprise attacks, we must unite."

Wang Yang had been considering personnel arrangements during this time, and fortunately, he had finally settled on a plan.

"The Shamanic Tribe’s Houtu, Xingtian, Gonggong, Zhu Long, along with Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, you five will defend Beiju Luzhou."

"Yes!"

The five simultaneously stood and replied.

"Expounding Teachings Sect’s True One Jade Void, South Pole Elderly Immortal, Yun Zhongzi, Red Fairy, Xuanyuan, you five will defend Western Cow Hezhou."

"Yes!"

"Wa Huang Palace’s Fuxi, Human Teachings Sect’s Shennong, Grand Dharma Xuandu, Phoenix, Suiren, you five will defend Dongshen Shenzhou."

"Yes!"

"Cutting Teachings Sect’s Dark Cloud Immortal, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Zhao Gongming, Xuanzang, Sun Wukong, Buddhism’s Guanyin, you six will defend Southern Continent Jambudvipa."

"Yes!"

Wang Yang excluded himself and all the saint clones from the assignments, which puzzled everyone.

But Wang Yang soon said,

"All saint clones remain on Golden Turtle Island, instructing those at the Pinnacle of Great Luo."

"We need more quasi-saints in the Three Realms."

"Yes!" Leader of the Tongtian Sect obediently stood and spoke.

Yuanshi celestial Venerable and Nuwa, Jieyin also stood up in agreement, not putting on airs at this time.

However, Wang Yang’s expression did not relax, but instead became slightly more worried.

He always felt this was just the beginning, that a greater crisis lay ahead.

Moreover, after this event was concluded, he would follow Daoist Ancestor Hongjun to the Origin Land to absorb the Origin of the Great Dao.

If he didn’t arrange everything properly, the entire Three Realms might be ruined due to his departure.

Wang Yang was aware of this responsibility.

Now, a minimum of five quasi-saints were to be on standby, ready to support at any moment in case the Demon Clan attacked again.

"Everyone, send your Pinnacle of Great Luo subordinates to Golden Turtle Island to be ready at all times," Wang Yang finally said.