Chapter 233 If you're going to fight, why are you taking your clothes off? Put them back on!
She stood in the void, holding the Golden Spirit Sword, her clothes fluttering, her gaze cold.
Below, countless demons are wreaking havoc in the vast world.
Wherever they go, life is ravaged and all things wither.
Golden Spirit Mother frowned.
With a casual wave of the hand—
As the golden light swept across, countless demonic beings instantly turned to ashes, not even having time to utter a scream.
"The Six Desires Demon God, the Nightmare Demon God."
She raised her head, her gaze sharp as lightning, and looked down disdainfully at the empty space ahead:
"What? You dared to kill my junior brother, but now you don't dare to show yourself? Are you playing the coward?"
Bai Ze, Jieyin, Tongtian, and others also appeared, looking ahead.
Despite their superior numbers, none of them let their guard down.
After all, those two are ancient demon gods who have lived since the beginning of time.
"Heh... How dare a little brat be so insolent before me?"
"Truly... there is no trace of respect or hierarchy."
The void twisted, and a graceful figure slowly emerged.
She had two long, snow-white horns on her head, a graceful figure, and an exquisitely beautiful face, yet her voice possessed a magic that penetrated straight to the soul.
Hearing this, everyone felt confused and their minds wavered.
But her eyes were incredibly clear, as cold as ice that had stood for millennia.
Beside her stood an extremely ugly, hunched old man, holding a strange ram's head cane, his white hair hanging to the ground, and a ghostly light flashing in his cloudy eyes from time to time.
These are the Six Desires Demon God and the Nightmare Demon God.
"You have already occupied the primordial world, yet you are still not satisfied and actually want to plunder the chaos."
The Nightmare Demon God's hoarse voice echoed in the void, each word striking everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer blow:
"Since you've reached out your hands, don't blame us for... cutting them off."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange fluctuation spread out.
Everyone felt a sudden dizziness, as if endless nightmares were churning in their minds.
Amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, bathed in the crimson sunset, they seemed to witness the destruction of the primordial world—the collapse of the Heavenly Court, the wailing of all living beings, and the return of heaven and earth to chaos.
"Hmph, playing tricks!"
Golden Spirit Mother snorted coldly, and the Golden Spirit Sword in her hand flashed with golden light, slashing out like a bolt of lightning, instantly shattering the illusion that enveloped everyone:
"Since you dare to provoke the Heavenly Court, you must pay the price!"
She was about to make her move—
"Let me do it! Let me do it!"
The Yellow Emperor leaped out first, his Xuanyuan Divine Sword humming and trembling, its light flickering, his face filled with excitement:
"Let me teach these arrogant old fools a lesson!"
"Amitabha."
The guide also stepped forward, his face solemn and dignified, and he was holding a rosary.
"This humble monk would also like to learn from the two seniors' skillful techniques."
He and his fellow apprentice went back and discussed it, and finally decided to join the war.
This time, he unusually took the lead because he was worried that he might hold a grudge against the people of Heaven for saying the wrong thing in the Daoyuan Hall.
It's better to take the initiative and try to salvage some positive impression.
"Overestimating yourself!"
The Nightmare Demon God snorted coldly and slammed his ram-headed staff into the void.
The green light instantly enveloped the guide.
The two disappeared from everyone's sight at the same time, leaving only a constantly churning gray ball of light.
The group tried to investigate the situation inside, but found that their spiritual senses were like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to perceive anything.
Zhunti Daoist felt a slight panic in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface.
Firstly, they did not want to diminish the prestige of Western Buddhism.
Secondly... he still had some confidence in his senior brother.
Seeing that there was no movement here, everyone had no choice but to turn their attention to the battlefield between the Yellow Emperor and the Six Desires Demon God.
The Yellow Emperor, wielding the Yellow Emperor Divine Sword, unleashed his overwhelming power, slashing towards the Six Desires Demon God!
The sword stopped abruptly mid-air.
The Yellow Emperor's eyes widened.
Staring intently at the Six Desires Demon God,
Then he jumped back suddenly, his face flushed, and pointed at the other person in a flustered manner:
"Damn it! If you're going to fight, why are you taking your clothes off?! This is inappropriate for children! Put them back on! Put them back on!"
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly rubbed their eyes and looked more closely—
Where are you not wearing clothes?
Isn't she dressed perfectly fine?
"This kid... he's not serious!"
The sages were left speechless, neither laughing nor crying.
They knew about the unreliable nature of the Yellow Emperor, but those quasi-saints didn't.
They looked at each other in disbelief—how could the Human Emperor, one of the Three Sovereigns, be like this?
Seeing that his opponent had fallen victim to his secret technique, the Six Desires Demon God intended to press his advantage.
But he was taken aback by these raunchy words.
In that brief moment of surprise,
The Yellow Emperor has broken free from the secret technique.
"Holy crap! How did it disappear? How did you put it on so quickly?"
He scratched his head, looking completely innocent.
"Oh, sorry, sorry, I must have misread it. Come on, let's keep playing! Let's keep playing!"
Before he finished speaking, he charged forward again with a roar, showing no sign of embarrassment whatsoever.
Fuxi turned his head away, unable to bear looking at him.
"You little brat, you're asking for it!"
The Six Desires Demon God was so angry that his nose was crooked.
He believed that the other party was deliberately provoking him, so he immediately stopped staying and took out a black magic harp with a ghost face painted on it.
Clang—!
The strings vibrated, and the Emperor Xuanyuan's expression changed drastically.
Twisting and shifting, veins bulging on his forehead.
It felt as if countless demonic sounds were tearing at his soul.
"With united will, we can overcome any obstacle!"
The Yellow Emperor raised the Yellow Emperor's Divine Sword high.
A mysterious force of fortune pierced through the distant void, crossed endless chaos, and blessed him.
His expression quickly calmed down, and his eyes shone brightly with golden light.
A golden dragon of fortune roared out from behind him and rushed straight toward the Six Desires Demon God!
Seeing such a grand display, even the sages couldn't help but marvel.
The power of human destiny is as vast as the ocean and astonishing in its might. It truly lives up to its reputation as the destiny of the protagonist of the primordial world!
But the Six Desires Demon God scoffed at it:
"The power of human destiny? Heh... It's nothing but a third-rate path."
Moreover, this place is the chaotic void, far from the primordial world.
He plucked the strings, and the music transformed into a black serpent with wings on its back, a nine-tailed fire fox, and a strange blue bird...
Countless demons swarmed out, completely surrounding the golden dragon formed from the fortune of humanity.
The dragon's roar shook the heavens, and the demons howled.
The golden dragon's scales were torn apart, and blood splattered.
It transformed into golden flames in the void, igniting the entire battlefield.
Emperor Xuanyuan did not expect that the first battle would be so difficult.
Although it is due to being far removed from the primordial wilderness and the depletion of human power,
But this demon god who survived from the hands of the great god Pangu was indeed no ordinary being.
But to retreat like this would be too embarrassing for him.
"Dragons fight in the wilderness—!"
With a roar, the Yellow Emperor drew his sword and severed the wings of the Xuan Snake!
However, the golden dragon of fortune surrounding him was also bitten by the fire fox, and golden blood flowed out, turning into flames that ignited the void.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Yellow Emperor was blinded by rage.
He has a childlike heart and is often unreliable, but at this moment he has entered a frenzied fighting state.
Sword after sword, the Six Desires Demon God's secret techniques were broken one by one under his blessing of burning his luck—
Until the last white phoenix is slain.
The Six Desires Demon's mysterious technique was broken, his face turned pale, and he took two steps back.
The Yellow Emperor was no better off.
The golden dragon of fortune dissipated, and his aura waned, leaving him teetering on the verge of collapse.
He stopped trying to be tough and retreated to the Heavenly Court's camp.
"Hmph, so-called primordial saints are nothing special."
The Six Desires Demon God did not pursue, his tone dismissive.