Chapter 83 The Voice of Doom
However, everyone has hidden means, and all Bixia Yuanjun can do is to protect the safety of the two of them, that's all.

The voice of Hengming resounded throughout the universe, penetrating the nine heavens and ten earths. Even the past and the future were shrouded by this voice, and it completely fell into the most desperate state of destruction.

As a Daluo Jinxian, Hengming already possesses the initial power to influence the past and the future, otherwise there would not be such a huge gap between Daluo and Taiyi.

Even though Taiyi Jinxian possesses a powerful treasure, Daluo Jinxian can launch attacks from the past and the future, and strike the present in an incredible way. Such power is hard to defend against, and even the treasure can only protect its owner and cannot launch a counterattack.

"what!"

The monsters behind Di Jun and his companions screamed in agony. Some were drenched in blood rain that suddenly appeared, some were burned to ashes by a ball of fire that appeared inside their bodies, or some simply died, as if their lifespan had come to an end.

This is the true doomsday despair. Even a golden immortal with immortal golden nature cannot escape death.

Only these five Daluo Jinxian were in a better situation, but seeing more and more killing formations gathering, even Di Jun, who was the best at planning, felt a little tricky.

Taiyi gritted his teeth and said, "Such a bizarre method, Hengming, if you have the guts, just come out and fight me openly, why involve innocent people."

It’s not that they haven’t thought about protecting this group of Golden Immortals, but Hengming’s methods are simply unpredictable. They can protect against past and future attacks, but they cannot protect against the inexplicable disasters that erupt in these Golden Immortals’ bodies. This is an unsolvable problem.

Hengming was too lazy to pay attention to these people. If he hadn't had Bixia Yuanjun's protection, he would have had to divide his attention on defense and would hardly have been able to do what he is doing now.

But now that I can concentrate on launching the disaster, there is naturally no need to be distracted.

What's more, the spiritual treasure is spiritual. If there is any emergency, Tianminglu will be the first to deal with it.

Fuxi originally did not agree with Taiyi's provocation. They were rushing to Chaos with a group of people, and it was the time when they should have kept a low profile. However, they ended up provoking Hengming and not only did they gain nothing, but the power of the demon clan was severely damaged.

Fuxi said in a deep voice: "We must think of a way. Should we leave or stay, should we protect or abandon? We must think carefully. If we continue to hesitate, even the five of us will probably die here. A Daluo Jinxian is hard to kill. Even people of the same level can hardly erase the traces of a Daluo Jinxian. But for a great god who possesses a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, a Daluo Jinxian is not that tough."

Everyone thought so too. Although the Golden Immortals possessed the Root of Immortality and could be resurrected again with the help of the omnipresent Avenue, even other Golden Immortals would find it difficult to erase their traces.

But the top-grade innate spiritual treasure already possesses the nature of Hunyuan and has the ability to erase the traces of the Daluo Jinxian. If they are really killed by this Hengming, then they will really die.

Xihe also said at this time: "Can't we coexist with him? Logically speaking, we don't have any big grudges with Hengming. It's just that one of the thirty-six heavens was split. But this is an inevitable trend. The demon race can't take over the invincible cave heaven like the thirty-six heavens. Shaking hands and making peace must be a good thing."

Her meaning was very clear, that is, the demon race should not make enemies, but make friends with them. If they arouse the anger of the people of the ancient world and they all rise up to attack, no one would be able to withstand such pressure.

Chang Xi also figured it out. As gods of the moon, they are naturally calmer than ordinary people.

"That's right. Although the demon race is tolerant and can accommodate countless races, there are still enemies of ours in the prehistoric world. Let's not talk about others, just take the witch race for example. The witch race radiates outward from Mount Buzhou and has now occupied the entire central part of the prehistoric world, and has even begun to touch other sacred mountains. Compared to the great gods who don't take up much territory, they are our enemies."

Chang Xi's words were full of calmness. Although their hearts were tied to Di Jun, it did not mean that they had lost their own selves. Di Jun frowned slightly after hearing this, but finally nodded to show his approval.

To be honest, he didn't want to bow to Hengming at all. After all, he had teamed up with Bixia Yuanjun and Nuwa to beat the two brothers miserably. If he had the chance, he would have wanted to grind Hengming to ashes, peel off his skin and pull out his tendons.

But in addition to his identity as the Sun Star Lord, Di Jun is also the Demon King of the entire demon clan, shouldering the pressure of an entire race, so he must bow his head.

Not for him, but for the demon clan.

Di Jun sighed and said, "Emperor Xi, your sister Nuwa has a very good relationship with Hengming. As Nuwa's elder brother, please take the lead in resolving this feud. We will accept it even if we have to pay some price."

Fuxi nodded, knowing that it was time for him to take action.

"We are both demons, why are you being so polite to me?"

After saying this, Fuxi sat cross-legged in the air and waved the Fuxi Qin on his knees. The sound of the Qin, like the gurgling of water, immediately filled the chaos. It was like the singing of hundreds of birds and the blooming of thousands of flowers. A quiet atmosphere spread, and anyone would feel a sense of peace in their heart.

The zither is the sound, but the song is the voice of the heart. Although Fuxi practiced the principles of the Eight Trigrams, he had a unique insight into music. He was even able to integrate the Eight Trigrams into music to sing out the voice of all things.

The song with a hint of compassion resounded throughout the universe, and for a moment it even overwhelmed Hengming's words of disaster. Hengming also stopped at the right time, feeling the friendliness in the song, Hengming raised his eyebrows slightly: "Want to stop the war? It depends on what price you can pay."

Although Fuxi is Nuwa's brother, Fuxi is Fuxi and Nuwa is Nuwa. Fuxi is not qualified to make decisions for Nuwa, and Nuwa does not need to bear the cause and effect for Fuxi.

Hengming is willing to give Nuwa face, but that doesn’t mean he will give the same face to Fuxi.

Seeing that the horrifying sound of doomsday finally stopped, Di Jun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned back to count the number of demon tribe members who were injured.

You don't know until you see it, and you'll be shocked. Originally, they brought forty golden immortals and demon gods and ten Taiyi golden immortals and demon saints together, but after Heng Ming's ordeal, only eighteen of the forty demon gods were left. The ten demon saints were fine and were not seriously injured, which could be considered a blessing in disguise.

Di Jun nodded and said, "Thank you for this trip, Demon Saint Bai Ze."

A young man in a white robe holding a feather fan shook his head and said, "That's all. Although I can see the future, I can't defeat the power of Daluo. I can only save the Demon Saint, but not the Demon God."

This young man was Bai Ze.

Legend has it that Bai Ze can see the future, understand the mysteries of heaven, and seek good fortune and avoid disaster. Compared to those gods who can only rely on instinctive reactions, Bai Ze is more proactive. He is also one of the first gods to surrender to Di Jun.

　I have no strength left. I have killed several chickens and ducks. I am already exhausted. And the books will be put on the shelves tomorrow. I have to do some stock drafts today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)