The one who sneaked into Nuwa Palace through the back door was Lu Liu, the son of Emperor Jun. He came here this time not for anything else, but also for the Demon-Summoning Banner.
As someone who aspires to inherit Di Jun's legacy and become the next Demon Emperor, he is not afraid that the great demons will not submit, as long as he can obtain the Demon-Summoning Banner and take the lives of all the demon gods and demon saints.
At first, he even came to ask the goddess Nuwa for it in person.
However, Nuwa believed that Lu Liu's cultivation level was insufficient to inherit the position of Demon Emperor, so she rejected him outright.
This made him very unhappy, and he secretly hated the goddess Nuwa.
Later, because Fuxi obtained the Hetu and Luoshu, he directly used them to attain enlightenment and kept them for himself, without returning them to him, which made him hate Fuxi and his sister even more.
Unfortunately, the difference in strength between the two sides was too obvious.
No matter how fiercely he tried to control them, he ultimately couldn't do anything about it.
He knew that whatever he wanted to do, he needed to find the right time.
So he waited and waited... and now an opportunity has finally come.
Now, he intends to take advantage of the fact that Goddess Nuwa is attacking the Primordial Chaos and that Fuxi and the others are preoccupied with other matters, to enter Nuwa's Palace and steal the Demon-Summoning Banner.
He knew, of course, that if he did this, he would probably offend the goddess Nuwa.
If Nuwa were to successfully attain enlightenment and become a primordial being, she would likely cause him considerable trouble.
However, he had already thought of a solution beforehand.
As long as I can get the Demon-Summoning Banner, I can simply take the spiritual treasure and join another great sect of saints.
It's hard to say about the Xuanmen sect, but he's quite confident about the Western sect.
It should be noted that not long ago, Master Zhunti had already instructed his disciples to secretly contact him, hoping that he would join the Western Sect. Master Zhunti also promised to personally accept him as a disciple and give him a chance at enlightenment.
Now that he had a way out, Lu Liu had no more scruples and today he directly sneaked into the palace, heading straight for the treasure vault of the Nuwa Palace.
Then, just as he entered a palace, a Taoist priest in blue robes suddenly emerged from behind a rockery in front of him and blocked his way.
"Fellow Daoist! This is the sacred grounds of Nuwa Palace; unauthorized personnel are not permitted to enter."
The Taoist smiled at Lu Liu's location, directly revealing his whereabouts.
Lu Liu sighed, materialized out of thin air, glanced at the Taoist, frowned, and asked, "May I ask your name, friend? I don't recall ever seeing you before in the Nuwa Palace?"
"I am Lu Ya, a hermit from the Western Kunlun Mountains. I have been ordered by the Queen Mother of the West to guard this Yuxiu Palace. I hope you will leave quickly and not cause me any trouble."
Lu Ya Daoist said with a smile.
He recognized Lu Liu's identity, so he did not make a move immediately, but instead advised him to leave.
After all, no matter how down on his luck this little golden crow is, he is still the crown prince of the demon race, so it's not appropriate to kill him...
"So it's Daoist Lu Ya. Greetings..."
Lu Liu had also practiced the art of observing wind and discerning qi. Just by glancing at him twice, he was already able to determine that the Daoist Lu Ya in front of him was at least at the Great Luo realm...
He knew that with his current level of cultivation, it would be impossible to break through Lu Ya's obstruction and reach the treasure vault.
So, just as he bowed in greeting, he suddenly pulled a gleaming golden alms bowl from his sleeve.
Before Lu Ya Dao Ren could react, the alms bowl had already transformed into a golden light and flew up, enveloping Lu Ya Dao Ren from head to toe.
Just as he was about to fall into the bowl, Lu Ya's expression changed drastically. At the critical moment, he stomped his feet on the ground, and his figure immediately transformed into a streak of light, flying away across the ground.
Lu Liu was shocked to see this. He had just reached out to recall the alms bowl when Lu Ya rode back in a streak of rainbow light and swirled back towards him.
Lu Liu hurriedly lifted the alms bowl, and a flash of light appeared inside. Instantly, a golden relic rose up, spun around, and shot out towards the rainbow light.
With a single strike, the rainbow light dissipated.
The next instant, the relic struck Lu Ya directly on the forehead.
With a thud, Lu Ya rolled his eyes and collapsed.
Before he lost consciousness, he was still indignant.
This humble Taoist also possesses supernatural powers and magical treasures, all of which I haven't had a chance to use yet...
After Lu Ya collapsed to the ground, Lu Liu reached out and patted the bottom of the alms bowl, and the relic immediately disappeared back into the alms bowl.
This relic was personally refined by the Sage before he attained enlightenment.
Otherwise, it wouldn't possess such power.
Even a powerful Daoist like Lu Ya couldn't withstand a single blow from the relic.
Both the relic and the alms bowl were gifts that the Western religion had given him in advance...
Lu Liu wiped a cold sweat from his heart. He was about to bypass Lu Ya, who was lying on the ground, and continue towards the treasure vault.
But after taking only a few steps, he turned around again, raised the alms bowl, and put Lu Ya into it.
He then concealed himself and continued walking forward.
Before long, he had left Chuxiu Palace and arrived at another palace. Just as he entered the palace gate, a female fairy suddenly appeared from among the flowers in front of him.
This woman was exceptionally beautiful, exuding a cold and stern aura, and her imposing presence seemed to surpass that of many men.
Lu Liu recognized the woman immediately upon seeing her.
This is none other than the disciple of the Queen Mother of the West, the one called the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady.
"Sixth Prince, please stop!"
"Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden said coldly."
She didn't care how this demon prince had gotten past Lu Ya's test; as long as she stood there, Lu Liuxiu wouldn't be able to get away with anything.
Upon seeing that it was the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden blocking his path, Lu Liu couldn't help but inwardly cry out in despair...
...
Meanwhile, above Phoenix Perch Mountain, the Primordial Demon Lord was still locked in a fierce battle with the Goddess Nuwa.
Even though the original demon lord was completely at a disadvantage at this point, and his physical body and primordial spirit had been destroyed several times.
But each time he was instantly resurrected and continued to fight against Nuwa.
Despite the dire situation, the Primal Demon Lord showed no signs of discouragement; instead, the smile on his lips grew even wider.
Nuwa is currently at a crucial moment in her breakthrough to the Primordial Chaos realm. Her destiny is at its peak, and the heavens are on her side.
His arrival to obstruct the path, even if it was in accordance with destiny, could not ultimately bridge the gap in strength and cultivation.
It is not surprising that he was no match for Nuwa.
However, the timing and destiny of the heavens surrounding Nuwa are not eternal.
If she cannot achieve Hunyuan status in this opportune time that belongs to her, then once the opportune time shifts and the fortune is gone, Nuwa will not only fail to achieve Hunyuan status, but will also likely suffer a backlash from the Heavenly Dao.
That would be the perfect opportunity for him to launch a counterattack.
If he could seize this opportunity to devour all of Nuwa's creations, the Primordial Dao Fruit would be within his grasp.
Not only did he know this, but Nuwa herself was even more aware of it.
In the distance, Fuxi, who was blocked by the Styx Ancestor, was well-versed in the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Heaven. Even though he was not directly involved, he understood the importance of time to Nuwa.
No matter how anxious he was, with the Styx River blocking his way, he couldn't do anything to help.
In desperation, he remembered a certain religious leader or saint with whom he had a close relationship...
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