Chapter 196 The Cicada Awaits
Chang Hao temporarily ordered the demons to retreat and wanted to return to Lishan. He couldn't miss the opportunity presented by Zhen Yuanzi, who had come to him of his own accord.
But as soon as Chang Hao turned around, a familiar white mist appeared around him, and a large hand appeared out of thin air, trying to grab him away.
Chang Hao twitched his lips. So this was how Hongjun had been operating before. It seemed that his cultivation had improved. Look, if he resisted now, Hongjun would really have a hard time dragging him back to Zixiao Palace.
Should we go to Zixiao Palace?
Chang Hao hesitated for only a moment before making his decision: go. He really couldn't lend out the God-Slaying Spear without going to Zixiao Palace; he couldn't treat everyone like fools.
Hongjun remained seated under the peach tree, meditating. The vibrant peach blossoms could not melt away even a fraction of the indifference emanating from him. Only when Chang Hao arrived and Hongjun opened his eyes did that ethereal indifference diminish somewhat.
"Hongjun, you were looking for me?" Chang Hao looked him up and down; it was indeed Hongjun.
"What, you're not calling me Father God anymore?" Hongjun wouldn't say that he was actually looking forward to it, whether it was Father God or anything else, or even Master. Hongjun regretted his earlier rejection.
Chang Hao's face turned bright red. "It was just a joke, don't take it seriously."
“It doesn’t matter if it’s true,” Hongjun said with some disappointment, his tone becoming less friendly as he spoke again, “What are you doing? You promised not to interfere with the liches, don’t forget your vow.”
"I'm innocent! I didn't interfere. I was trying to save the Heavenly Dao," Chang Hao argued. "Luo Hou has already made his move, so we have to respond. Once the Witch-Slaying Sword is drawn, it's stabbing at the Heavenly Dao."
Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze empty and devoid of emotion.
Chang Hao took a step back, facing the Heavenly Dao directly; to be honest, it was somewhat terrifying.
Fortunately, Hongjun regained his composure in the next second, and gave Chang Hao a helpless look, saying, "Serves you right for talking nonsense."
"Although Heaven has this intention, it does not intend to exterminate the Lich King. The current situation is something that was not expected."
"The choice of the human race was made out of necessity. Now that you know that Rahu is behind the Slaughtering Witch Sword, do you have a solution?"
Hongjun suppressed the turmoil in his mind. If Chang Hao could resolve the chaos sooner, it would be a good thing.
"Emperor Jun forged the Slaughtering Witch Sword to break the formation. Lending Emperor Jun a weapon to break the formation is enough." Chang Hao took out the God-Slaying Spear and gave Hongjun a suggestive look. Luo Hou made the move, so let Luo Hou deal with it himself. Isn't the God-Slaying Spear stronger than the Slaughtering Witch Sword?
If you disagree, let Rahu argue for himself.
Hongjun remained silent for a moment, knowing that Luo Hou would be furious.
Chang Hao: "Whether it works or not, let's resolve it sooner rather than later, so as to avoid the devastation of the prehistoric world. Since Heaven intends for the human race to become the protagonist of the world, it should also know that this is an undeserved disaster for the weak human race."
"Why don't you give the God-Slaying Spear to Di Jun yourself?" Hongjun glanced down at the God-Slaying Spear. He didn't need this favor, but he could let Di Jun feel indebted to Chang Hao.
"There's a tiny misunderstanding," Chang Hao gestured, indicating it was indeed just a tiny one. "These are turbulent times, it's better to avoid trouble." He handed the God-Slaying Spear to Di Jun, and with the World-Destroying Black Lotus still around, the matter he had just tried to justify was about to take another turn.
"Very well, give it to me." Hongjun put away the God-Slaying Spear, thinking it would be good for Dijun to deal with this matter as soon as possible.
It wasn't that Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao were biased; it was simply that the Wu Clan's minds were not suited to governing the prehistoric world. The Heavenly Dao was also under great pressure, fearing that it might collapse if it wasn't careful.
Although there are many cultivators in the prehistoric world, it is extremely difficult to find someone like Di Jun. There was Dong Hua before, but unfortunately, he seems to be useless.
We finally have Dijun to step up and take the lead; we can't let him go, otherwise...
Hongjun glanced at Chang Hao with an ambiguous expression. The Heavenly Dao was always waiting for Dijun to give up and use Haotian to fill the hole. Being the Heavenly Emperor in the prehistoric world was a tough job.
Chang Hao felt a chill in his heart. He glanced at Hongjun a few times and only felt relieved after confirming that it was indeed him. "Hongjun, after the matter of the witch and demon is over, I will tell you a secret."
"A secret?" Hongjun asked curiously. "Is there anything about you that I don't know?"
"There are many more..." Chang Hao's eyes darted around. "Anyway, I'll definitely tell you next time I see you."
“There are no secrets between us,” Hongjun frowned, looking displeased. “You can tell me now.” He wanted to hear what secret Chang Hao was keeping from him.
"I said next time, and that's next time..." Chang Hao turned and ran. If he said it now, and was locked up in Zixiao Palace by Hongjun to reflect on his mistakes, that would be terrible.
Hongjun's large hand appeared behind Chang Hao, seemingly about to touch the hem of his clothes, but Chang Hao always managed to slip away at the last moment.
"You've really improved..." Hongjun smiled, feeling much more at ease. "You've managed to slip away from me, so you should be able to protect yourself in the prehistoric world."
Chang Hao hurriedly slipped back to Lishan. He actually managed to escape right under Hongjun's nose. It was unbelievable. Was Hongjun letting him off the hook?
...Demon Court...
“Di Jun, look what you’ve done,” Xi He said angrily. “I told you no to the matter of the Slaughtering Witch Sword, but you insisted on doing it anyway. Now look what’s happened. Listen to what Chang Hao has to say. If you still care about our child, then give up this idea.”
“Xihe, this matter is not as serious as Changhao said. As long as the demon race wins, the children can continue to patrol the heavens, and the karma they owe to the human race will soon be repaid.” Dijun was not stupid and was well aware of the consequences of slaughtering the human race.
However, compared to the troubles that might come in the future, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation right in front of him was a bigger headache for Di Jun. If he could not win, there would be no future.
"Cause and effect, karmic retribution, are not as simple as you say," Xihe said, her hair standing on end. "Today, the human race is weak, and you want to throw the souls of the human race into the cauldron to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword. Even the Goddess Nuwa is helpless. In the future, when my son is weak, no one will dare to object to how the great powers treat Lu Ya. Retribution, it really is retribution."
"Di Jun, have you ever thought about your own death? Have you ever thought about Tai Yi's death too? With all your relatives and friends gone, you'll leave Lu Ya with a mess. What will Lu Ya do?"
Xihe knew very well that if Xiao Shi had a brother by his side, he would never appear in this time and space all alone.
“Xihe, the situation isn’t that bad. Why are you so worried? The ten brothers will support each other and walk together, just like Taiyi and I.” Dijun had a long talk with Taiyi all night. Pangu’s true form wasn’t indestructible, but Dijun couldn’t bear to do it; the price was too high.
“The situation is not optimistic, elder brother. Sister-in-law is right. The Slaughtering Witch Sword cannot be forged,” Taiyi said as he entered from outside the hall, his dejection visibly evident. “If you act quietly and I don’t find out, that’s fine. But once I find out, our brotherhood will be severed.”
Taiyi was struck on the head by Chang Hao and realized that he could no longer tolerate his elder brother. "I would rather die in battle than let you use such underhanded tricks to allow me to survive. I would feel that I am burdened with sins that I can never repay even in death."
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