Chapter 470 A Desire to Live or Die
Hongjun remained silent, treating the Heavenly Dao as if it did not exist.
Having been rebuffed, the Heavenly Dao quietly retreated back into the Jade Disc of Creation. It was better not to show itself up and try to assert its presence; otherwise, Hongjun might erase its consciousness.
In the blink of an eye, Di Jun found himself no longer in the Pure Forest conjured by the Six Roots of Purity Bamboo, and his body had also changed; he was no longer the Golden Crow.
Then he saw the cracked earth beneath his feet, barren and desolate, with only a towering, dark tree standing there.
Rahu rested his hands behind his head and fell into a deep sleep, the demon god mark between his eyebrows almost transparent.
The decline of Tao and the rise of Demons was his declaration when he became a saint; conversely, the influence of the rise of Tao on him, this demon, was visible to the naked eye.
When an outsider enters the Demon Realm, Rahu awakens again, wondering which unlucky soul has fallen into the Demon Realm this time.
Upon seeing him, Rahu's eyes lit up. "Oh, isn't this His Majesty the Demon Emperor? How did His Majesty end up in the Demon Realm?"
Upon seeing Luo Hou suddenly appear before him, Di Jun was so startled that he took several steps back. When he realized who it was, his eyes widened, "It's you!!!"
Isn't this the great demon who almost caused his untimely death before he even got started?
"It's kind of you to still remember me," Rahu raised an eyebrow and said cheerfully, "My demon realm hasn't been lively for a long time. You've come at the right time. Play with me for a while."
Di Jun was shocked. What do you mean, "playing around"? This demon is murderous!
“Perfect timing. You have nothing of value, and I have no magical treasures either. It’s fair.” After saying this, Luo Hou reached out and grabbed at Di Jun.
Fairness my foot! Di Jun turned and ran. How could a quasi-saint at the peak be a match for a saint who had created a world and established his own path?
Damn it, the Golden Crow Transformation Rainbow Technique can't be used in the Demon Realm.
"I miss Jin Guang terribly. I wonder if Jin Guang will come to my Demon Realm if I capture you." Luo Hou teased Shangdi Jun like a cat, slowly and deliberately keeping him on the run until he was exhausted and desperately trying to escape.
Di Jun didn't even have time to think about how he ended up in the Demon Realm. This was terrible! Even before this demon became a saint, he was already incredibly powerful, almost sending them all to reunite with their father, Pangu. And now…
hehe……
Di Jun's true spirit was held in Luo Hou's palm. "Tsk, so weak. I'm very curious, are you and that golden light really father and son?"
Di Jun gritted his teeth, saying, "Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you."
Just when Di Jun thought Luo Hou would try to coerce and entice him a little longer, Luo Hou saw that Di Jun's true spirit was shining brightly with golden light, which was really dazzling. Displeased, Luo Hou crushed Di Jun's true spirit directly.
Di Jun: "..." He was even more capricious than when he was the Demon Emperor.
Luo Hou: Weakling, you're a waste of his time.
Hongjun looked up at Dijun, who had just been thrown into the Demon Realm and immediately returned dead, and his mood was not very pleasant. "Useless."
Di Jun said that he was staying in Qingjing Forest and was routinely repenting, so how could he suddenly be in the Demon Realm? It turns out that it was the work of the Dao Ancestor, which makes sense.
"Dao Ancestor..." Di Jun had just opened his mouth when Hong Jun suddenly repeated his previous actions, throwing Di Jun back into the Demon Realm.
How can one gain enlightenment by dying once? Only by dying several times will one know pain, fear, and the importance of being cautious in speech and action.
Familiar places, familiar people.
"It's you again." Luo Hou was just regretting killing him so easily, and now this guy is back again.
Luo Hou looked Di Jun up and down, wondering what methods this man had used to be resurrected.
Di Jun unleashed the True Fire of the Sun, striking first to gain the upper hand. It was a pity; if Xiao Shi had set the fire, it would have burned down the tree.
"I hate anything with golden light the most, and so do you." Stimulated by the True Fire of the Sun, Luo Hou, in a fit of rage, also killed Di Jun.
Only after the sun's true fire died down did Rahu regain his composure, and belated regret filled his chest once more.
"If that golden crow comes again, I'll spare it for now," Rahu muttered to himself. "If I don't kill it, what's the point of keeping it alive?"
The words had barely left his mouth when he found himself in a familiar place with familiar faces.
Luo Hou realized that someone was using him to deal with the bird. Why should he be someone else's tool?
Wait a minute, this feeling of being ripped off seems familiar...
"Why don't you just surrender to me? Anyway, you're no longer the Demon Emperor. Come to my Demon Realm, where there's plenty of room for you to achieve great things," Luo Hou tempted him, but to be on the safe side, he decided to observe the situation first.
If Jin Guang's father were to bewitch him into the demonic path, Jin Guang's face would surely be quite pleased. Didn't he boast that evil could never prevail over good? Let him see if Jin Guang, with a demonic father, would be willing to betray his own family for the greater good.
In other words, the fact that the golden sun, which all evils had fled from, turned into a dark sun only further proves the power of his demonic path, just as if he had defeated Hongjun.
Di Jun sneered, "You'd better go to sleep early." Anything can happen in dreams. As the Golden Crow, the epitome of righteousness in the world, known as the sun, how could he possibly fall into demonic possession? What a joke.
“Not bad.” Luo Hou hated being rejected. He would just make plans and then completely overturn them in the next second. He didn’t understand the word “fear”.
Luo Hou's smiling eyes suddenly turned cold, and the thick aura of killing intent emanating from him sent a chill down Di Jun's spine.
Before Di Jun could react, he was standing in the main hall of Zixiao Palace once again.
Hongjun couldn't stand it anymore, "Useless trash, you couldn't even last one move against Luo Hou."
Di Jun was very unconvinced. If he had brought his true form with him, he could definitely have withstood three... one move.
Di Jun dared not say how precious his true form was; he couldn't let it fall into the hands of the Demon Realm.
Di Jun stood in the Demon Realm once again. Luo Hou squinted at him, and the thick aura of killing intent that he unconsciously exuded made Di Jun shiver again.
No, Di Jun immediately realized that this was not an illusion; a sinister aura was invading his true spirit.
No, he doesn't want to become a cold, gloomy sun. The Demon Realm is a hellish place; it's not suitable for raising a golden crow.
"Wait..." Di Jun thought, even if he dies, he will still be thrown back. Although his true spirit is protected by the Investiture of the Gods, dying once is like being torn to pieces. Only those who have tasted the torment know the taste of suffering.
Luo Hou actually stopped. "What do you want to say?" For the sake of Jin Guang, Luo Hou forced himself to look Di Jun in the eye.
"I surrender!" Di Jun feigned surrender, but in reality, he was trying to buy time.
Luo Hou frowned. "Spineless." He hated people who lacked integrity the most.
Di Jun: "..."
Abnormal! How could there be such an abnormal person in this world? No wonder he was trapped in this place; the primordial wilderness can't contain him.
"Let me tell you, my son is the only Great Dao Saint in the world, how dare you..." Before Di Jun could finish speaking, he returned to Zixiao Palace.
"I do not accept threats." Rahu snorted coldly; he was just waiting.
"Dao Ancestor, Dao Ancestor, please have mercy! I know I was wrong!" Di Jun clutched his head, almost bursting into tears. Such a monstrous and troublesome person, even you, Dao Ancestor, couldn't handle him, could you? If you had, that person would surely have been reduced to ashes.
"Do you really know you were wrong?" Hongjun's indifferent voice echoed in Zixiao Palace.
"Yes, for Xiao Shi's sake, please don't make me go to the Demon Realm again." Di Jun wiped away a tear of bitterness for himself. What kind of human suffering is this, this life-and-death struggle?
"Not enough..." Hongjun waved his sleeve again...
Di Jun was tortured to the point of wishing for death by Luo Hou in the Demon Realm. He often felt that he had figured out the demon's thinking, but the next moment everything collapsed.
The key issue is that Luo Hou himself doesn't know what kind of reaction Di Jun would give to satisfy him.
Di Jun is wrong no matter what he does, he makes mistakes whether he does nothing, he keeps quiet, he surrenders, he is wrong no matter what he does, so he is right.
If Chang Hao knew the truth, he would tell Di Jun to treat this devil as nothing and just ignore him.
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