Chapter 939: Chapter 298: Thrown into Hell_6
“What’s the matter?”
The Empress became interested.
Since the Great Emperor Ziwei was being so impressive, she naturally wanted to do something for him as well.
Upon hearing the Ancestral Dragon’s words, the Primordial Empress immediately became intrigued.
Sun Wukong pondered for a moment, realizing what the Ancestral Dragon wanted to do.
He chuckled to himself, this old fox, obviously it’s something beneficial to himself, but in his mouth, it turned into helping the Great Emperor Ziwei.
Of course, if it really succeeded, it would indeed be beneficial to the Heavenly Court.
“I wonder if you know about the Sea Dragon Clan?”
The Primordial Empress nodded slightly and said, “Of course, I know them. What’s going on with the Sea Dragon Clan? Aren’t they your enemies?”
Regarding the conflict between the Sea Dragon Clan and the Dragon Clan over the title of True Dragon of the world, no living being from the Primordial era was unaware of it,
Though the Primordial Empress rarely concerned herself with worldly matters, she was aware of this issue.
The Ancestral Dragon nodded and smiled: “Indeed, but the Empress might not know that Long’ao of the Sea Dragon Clan has already pledged allegiance to the Wood God and is now one of his subordinates.”
The Primordial Empress’s eyes immediately brightened.
“Wipe them out.”
She said immediately, quite thrilled.
Being suppressed by the Wood God, nearly to the point of defeat.
To the Empress, she already held a grudge against the Wood God.
In the Empress’s heart, she also wanted to find the Wood God to vent her anger.
But she couldn’t find the opportunity to strike, nor did she know where to find the Wood God.
Now that she knew Long’ao was a subordinate of the Wood God, the Primordial Empress obviously wouldn’t let them off.
Her eyes flashed with brilliance, and she sneered: “That Wood God dared to make a move against me, naturally, he must pay the price. Now, where is the Sea Dragon Clan? Let’s annihilate them directly.”
“In the Four Seas, I will lead the way. With our strength, it’s no difficult task to slay Long’ao and destroy the Sea Dragon Clan.”
The Ancestral Dragon said with a smile, then glanced at Sun Wukong.
He still remembered Sun Wukong’s words, deciding not to vacillate any longer.
Since he had decided to stand with the Heavenly Court, he naturally had to make his position clear.
In such chaotic times, staying prudent was almost impossible, let alone for a strong figure like the Ancestral Dragon, renowned throughout the world.
Even if he didn’t seek trouble, trouble would find him.
The Primordial Empress was in a similar situation, she didn’t provoke the Wood God at all, yet the Wood God wanted to kill her.
“Alright, let’s set off now.”
The Primordial Empress stood up.
Jie shared the same resolve, eyes filled with murderous intent.
Sun Wukong smiled slightly, saying: “In that case, I, Old Sun, will also take action to wipe out this Sea Dragon Clan. Otherwise, they’ll constantly keep me in mind, treating me as the enemy who killed his son, always wanting to kill Old Sun.”
Thinking about Long’ao’s attitude, Sun Wukong was naturally well aware that they were in a situation of mutual destruction.
Only by killing Long’ao and exterminating the Sea Dragon Clan would he not find trouble with him in the future.
Otherwise, as long as there’s a chance, the other side will still make a move.
Joining the ranks of the Wood God’s camp, it actually explains everything clearly.
Their intention is to use the power of the Wood God to strike at him, kill him.
This is something Sun Wukong guessed wrong.
Long’ao was indeed willing to join forces with the Wooden God Supreme, leveraging his power to kill Sun Wukong.
But joining the Wood God’s camp was not his desire.
Long’ao, being a Supreme himself, contending with the Ancestral Dragon, how could he be willing to become someone else’s subordinate?
“I’ll go too.”
Nu Ba said excitedly.
“This humble monk is willing to go along.”
Fahai also spoke.
Such a battle, they were all Great Heavenly Venerates, how could they not go?
Lu Dongbin and the others were somewhat helpless, only now realizing that at the Heavenly Venerate realm, their level was indeed a bit lacking.
In such a great battle, they couldn’t even lend a helping hand.
They could only watch Sun Wukong and the others leave to engage in battle.
“We can’t just be slackers anymore; I must strive to improve my strength, aim to become a true powerhouse, able to share Huaguo Mountain’s and the Great Saint’s burdens.”
Lu Dongbin said solemnly.
He turned around, looking at everyone, solemnly saying: “Fellow Immortals, you all must start making efforts as well; we Eight Immortals can’t just idle away at Fruit Mountain, eating idly, waiting to die; otherwise, where would the face of us Eight Immortals go?”
“Strive hard, ascend to Great Heavenly Venerate.”
Han Xiangzi said solemnly.
“Strive hard, ascend to Supreme.”
These were the words of He Xiangu.
But no one dared to respond.
Ascend to Supreme?
Who dares to claim such a thing?
Among the future beings, besides the Tathagata Buddha and the Great Emperor Ziwei, who else became a Supreme?
They seriously thought about it and found that there wasn’t a single one.
Even the Great Saint and the Judicial Deity were only at the Great Heavenly Venerate level.
In fact, among future beings, even Sub-Paramounts were rare.
Now someone speaks of ascending to Supreme, how dare they respond?
“A bunch of cowards.”
He Xiangu said disdainfully, glancing at them.
Lu Dongbin: “…”
Aren’t they just being realistic?
Though everyone felt somewhat aggrieved, ultimately they said nothing.
Seeing their jovial manner, Fan Yao couldn’t help but laugh.
Instantly, all eyes turned to Fan Yao.
Fan Yao’s expression immediately froze.
She smiled awkwardly and said: “Why are you all looking at me?”
“Now, you are the only Celestial Immortal left.”
“Indeed, shouldn’t you make an effort? Not saying to reach Supreme, but can we at least achieve Heavenly Venerate?”
The crowd inquired.
Fan Yao considered it seriously for a moment, then shook her head with a look of grievance, saying: “I can’t do it.”