Chapter 100 The Return of the Demon Ancestor As for the turbid evil spirit, Fuxi and Luohou have fought each other several times. Although Fuxi's understanding of the devil is still far inferior to Luohou's, but in the devil world, Fuxi is more than capable of replacing any of the three great demon kings. In the chaotic purple-black space-time channel, Fuxi's eyes were full of wisdom. A book in the Epochal Corridor was opened by Fuxi. Many words flashed before his eyes. Fuxi raised his lips and smiled: "This is truly God's will." A bright red light bloomed between Fuxi's eyebrows, and the power of the sea of red dust was drawn over by Fuxi with the help of the star Chihuan, and wisps of bright light representing desire bloomed. Reproduction, survival, intercourse, and many other most instinctive desires of all living things shroud Fuxi. Thousands of spiritual lights flickered and flickered, and the surging and deep demonic energy around Fuxi suddenly erupted. The Jiuyuan Tianyi turned into a black cloak, his beard became thick, his hair became black, his eyes were gloomy, and the Dongjun sword at his waist turned into a long and narrow black demonic blade. In just a moment, Fuxi had transformed into the face of Luohou, even the aura, Fuxi and Luohou were exactly the same, without the slightest difference. The faceless celestial being represents the true form of the desire for reproduction in Fuxi’s own worldly desire system. Fuxi did not take reproduction as the foundation, but integrated the desire for reproduction with the great way of life, thus creating this heartless and faceless statue, which is ever-changing and can replicate the true form of desire, the cultivation system, the life essence, and the breath of the primordial spirit of any living being between heaven and earth. As long as Fuxi had fought with the opponent before and obtained some of the opponent's qi, he would be able to perfectly replicate the opponent's body and cultivation system. Fuxi had fought with Luohou several times and was already familiar with Luohou's aura.
With the face of Luohou, Fuxi's body turned into a long rainbow and disappeared in the time and space channel. The colorful desires gathered into a round hole. Fuxi passed through desire, took a step forward, and entered the realm of desire. Seeing the myriad colors and misty lights, after entering the Desire Realm, Fuxi discovered that the Desire Realm was quite different from what he had imagined. Fuxi originally thought that the Desire Realm was a five-colored sea similar to the sea of red dust, but the Desire Realm that now appeared in front of Fuxi was a vast world like the void. There are no so-called mountains, rivers, and streams in the Desire Realm, or it can be said that the mountains, rivers, and streams in the Desire Realm are actually the power of desire surrounding Fuxi. The firm thoughts of living beings are like the endless mountains, the weak thoughts of living beings are like the tiny rivers, the angry thoughts of living beings are like the gushing lava, and the sad thoughts of life are like the continuous heavy rain. Shuttled among the clusters of desire and light, Fuxi actually felt like he was shuttling among mountains and ridges. Although this feeling is not as real and bright as the real world, the characteristics of the desire realm where desires have evolved into all things also make Fuxi feel quite interesting. Fuxi passed through many light balls of desire and used the magic heart-demon escape technique to anchor the boundless desires in the desire realm. With one move, he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and arrived at the center of the desire realm. Here, Fuxi saw the real existence, not the towering devil palace evolved from desire, with black bricks, purple jade, copper pillars and brackets. The solemn and austere Demon Palace was surrounded by long, pitch-black rainbows that slowly revolved around it. In these black rainbows, Fuxi felt the aura of the heavenly demons at the Golden Immortal level. These powerful people who are capable of dominating the outside world can only guard the gate of the Demon Palace here. This demon palace is called the Heavenly Demon Palace. It is the center of the Desire Realm, a treasure that suppresses the destiny of the demons, and also the palace of Luohou. Fuxi looked at the many forbidden magic lights flashing around the Heavenly Demon Palace. Fuxi did not hide his figure and aura, and walked towards the Heavenly Demon Palace openly. "Welcome back Demon Ancestor!" Rays of demonic light fell in front of Fuxi and transformed into more than ten powerful demons with powerful auras, wearing black robes, and whose faces could not be seen. They half-knelt on the ground of the Demon Palace and spoke respectfully to Luohou. After taking a look at these powerful demons, Fuxi ignored them and walked directly into the Heavenly Demon Palace with Luohou's facial expression. Fuxi disappeared in the black cloud. The dozen or so powerful demons who were half-kneeling in front of the Heavenly Demon Palace looked at each other and saw the surprise in their eyes. "Didn't the Demon Ancestor go to the Eastern Continent to join the Demon Ran Xuan Sect? Why did he suddenly return?" "Don't you understand? The Demon Ancestor is in a bad mood. I'm afraid this trip will fail. We'd better stay away from the Great Palace, lest those Demon Lords get scolded and become unhappy, which will affect us."
In the Great Palace of Heavenly Demons, powerful demons knelt on both sides of Luohou, and sat on the Heavenly Demon throne on the high platform of the hall. With his cloak draped behind him, Luohou placed his hands on the armrests on both sides of the throne, looking coldly at the powerful demon who was bowing in the hall below, with an extremely cold light in his eyes. "Ziyin, you have always been in charge of the West Sea, right?" The cold and gloomy voice echoed in the Heavenly Demon Palace. The Ziyin Demon Lord, who was at the front of the hundreds of powerful demons, trembled. Looking at Luohou with cold eyes above him, his heart tightened, knowing that what was coming had finally come. Ziyin walked forward quickly, bowed to Fuxi, and said, "I am responsible. Minghe was rescued by outsiders and destroyed the Blood Sea Demon Palace. I am responsible for this. Please punish me, Demon Ancestor." "Since you know you are wrong, why didn't you immediately inform Yi Que and others to capture Minghe after the incident in the West Sea? The West Sea is related to the great affairs of our demon sect. If the Twelve Heavenly Demon Vortexes are lost, do you think you can bear the responsibility?" "Please forgive me, Demon Ancestor. I have already contacted Yu Qi, Ju Shan, Yi Que, and Shi Zi, and issued a Heavenly Demon Penalty Order. They must kill Minghe within ten thousand years. Otherwise, I will deprive them of their demon seeds and demonic luck, and throw them into the Heavenly Demon Prison." Cold sweat trickled down Ziyin's forehead. He didn't dare look directly into Fuxi's cold eyes and spoke with his head lowered. "The Great Devil Prison? Humph! There's no need to go through so much trouble. If the four of them fail to kill Minghe within ten thousand years, then they don't need to go to the Great Devil Prison. Simply drain the devilish nature and evil thoughts in their bodies and elect a new headmaster from the four great devil palaces in the West Sea." Fuxi spoke in a low voice, demonic energy surged around him. The terrifying demonic energy like a deep abyss pressed down on all the powerful people in the Demon Palace like a canopy, causing these powerful demons to tremble and experience the rage in Luohou's heart firsthand. Minghe is an innate god-demon who was contaminated by Luohou. Luohou values Minghe very much and even plans to let Minghe take charge of the West Sea Demon Sect in the future. Now that Minghe has been freed from demons by others, it is no wonder that Luohou is so angry. "Ziyin, you failed to supervise properly, causing the Styx to escape the control of our magic sect. You should stop interfering in the affairs of the West Sea in the future." When Fuxi said this, Ziyin's expression changed slightly. He wanted to refute, but looking at Fuxi's cold face, Ziyin finally did not dare to say any words of objection. (End of this chapter)