Journey to the West: After the Great Sage listened to the advice, the three realms were all confused

To be honest, he really couldn't understand what Empress Pingxin was trying to do.

If someone said that the other party was afraid of the Styx Ancestor in the Sea of ​​Blood, he would be the first one to disbelieve it.

If Empress Pingxin was really that weak, she would not have been able to successfully establish the underworld and keep it going for so many years next to the horrible character of the Styx Patriarch.

Even though, Empress Pingxin has openly not cared about the affairs of the underworld for a long time.

But unfortunately, in this battle, Empress Pingxin hardly showed up from beginning to end.

Instead, now the underworld is sending troops to the Sea of ​​Blood to attack the ancestor of the Styx as if it were a toy.

Empress Pingxin, who doesn't really have anything to do with things, suddenly shows up and makes her presence felt.

What on earth is this woman thinking?

Kong Asan touched his chin, unable to figure it out.

"Forget it. This matter has nothing to do with me anyway. It's more comfortable to just watch the fun." Kong Asan muttered and simply put this puzzled problem behind his mind.

He lay down on the table again, closed his eyes and watched the live broadcast with his spiritual consciousness.

It would take some time for the underworld to reach the sea of ​​blood, so he first focused on the puppets of Emperor Fengdu and the Ancestor of the Styx who were still fighting on the battlefield.

At this moment, Emperor Fengdu was exhausted.

Although before this, he had fought back and forth with the puppet on the opposite side, it was impossible to tell who would win or lose.

However, after so much time had passed, no matter how strong the Emperor of Fengdu was, he still inevitably fell into a disadvantage.

After resisting the attack of the puppet in front of him again and taking several steps back, he finally offset the magic fluctuations and the King of Fengdu kept gasping for breath.

As the battle intensified, the Emperor of Fengdu had actually already fully understood the attack patterns of the puppets in front of him.

In fact, the opponent had been smashed by him many times in the past.

However, no one knows what method the manipulator behind the scenes used to quickly restore it to its original state.

The Emperor of Fengdu initially wondered if the other party had mastered the power of some law?

For example, turning back time or restoring items to their original state.

After so many rounds of fighting, he dispelled such speculation.

If the other party was really that powerful, he would have been killed by him thousands of times.

Instead of being like he is now, where he can't do anything to the other party and the other party can't do anything to him.

It was at this time that the Emperor of Fengdu suddenly remembered the ghost messengers and ghost soldiers who had been sucked dry by the puppet in front of him.

Could it be... Thinking that the other party's recovery might be related to his absorbed subordinates, the anger in the heart of Emperor Fengdu could not be controlled at all.

"How long are you going to keep hiding like this? Or do you think you can kill me here with just a puppet like this? Old Ancestor Minghe, hiding like this is not like your usual style!"

The King of Fengdu took a deep breath and tried his best to look relaxed.

The puppet opposite said stiffly, "Ha... Patriarch Minghe isn't here, so why would the Emperor bother to bring up a being that isn't even here?"

Little did he know that it was his title for the Old Ancestor of the Styx that made the Emperor of Fengdu even more certain that the enemy in front of him was definitely the Old Ancestor of the Styx.

The Emperor of Fengdu chuckled, "Ancestor Minghe, are you getting senile? None of these Shuras under your command are so bold as to call their respected ancestor by his name!"

The other party stopped talking.

Yes, after all, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.

It is obviously unwise to argue with the Emperor of Fengdu at this time. It is better to take down this troublesome guy as soon as possible.

Although absorbing the dead Fengdu Emperor will definitely not bring as much reward as absorbing the living Fengdu Emperor.

However, being able to absorb the Emperor of Fengdu is a happy event for the ancestor of the Styx.

Life or death is not that important anymore.

What's more, as long as he devours this guy, no matter how powerful that young Houtu is, what can he do to him?

Even more, when he becomes a saint with the help of the foundation of Emperor Fengdu, maybe the young Houtu will also be his food!

Once he eats Hou Tu, Yuan Shi and Lao Tzu will all be his meals, and they will be the food for him to improve his strength!

Just thinking about the possibility of such a scene happening made the old man of the Styx feel extremely excited.

The King of Fengdu, who felt a little disgusted by the gaze of the puppet opposite him, twitched his lips.

It must be that old monster from the Styx. I don’t know what he was thinking about, that’s why he looked at him with such a disgusting look.

However, his physical strength is now severely depleted. If he continues like this, he will definitely lose.

What method can be used to break this situation?

The Emperor of Fengdu had a headache. If he had known this earlier, he should have asked Kong Asan before coming if there was any other way to help him survive this disaster.

After all, Kong Asan can even give such a heaven-defying prescription, so it shouldn't be difficult to give him some advice.

If Kong Asan knew that the Emperor of Fengdu thought so highly of him, he would not be happy at all.

After all, the purpose of his appearance here is just to ensure that the demons in the underworld will not become powerful at the critical juncture.

He wasn't interested in interfering too much.

As for the situation caused by his indirect intervention? No way! As long as he didn't admit it, those things had nothing to do with him.

Just when the Emperor of Fengdu was secretly regretting his mistake, support from the underworld and heaven finally arrived.

"Emperor, we are here to help you!"

The leading Taibai Jinxing immediately shouted out his congratulations after seeing that the King of Fengdu was clearly at a disadvantage.

The Emperor of Fengdu did not expect that the people from Heaven would appear at this time.

The puppet opposite him didn't think so much.

The old ancestor of the Styx, who was hoping that new ones would be delivered to his door, laughed out loud when he saw so many "nutrients" coming out all of a sudden.

Just as the Styx Patriarch was about to speak, he suddenly thought of something and instantly raised his voice: "In that case, Wukong Asan will accept these."

"Kong Asan?" What was he talking about? The ghost messengers and heavenly soldiers and generals present looked at each other in bewilderment.

Taibai Jinxing was also stunned after hearing this name. Isn’t this the name of the miracle doctor who had told people that there was a demon in the sea of ​​blood?

Could it be that this was all directed and acted by the other party from the beginning?

The only one who wasn't fooled by these words was Fengdu Emperor, who sneered, "I never thought you would stoop so low as to slander others with such a clumsy lie! Old Ancestor Minghe, you are truly pathetic!"

The puppet on the other side was completely unaffected and still insisted that he was Kong Asan: "I told you, don't talk nonsense about other people who are not present. What is the identity of the Styx Patriarch? Do I, Kong Asan, need to pretend to be someone else?"

With just a few words, the Emperor of Fengdu made Taibai Jinxing understand the logic of the matter, and he twitched the corners of his mouth.

Although it is not certain whether the other party is really as the Emperor of Fengdu said, his true identity is the ancestor of the Styx in the Sea of ​​Blood.

But just because the other party insisted that he was Kong Asan, he must hate this person.