Account Reconciliation

Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

For the Chaos Realm, several thousand years is not a long time. Not only have the 36 Sages of the Primordial Era reached perfection, but now there are tens of thousands of Quasi-Sages in the Primordial Era. It can truly be said that Golden Immortals are not worth much, and Great Luo Golden Immortals are everywhere. Any race that does not have a few Quasi-Sages to govern it is embarrassed to even establish itself.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Dao avatar of the Primordial World, over these thousands of years, acted like a tireless gatekeeper, keeping wave after wave of chaotic demons who came to test the world's boundaries.

According to incomplete statistics, more than three hundred Chaos Demon Gods have been crushed by the Heavenly Dao Avatar. Their cultivation levels ranged from the sixth level of the Saint Realm to the early eighth level. There were lone, independent demon gods, small groups, and even several groups of regular troops from the top two hundred powers. Without exception, all were crushed by the Heavenly Dao Avatar with overwhelming power, their origins devoured by the Primordial Heavenly Dao, becoming nourishment for the growth of the Primordial Realm.

The origins of over three hundred Chaos Demon Gods—what an immense wealth that is! In the past few thousand years, the world's defenses have increased fivefold in thickness, and the perfection of the Heavenly Dao Laws has reached an unprecedented level. Now, the defensive strength of the Primordial World is such that even a peak Eighth Heaven Demon God would have to carefully consider whether they could break through it.

The deaths of so many Chaos Gods naturally attracted the attention of other Chaos Gods. Although Chaos Gods were not common in the past, they could still be found if they searched. However, in the past few thousand years, at least several hundred Chaos Gods have died, which has made the already scarce number of Chaos Gods even worse, and they have finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

Deep within the chaos, in a void ravaged countless times by the aftershocks of the laws, dozens of terrifying auras slowly awakened like dormant volcanoes.

This chaotic war, which lasted for thousands of years, finally made the Chaos Gods realize that something was wrong.

The cause lies with a high-ranking demon god—the "Heavenly Eye Demon God." He was born with a divine eye capable of seeing the very essence of things, and in the chaos, he was akin to a know-it-all in the martial arts world, never interfering in the conflicts of any faction. However, for thousands of years, he watched helplessly as demon gods, both familiar and unfamiliar, vanished one after another. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and used his divine eye to trace the fates of those vanished demon gods—

Then, he saw an invisible hand.

That hand manipulated the threads of fate within the chaos, turning the God of War and the God of Space into bitter enemies, igniting the former subordinates of the God of Destruction and the God of Devouring into irreconcilable conflict, and inexplicably drawing previously uninvolved forces into the melee. The owner of that hand was deeply hidden, but the Heavenly Eye God still managed to detect a faint clue—a wisp of extremely subtle demonic law aura, carrying a chilling will of destruction.

The news spread, and chaos trembled.

Those powerful figures who had fought tooth and nail finally stopped their battle. They began to reflect—was this war really necessary? The God of War and the God of Space certainly had old grudges, but it shouldn't have escalated to the point of abandoning their home base; the former subordinates of the God of Destruction and the God of Devouring had their share of friction, but it shouldn't have developed into a fight to the death.

Someone is sabotaging us behind the scenes.

This thought, like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, instantly sobered up the bloodthirsty demons.

Thus began an unprecedented reconciliation meeting.

For the first time, hundreds of Chaos Gods, including the God of War, representatives of the former subordinates of the God of Destruction, and the God of Devouring, sat down at the same negotiating table.

At first, the atmosphere was tense. The War Demon and the Space Demon glared at each other across the table, while the representatives of the Destruction Demon and the Devouring Demon crossed their arms, neither willing to speak first. But under the mediation of the Heavenly Eye Demon, they finally began to exchange information—the "attacks" they had each encountered over the years, the "intelligence" they had received, and the "evidence" they had discovered.

After checking the accounts, everyone fell silent.

All the evidence proves that someone is manipulating things behind the scenes, trying to sow discord among the Chaos Gods.

The conflict between the Destruction Demon God and the Devouring Demon God began when a group of mysterious figures attacked both sides' territories simultaneously. Both sides believed the other had struck first, but now, upon tallying the accounts, they realized that they had been taking the blame for countless others and had been fighting for no reason for thousands of years, with their minions dying one after another.

Then came the fury! I had to find this person and kill him.

And soon news came that "all the clues ultimately pointed to the same person—Rahu."

As for why all the clues point to Luo Hou, isn't it simple? Ever since Xuan Bao decided to make Luo Hou the scapegoat, he has been leaving things in various locations, and in the end, the blame will always fall on Luo Hou.

……

The moment the name was uttered, all the Chaos Gods present were stunned.

Rahu? That guy has fled into Chaos like a stray dog? Where did he get the audacity to stir up trouble in Chaos?

The Heavenly Eye Demon God's divine eye cannot lie. Those altered lines of fate, those forged evidence, those instigated conflicts—all traces clearly point to that figure shrouded in black mist.

"That's Luo Hou!" The War Demon God gritted his teeth. Already short-tempered, he slammed his fist on the negotiating table, shattering it in his hand. "How dare you treat me like a monkey!"

"So that's why I've had so many bad luck these past few years. Turns out someone's been stabbing me in the back." The Space Demon God sneered, the spatial laws around him fluctuating like boiling water. "This score needs to be settled properly."

The other demons also expressed their opinions, filled with righteous indignation. In an instant, "annihilating Rahu" became the consensus of all the demons present.

However, just as the crowd was filled with indignation, a calm voice suddenly rang out: "Gentlemen, please wait."

The one who spoke was a demon god who had always remained silent—the Demon God of Time. He wasn't ranked very high among the Chaos Demon Gods, but he was extremely senior, said to have existed even before Pangu created the world. He rarely spoke, but when he did, his words were always to the point.

"Rahu truly deserves to die," the Space Demon God said slowly, "but have you ever considered this—Rahu was nothing but a stray dog; where did he get the ability to orchestrate such a massive scheme within the chaos?"

These words caused everyone present to fall silent once again.

Yes. No matter how cunning Luo Hou is, he is nothing more than a defeated general whose strength has been greatly diminished. How could he possibly forge evidence that even the God of War and the God of Space cannot distinguish? How could he possibly mobilize so many resources to set fires everywhere in the chaos? How could he possibly deceive the eyes and ears of so many demons present and manipulate all of this silently?

"Unless—" the Time Demon's gaze deepened, "there's someone else behind him."

This statement, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirred up a thousand waves.

The Demon God of War frowned and said, "You mean? The real mastermind is still hiding in the shadows?"

"It's just a guess." The Time-Space Demon God shook his head. "But if it's not so, there's no way to explain why Rahu was able to stir up such a huge storm in the chaos."

The Space Demon God snorted coldly: "No matter who's behind him, find out Luo Hou first, and the truth will come out naturally."

"That's right." The War Demon God stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. "Therefore, we will all pool our resources and resources to send troops to hunt down Rahu with all our might. We must find him alive or dead!"

"I second that!"

"I second that!"

In an instant, the demons present responded one after another. A "rebellion-suppressing coalition" composed of dozens of elite demons and funded by more than a dozen top-ranked chaos giants was established in just a few days.

At this moment, Luo Hou was hiding in one of his secret strongholds on the edge of chaos, looking at the intelligence jade slip in his hand with a livid face.

"We've been exposed..." He gritted his teeth, crushing the jade slip into powder. "Those idiots actually sat down!"

He had thought his plan was ingenious and could hold out for at least several thousand more years. He planned to reap the benefits once the chaotic giants were exhausted from their battle. However, he never expected that a single Heavenly Eye Demon God would completely shatter the situation he had painstakingly built over thousands of years.

"No, we have to run." Luo Hou made a decisive decision and began packing up the essential items in the stronghold. "We can't stay in Chaos any longer. Once those giants join forces, my cultivation level is simply not enough to satisfy their teeth."

He frantically calculated his escape route in his mind. Return to the Primordial World? No way. That brat Xuanbao is even more troublesome than the Chaos Demon Gods; going back would probably just be walking into a trap. Escape to the deeper reaches of Chaos? That won't work either. Those Chaos Demon Gods who are doing their jobs will definitely chop him into pieces if they see him, and they will surely block the main passages in Chaos; he can't go far at all.

Just as Rahu was caught in a dilemma, a blue figure appeared silently behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Rahu, it's been a long time."

Luo Hou turned around abruptly, his pupils contracting sharply—he saw Xuan Bao standing not far behind him, arms crossed, a signature lazy smile on his face, looking at him with a grin.

"You... how did you find this place?!" Luo Hou's voice was filled with disbelief. His stronghold was extremely well hidden, with dozens of concealment restrictions laid out on the outside. Even the Heavenly Eye Demon God would not be able to find it easily.

"You don't need to worry about that." Xuanbao waved his hand, then slowly walked up to Luo Hou, looked him up and down, and said, "Tsk tsk, Fellow Daoist Luo Hou, you've been doing quite well in the Chaos these past few days. Your cultivation has even reached the peak of the sixth level of the Saint Realm—I admire you, I admire you."

Luo Hou's face turned pale and then red, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "You came here just to mock me?"

"Of course not." Xuanbao's smile faded, and he said seriously, "I'm here to save you."

"Save me?" Luo Hou frowned.

"Do you think you can escape the pursuit of those giants all by yourself?" Xuanbao shook his head. "The Anti-Rebel Alliance has already been formed, and hundreds of Chaos Gods are searching for you throughout the Chaos. It won't be long before they find this place. By then, do you think you'll still have a chance to survive?"

Luo Hou fell silent. He knew that Xuan Bao was telling the truth.

"But I can help you." Xuanbao changed the subject. "I can help you escape capture, and I can even help you regain your strength—as long as you agree to one condition."

Luo Hou stared at Xuan Bao for a long time before slowly asking, "What are the conditions?"

"It's simple." Xuanbao grinned and held up one finger. "Starting today, work for me."

Luo Hou's face instantly turned extremely ugly: "You think I'd be your subordinate?"

"Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it." Xuanbao shrugged, turned around and pretended to leave. "Then you can just wait to be captured by those Chaos Giants and have your tendons and skinned alive."

"Wait!" Luo Hou gritted his teeth and called out to Xuan Bao.

Xuanbao stopped, turned around, and looked at him with a smile: "Have you figured it out?"

Luo Hou took a deep breath, as if making an extremely difficult decision: "Okay... I promise you."

"Fellow Daoist Luo Hou, since you've agreed, we need to go through the formalities." Xuan Bao stopped and took out a cyan rune the size of a fingernail from his robes. The rune was crystal clear, with patterns of three thousand laws flowing across its surface, radiating a heart-palpitating pressure—it was Xuan Bao's specially crafted "Law Restriction."

Luo Hou's pupils contracted slightly: "This is..."

"Just a little bit of insurance, you should understand, right?" Xuanbao held the rune in his palm, his tone as relaxed as if he were introducing a small toy.

Luo Hou: ...Can I say I don't understand?

"Don't worry, this thing won't affect you or restrict your actions. It only serves one purpose—to ensure that you don't reveal any information about the Primordial Era, about me, or about everything you've done over the years under any circumstances. Incidentally, your life or death is also in my hands, and I think you should be well aware of your current situation."

Luo Hou's expression turned somewhat ugly: "Are you trying to completely silence me?"

"Just to be on the safe side, I think you'll understand," Xuanbao shrugged, smiling innocently. "After all, you're the number one wanted criminal in the Chaos right now. What if you get caught by those big shots one day and accidentally let slip that I'm involved too? That wouldn't be good. Sacrificing one person for the happiness of millions, isn't that a good deal?"

Luo Hou: To be honest, Luo Hou is starting to regret it. He should have just self-destructed on the spot and given himself a quick death. Now his life is no longer his own, and he has to take the blame for others. He is the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou. It would have been much more satisfying to just self-destruct.

Luo Hou remained silent for a long time, finally letting out a long sigh, closing his eyes. So be it, he had no other choice now; he had chosen this path, and he would finish it, even if he had to crawl. "Come on."

Xuanbao didn't stand on ceremony. With a flick of his finger, the cyan rune transformed into a stream of light and entered Luo Hou's brow. Luo Hou's body, which offered no resistance, shuddered violently. He felt a cold and domineering force seep into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness through his brow, like an extremely intricate giant net that enveloped his primordial spirit, memories, and core of laws.

Seeing that Luo Hou, the scapegoat, had been completely controlled, Xuan Bao felt a sense of urgency. It wasn't for any other reason than that he knew time was running out and the prehistoric world was still too weak. But now, he could only take it one step at a time.