strokinit Chapter 662 is a performance for the Three Realms, and even more so for the Western Religion!
Chapter 662 is a performance for the Three Realms, and even more so for the Western Religion!
The supreme ruler of the Three Realms? He's nothing more than a pawn on someone else's chessboard.
A Heavenly Sage? He's nothing but a piece of trash that the Heavenly Dao can discard at any time for the sake of the greater good.
What's the use of anger?
Could he defeat the two Western Saints?
Those two guys working together, I'm no match for them.
Can he defy the will of Heaven?
Everything he had came from the will of Heaven. If the will of Heaven decreed his death, he had no chance to resist.
revenge?
How can we take revenge?
He's a joke now, a useless Heavenly Emperor who can't even protect himself.
and many more……
A thought, like a bolt of lightning, appeared in Haotian's mind.
Niu Ben!
Yes! And there's Niu Ben too!
Niu Ben does not believe in the laws of Heaven; instead, he follows the path of proving the Way through force. His strength is unfathomable, and even the laws of Heaven cannot easily suppress him.
The two Western Saints didn't dare utter a single word in his presence.
The will of Heaven? In his eyes, it's probably nothing but a fart!
I can't do it, but he can!
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure that stood silently in the hall, like a mountain.
That was his only hope!
"Senior Brother Niu Ben!"
Haotian's voice was hoarse and dry, yet it carried an unprecedented sense of determination.
"In the past, I, Haotian, was blind to your true worth!"
"I...I'm so sorry to Yao Ji, I'm so sorry to my nephew!"
"I hate it! I wish I could skin those two bald monks from the West alive, grind their bones to dust!"
"But... I can't do it!"
Haotian raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, tears mixed with humiliation and regret rolling down his cheeks as the Heavenly Emperor.
"Senior brother! I beg you! Please help me!"
"As long as the Western Religion pays the price, as long as I can avenge my sister's family! I, Haotian, will give you my life, my position as Heavenly Emperor, and even the entire Heavenly Court!"
"Please, help me!"
After saying that, he kowtowed again, bowing deeply.
In the entire Lingxiao Palace, only his sorrowful and resolute plea echoed in the empty hall.
Niu Ben quietly looked at Haotian, who was kneeling in front of him, having completely abandoned all dignity. There was no ripple in his cloudy old eyes.
It was as if all of this was within his expectations.
He didn't immediately help her up, nor did he immediately answer.
He was just waiting.
When this Heavenly Emperor finally crushes and buries the last bit of pitiful pride in his heart.
Only in this way can he become a qualified knife to stab at the Western religion.
Haotian knelt there, motionless.
He could feel Niu Ben's gaze on him, a gaze as calm as a stagnant pool, yet as heavy as the entire primordial world.
Every minute, every second, is torture.
He didn't know if Niu Ben would agree, and he didn't even know if his desperate plea was just another joke in the other person's eyes.
But he had no other choice.
This was his only chance, his only hope.
Just as Haotian's mind was about to be crushed by the heavy silence, Niu Ben finally spoke.
Get up.
His voice remained flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Haotian's body trembled, but he didn't move. He raised his head and stared intently at Niu Ben with his bloodshot eyes, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.
Niu Ben looked at him like this and sighed softly.
"Rest assured, I've come for this very reason."
One sentence made Haotian feel as if he were hearing heavenly music!
He agreed!
He actually agreed!
A surge of joy welled up in Haotian's heart, almost bringing tears to his eyes.
But Niu Ben's next words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly calming him down.
"After all, my disciple Yang Jian is also your nephew."
These words, like a needle, pierced Haotian's heart, neither too hard nor too soft.
Yes.
The reason Niu Ben was willing to take action was ultimately for the sake of his apprentice, Yang Jian.
I was just an afterthought.
However, that no longer matters.
The important thing is that they now have a common enemy.
"Thank you, senior brother! Thank you, senior brother!" Haotian hurriedly kowtowed again.
"Alright." Niu Ben waved his hand impatiently. "Put away your airs of being the Heavenly Emperor and stop with the formalities. If you want revenge, do as I say."
"Yes! Yes! Senior brother, please speak! Haotian will definitely do as you say!" Haotian quickly got up from the ground, bowed, and acted like the most obedient student, his attitude extremely respectful.
He now feels a mixture of respect, fear, and gratitude towards Niu Ben.
This complex mix of emotions made him dare not disobey in the slightest.
Niu Ben paced back and forth, then put his hands behind his back and began his real plan.
"The first step is to decide what you should do and what you should continue doing."
"Huh?" Haotian was stunned and didn't react.
What should we do, and what should we continue to do?
What should I do now? Capture Yang Jian?
"Your brain has really been dulled by sitting on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor." Niu Ben glanced at him, his eyes full of disdain.
"Just keep sending people to capture Yang Jian."
"What?" Haotian was taken aback, almost thinking he had misheard.
Why are we going to capture Yang Jian?
"Senior brother, this... Yang Jian, he..."
"Idiot!" Niu Ben cursed without any politeness. "Do you think revenge is like children fighting? Going straight to the Western Paradise and causing a ruckus?"
"Those two bald monks are cunning and have been operating for countless eons. They have long since turned Mount Ling into an impregnable fortress. Even if you fill the entire Heavenly Court with it, you might not get the better of it."
"To deal with these kinds of people, you have to use their methods against them!"
Haotian was scolded mercilessly, but dared not utter a single word in rebuttal. He could only nod repeatedly in agreement, while his mind was racing to understand the meaning behind Niu Ben's words.
Use their methods against themselves?
"Listen carefully." Niu Ben's voice became deep and magnetic, as if it possessed a bewitching magic.
"You shall continue to send troops to capture Yang Jian, and do so in a grand and public manner, making it known throughout the Three Realms. However, this capture shall not be the kind of capture where you fight to the death as before."
"You're putting on an act, understand? All bark and no bite. Every time, you put on a show of Heaven's fury, making it seem like you'll bring the traitor to justice at all costs, but every time you let Yang Jian 'luckily' escape, even letting him win a few battles and kill a few heavenly soldiers and generals, making his name resound ever louder throughout the Three Realms!"
Haotian's eyes grew brighter and brighter as he listened.
He got it!
This is a case of praising someone to death!
No, this isn't just flattery to kill; it's an act! An act for the Three Realms, and even more so for the Western Religion!
"And then?" Haotian asked impatiently.
"Then, when the time is right, you, the Heavenly Emperor, should act like you're at your wit's end and are furious." Niu Ben's lips curled into a cold smile.
"You should go to the Western Spirit Mountain yourself."
"Just cry to those two bald monks, saying how rebellious your nephew is, how powerful he is, how your Heavenly Court has suffered heavy losses, and how you really can't do anything about him."