Tian Hao left, but there was a smile on his face.
A double agent? Or perhaps he was helping no one but doing things for himself.
Whether it was the Demon King or the Haotian God, they were only pawns in his sches.
As long as these two clashed, Tian Hao could profit from it.
Of course, this was his own plan, whether it would unfold as he imagined was uncertain.
After all, neither the Haotian God nor the Demon King were ordinary people; their strength was above Tian Hao’s.
This gave Tian Hao a sense of urgency, wanting to improve his strength.
"Heh, a white-eyed wolf, do you really think I’ll trust you? When the ti cos, I’ll wipe you all out in one sweep," the Demon King sneered, full of disdain.
He glanced in a direction, saying nothing, but his eyes were filled with coldness.
At this ti, the Haotian God had already arrived in the Netherworld.
Within the palace of Houtu, the Haotian God descended.
At this ti, the palace of Houtu beca lively once more.
So of Houtu’s old subordinates returned imdiately, and others successively arrived.
Simultaneously, so immortals dispatched by the Heavenly Court ca to serve Lady Houtu as her aides.
This was not because the Great Emperor Ziwei did not trust Lady Houtu; since he decided to reappoint her, it was clear that he did not plan to pursue her past actions, and he trusted her sufficiently.
Those who ca were not here to monitor Lady Houtu, but purely to beco her subordinates and to be at her disposal.
With Lady Houtu’s wisdom, she naturally sensed this.
She couldn’t help but lant that this was where the Great Emperor Ziwei differed from the Jade Emperor.
The Jade Emperor could not trust anyone, but the Great Emperor Ziwei was different; he trusted many people.
This trust alone made many recognize the Great Emperor Ziwei and be willing to beco his followers.
This was wisdom, as well as a grand vision.
The Jade Emperor lacked this; he seed generous but actually harbored suspicion toward everyone.
Therefore, except for a handful of loyal immortal officials, the Jade Emperor had almost no staunch followers.
Not to ntion, figures like Sun Wukong and the Great Emperor Ziwei had life-risking friendships, unconditionally trusting each other.
She sat in the pavilion, watching everyone busy in an orderly manner.
Suddenly, Lady Houtu raised her head and looked in a direction.
A figure erged, none other than the Haotian God.
His gaze was blazing as he stared at Lady Houtu, then he smiled.
"Madam, it’s been a long ti," the Haotian God called out, walking toward Lady Houtu, warm and natural.
Looking at this face, which resembled the Jade Emperor’s by eighty percent, Lady Houtu’s gaze was sowhat confused. The image of the Haotian God overlapped with the Jade Emperor in her heart, making Lady Houtu feel a sense of unreality.
But soon, her eyes beca clear. Lady Houtu stood up, mana surging through her, staring coldly at the Haotian God, and said coldly, "Haotian, you dare appear before ? Do you truly disregard our Heavenly Court? Aren’t you afraid I’ll imdiately send word to the Heavenly Court, letting the Great Emperor Ziwei and others take action to capture you?"
"Would you do that? I am your husband, you are my wife. As a wife, how could you help outsiders against your own husband?" the Haotian God shook his head, sowhat disappointed, yet having a certain confidence in Lady Houtu, believing she would not do such a thing.
Lady Houtu’s gaze turned cold in an instant. She stared at the Haotian God and said coldly, "You are wrong, you are not my husband. My husband is the Jade Emperor, not so Haotian God. Please don’t talk nonsense and ruin my reputation."
The Haotian God’s brow furrowed, sowhat displeased, and said, "My wife, could it be that you are confused? The Jade Emperor is my avatar, I am the true form, the Jade Emperor is , and the Haotian God is also ."
Lady Houtu’s expression beca increasingly unpleasant as she stared at the Haotian God and coldly said, "The Jade Emperor is the Jade Emperor, and the Haotian God is the Haotian God. You are two different people, even though he is your avatar, but you are not equivalent to the Jade Emperor."
Saying this, Lady Houtu’s expression turned sowhat mocking, and she said blandly, "The Supre Overlord of the Demon Realm, Tian Hao, is also your avatar. What about now? He is an independent entity, unrelated to you."
Hearing Lady Houtu ntion Tian Hao, the Haotian God’s face darkened, and he said flatly, "Tian Hao’s betrayal was also my arrangent. I planted a suggestion in him, causing him to develop an independent mind and beco an independent entity."
Lady Houtu’s expression changed. The world thought that Tian Hao had been separated from the main body for too long, thus developing his own consciousness and becoming an independent entity.
No one expected that all this was arranged by Haotian himself.
With what Lady Houtu knew of him, the Haotian God was not soone who would make arrangents casually.
If he allowed Tian Hao to beco independent, it was evident that he had other sches, and the benefits brought by Tian Hao’s independence far exceeded those of rging with him.
Thinking of this, Lady Houtu couldn’t help but say, "You’ve truly calculated everything. What in this world is beyond your grasp?"
"Your thoughts. I don’t understand why you won’t acknowledge ," the Haotian God said frankly.
"You are not him," Lady Houtu said simply and swiftly.
The Haotian God’s gaze suddenly beca stern. He said coldly, "I don’t care about all that. I’ll give you one last chance: will you acknowledge ?"
He suddenly beca sowhat impatient, his entire body exuding a formidable aura.
The strong ones in the palace of Houtu sensed sothing was amiss and rushed over. Seeing the Haotian God, they felt a chill down their spines, yet none of them retreated.
They rushed over, trying to stand in front of Lady Houtu, unwilling to let anything happen to her.
"Scram."
With a light shout, the Haotian God turned and glanced at them.
They were instantly struck as if by a terrifying force, sent flying backwards.
They were shocked, realizing the gap between themselves and the Haotian God.
With a single glance from the opponent, they couldn’t withstand and were directly blown away.
If the Haotian God were to act, who among them could stop him?
If it weren’t for the fact that this was the palace of Houtu, perhaps the Haotian God would have already killed them.
In the end, he spared them in consideration of Lady Houtu.
Lady Houtu’s face darkened; she directly slapped him.
"Pa."
A crisp slap resounded. The Haotian God was actually slapped on the cheek, leaving a clear handprint on his face.
This scene left everyone stunned, all unable to believe what they were witnessing, sowhat at a loss.
The Haotian God was also dumbfounded. He hadn’t expected Lady Houtu to dare treat him this way, to slap him directly, and in front of so many people.
A murderous aura seeped out from the Haotian God.
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