The Demon Race's Fury
In the past, Di Jun and Xihe Heavenly Marriage, and after countless Yuanhui, these ten Little Golden Crows were born.
Now, one has died at the hands of Kuafu, and eight have died under Hou Yi's arrows!
Only one in ten survived!
This alone was enough to enrage Di Jun to the point of utter madness!
And Taiyi were also filled with blood!
He had no children of his own, and he treated his elder brother's ten sons as his own!
Now, of those ten children, only this one remains!
Two incredibly terrifying killing intents locked onto Hou Yi.
Under the oppressive aura of these two Quasi-Sage, Hou Yi was even unable to lift his longbow!
"Demon Emperor Dijun!"
"Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"
Hou Yi gritted his teeth and endured the terrifying pressure that was pressing down on his body, blood flowing from his mouth and nose.
The Chaos Bell was lifted high by Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
In the sky, oppressive dark clouds shrouded the surrounding area for tens of thousands of miles!
Thick, angry thunder rumbled within the dark clouds.
The two people standing in the air looked from Hou Yi's direction.
It was as if the might of heaven had descended upon us!
"Pooh!"
Hou Yi thought to himself with disdain.
What kind of bullshit Heavenly Might is this?
The Witch Clan has never believed in these things!
However, under the attacks of these two Quasi-Sage, he, a Daluo Golden Immortal, would likely face certain death!
A hint of resentment flashed in Hou Yi's eyes.
He was not one to easily accept his fate.
A vast amount of magical power gathered in his left arm, and he slowly raised the longbow in his hand!
Hou Yi's every move was naturally observed by Di Jun and Tai Yi.
"A stubborn resistance!"
Taiyi snorted coldly, and the Chaos Bell in his hand burst forth with boundless Dao light, making the flowers, birds, fish and insects carved on it seem to come alive.
"Die!!"
The Chaos Bell, wreathed in fury, was violently thrown down by Taiyi and struck Hou Yi!
The murderer who killed his eight nephews will eventually die by his hand!
You're dreaming!
Another voice roared!
An endless spatial barrier stood before the Chaos Bell.
Even though the Chaos Bell possessed the power to break through earth, fire, water, and wind, under these countless obstacles, its fierce power, which was determined to completely shatter Hou Yi, was ultimately stripped away layer by layer!
"Zuwu Dijiang, are you trying to stop me?!"
Before Hou Yi, figures appeared one after another.
Exactly eleven people, no more, no less!
Upon seeing the Eleven Ancestral Witches appear, a hint of apprehension flashed in Di Jun and Tai Yi!
Although Houtu Earth Ancestral Witch Houtu, has already entered the Reincarnation and is no longer an Ancestral Witch, the Witch Clan has also lost the ability to form the Twelve Dutian Divine Fiends Great Array Formation!
However, the strength of the remaining Eleven Ancestral Witches should not be underestimated!
Dijiang glanced at Di Jun and Taiyi, whose faces were filled with rage, and smiled contemptuously.
"Stop you? So what if I try to stop you?!"
It is true that Hou Yi, the Great Shaman under his command, killed your son, Di Jun.
But didn't my million Witch Clan people also die innocently under the scorching heat of that Golden Crow Divine Fire?
And that Great Shaman Kuafu, was killed by your men Di Jun.
These are all just the cycle of cause and effect; retribution is inevitable!
Dijiang looked at Di Jun and Taiyi with a hint of disdain!
Even the most simple-minded Witch Clan wouldn't believe that ten little Little Golden Crows attacked and killed Kuafu!
In the eyes of the Ancestral Witches, it must have been Di Jun who ordered someone to assassinate Kuafu, which led to Kuafu's death.
All of this, including the death of that Little Golden Crow, was entirely its own fault!
Seeing Dijiang's completely indifferent expression, Di Jun's anger intensified!
Ultimately, there are suspicious circumstances surrounding his child's death!
The Grand Formation set up outside the Fusang Tree was something he had painstakingly designed.
With the Little Golden Crow's abilities, there's no way it could escape.
This can only be achieved under the influence of external forces.
But now, none of that matters anymore!
The image of the Little Golden Crow crying helplessly in the air, finally falling downwards after being pierced by an arrow, remained etched in Di Jun's mind.
His children, in the end, died at the hands of the Witch Clan!
In the previous planning, Di Jun agreed to Bai Ze's suggestion to observe first and then act.
Now, all of that has been forgotten.
Only one thing was on Di Jun's mind.
That is, war!!
The overwhelming fighting spirit dyed half the sky crimson.
Dijiang grinned and said.
"You want war?"
"Good!"
"Then let's fight to our hearts' content!!"
A faint spark flew from Zhurong's hand.
Endless frost seemed intent on freezing everything before them!
Thunder, imbued with the might of heaven, followed in quick succession.
Time is ever-changing.
Space itself is turned upside down!
"When--!"
A bell tolls, attempting to suppress everything.
The River Diagram and Luo Book appeared, seemingly intent on bringing the entire world into their array!
On the ground, the ten Demon Saints led the Demon Race army in an attack on the Witch Clan Territory!
This battle will be earth-shattering!
Inside the Zixiao Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Since that secret plot by the Sages, the Four Saints have gathered here again.
After everyone bowed to the Dao Ancestor, Zhunti spoke to Laozi Yuanshi in a surprised tone.
"Senior brothers, why isn't Senior Brother Tongtian here today?"
Laozi and Yuanshi's expressions froze, and a surge of resentment towards Tongtian welled up in their hearts!
After Tongtian withdrew that day, the three brothers never saw each other again.
Laozi and Yuanshi did not actually know where Tongtian was.
However, in front of Zhunti and Jieyin, they naturally wouldn't tell the truth.
Laozi sighed softly and then spoke.
"My third brother has some profound insights but is still in seclusion, so he cannot come."
Whether others believe it or not, Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun are determined to stick to this claim!
Zhunti did not press the matter further.
He was acutely aware of the breakdown in the relationship between the Three Pure Ones.
Although he longed to see the Three Pure Ones part ways, he was not in a hurry to achieve it.
After exchanging a few brief words, their conversation moved on to the Primordial World!
"What's the next step?"
The Dao Ancestor spoke slowly and deliberately.
Laozi then answered respectfully.
"Next, Chang'e should ascend to the Taiyin Star after consuming the elixir, followed closely by Hou Yi."
Although the battle between the Witch-Demon and Demon races on the ground was quite fierce, it was still not enough in the eyes of the Sages.
The wrath of the Witch Clan is not yet intense enough!
It hasn't reached the point where the Ancestral Witches wanted to destroy the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, and thus angrily struck Buzhou Mountain!
Therefore, they need to add fuel to the fire and completely ignite the wrath of the Witch Clan!
This design involves Chang'e of the Human Race and Hou Yi of the Witch Clan!
The relationship between the Human Race and the Witch Clan is quite peculiar.
Fuxi was both the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the holy teacher of the Human Race.
Therefore, under his influence, the Human Race and the Witch Clan have become quite close.
With frequent exchanges between them, marriage alliances between Human Race and Witch Clan came about!