Encountering Injustice on the Road? Or Trouble Coming to the Door?

Leaving the Houtu Tribe, Li Wuyang's target was clear: the main peak of Buzhou Mountain. According to Hou Yuan, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun would be lecturing on the Great Dao at Zixiao Palace atop Buzhou Mountain, and those fated could attend. Calculating the time, it seemed to be very soon!

This was a heaven-sent opportunity! Perhaps he could gather information about Primordial Father there, or find clues to return "home."

His cultivation had advanced greatly, and Huaihuai was faster, speeding along like lightning.

Along the way, the signs of conflict between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race became increasingly apparent. Shattered mountains and rivers, scorched earth, and occasionally, small-scale battles erupted in the distance, their malevolent energy soaring into the sky.

Li Wuyang strictly adhered to the principle of "staying low-key," doing his best to avoid trouble and taking detours.

One day, they passed through a barren mountain range. Suddenly, intense energy fluctuations and shouts of battle came from ahead!

His spiritual sense swept over the area, and he saw a group of sinister-looking cultivators surrounding a small squad of Witch Clan warriors. The Witch Clan warriors were clearly at a disadvantage, suffering heavy casualties, and were cornered. They were on the verge of annihilation.

And among the besieged Witch Clan warriors, Li Wuyang spotted a familiar small figure—it was the tiger-headed, missing-a-tooth young Witch Clan boy who had given him fruit at the Houtu Tribe back then! He had grown into a young man now, but the childlike innocence was still on his face. At this moment, he was covered in blood, wielding a stone axe, desperately resisting, his eyes filled with fear and defiance.

Li Wuyang's brow furrowed.

Save him? Or not save him?

Saving him meant getting entangled in the vortex of the Witch-Demon conflict, potentially exposing his whereabouts and attracting greater trouble.

Not saving him? Seeing that once innocent little boy about to die tragically, how could he live with himself? Moreover, the Witch Clan had been kind to him.

"Damn it! I can't worry about that anymore!" Li Wuyang hardened his heart. "Little Fire! Go! Save them!"

"Roar!" Little Fire had long been itching for a fight. Upon receiving the order, it instantly transformed into a crimson lightning bolt, roaring as it charged into the fray! Flames erupted from its mouth, instantly incinerating several Demon Race cultivators!

With the Sky-Gazing Roarer, an Earth Immortal (Spirit Refinement and Void Return) level being, joining the battle, the situation instantly reversed!

The Demon Race cultivators were horrified. "Sky-Gazing Roarer?! It's reinforcements for the Witch Clan! Retreat quickly!"

But it was too late. Little Fire was incredibly fierce. Li Wuyang also unleashed his axe, sending several sharp energy slashes from a distance. Huaihuai rode the clouds to disrupt them, Yingying sprinkled healing powder on the wounded Witch Clan members, and even Jinbao took the opportunity to knock out a demon soldier with a stone.

In an instant, the small Demon Race squad was annihilated.

The young Witch Clan boy, having survived by a thread, leaned on his stone axe, breathing heavily, and looked at Li Wuyang and his powerful companions with disbelief.

"Dao... Dao Child Your Excellency?! It's you! You've really returned!" He recognized Li Wuyang and shouted excitedly, tears almost streaming down his face.

Li Wuyang walked over and patted his shoulder. "It's okay now. Why were you ambushed here?"

The young man said indignantly, "We were a patrol squad from the tribe. We never expected the Demon Race to have infiltrated so deeply... Thank you, Dao Child Your Excellency, for saving my life!"

His gaze towards Li Wuyang was filled with admiration and gratitude.

Li Wuyang helped them treat their wounds and was about to leave when he suddenly frowned.

He sensed a powerful demonic aura rapidly approaching from a distance! Its speed was extreme, far surpassing those of the common soldiers from before!

"A powerful expert is coming! Let's go!" Li Wuyang's expression changed, and he urged the young Witch Clan members to retreat quickly.

However, it was already too late.

A golden streak of light, like a meteor, streaked across the sky and instantly landed not far in front of everyone.

As the light dissipated, a demon youth in golden robes, with a sinister expression and a single horn on his forehead, was revealed. His aura was powerful; he was indeed at the peak of the Earth Immortal realm, just one step away from becoming a Heavenly Immortal!

His cold gaze swept across the corpses of the demons littering the ground, finally settling on Li Wuyang and Little Fire, his killing intent palpable.

"How dare you kill the demon generals under my command, Golden Suan King? You... are incredibly bold!"