When Enemies Meet, Their Eyes Blaze with Hatred (Part One)

"Hurry up, I'm getting impatient!"

Chu Feng chuckled in disbelief. With a thought, twelve towering figures, exuding immense killing intent, appeared in the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Leading the group was the resolute-looking man, Dijiang from the advanced Primordial World.

The twenty-four Ancestral Witch faced each other across the void.

In an instant, the air on the Buzhou Mountain seemed to freeze.

"This..."

Zhurong's face was filled with disbelief. She could sense that the same fire law was surging within the man opposite her who looked exactly like her.

"Interesting, really interesting."

The Male Zhurong grinned, his eyes gleaming with a warlike light, openly sizing up Zhurong.

"Sister, what exactly happened?"

Gonggong, dressed in blue, possessed a cool and aloof demeanor. She looked at Dijiang in front of her, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

The Male Gonggong opposite her also sensed the same water-based law, but simply watched her silently with a complex expression.

The other Ancestral Witch, whether they were Tianwu, Qiangliang, Shebishi, or Xizi, were all deeply shocked.

They all greeted their alternate selves, creating a tense and eerie atmosphere.

Houtu quietly looked at the other Houtu opposite her, and could feel that the other person's heavy earth aura was no different from her own.

Upon hearing this, Dijiang burst into laughter and said to the Male Dijiang, "Come, let me see just how strong you are!"

That's exactly what I was thinking!

The Male Dijiang, was filled with fighting spirit. He took a step forward and declared, "Let me see what kind of methods I possess from another world!"

"Good!" Dijiang shouted, her figure instantly disappearing from the spot.

"Good timing!"

Almost simultaneously, the Male Zhurong challenged the female Zhurong to a duel. "Your other self, do you dare to compete with me in playing with fire?"

Zhurong raised a brow, her phoenix eyes blazing with Lie Yan light. "What's there to be afraid of!"

"War! War! War!"

In an instant, all twenty-four Ancestral Witch responded, each finding their own opponent and beginning the battle.

However, the outcome of the battle was unexpected by the male Ancestral Witch.

Just moments later, the Male Dijiang was trapped by Dijiang's even more sophisticated and complete Space Law, unable to move.

The towering Lie Yan of the Male Zhurong appeared dim and easily extinguished before Zhurong.

The battles of the other Ancestral Witch were similar, almost one-sided and overwhelming. The male Ancestral Witch were quickly defeated, and they were all covered in dust and dirt.

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

The Male Dijiang broke free of his restraints and exclaimed, "The laws of your world... are so perfect!"

The same supernatural power, but when you wield it, its power is completely different!

"Your strength is also considerable."

Dijiang concealed his aura, his expression remaining aloof, his guard largely lowered.

She has already acknowledged them; they are both Ancestral Witch with the same supernatural powers, only their laws are not perfect enough.

Seeing this, Chu Feng smiled slightly and said nothing more; all of this was within his expectations.

Although they merged their initial and intermediate Primordial World, they still fell short of the ultimate Primordial World.

Just then, Male Dijiang's gaze swept over the female Ancestral Witch.

Suddenly, his expression turned serious. "Since your world is in the late stages of a great calamity, I have a suggestion that might be of some help to you."

Upon hearing this, Dijiang and his entourage all looked at him with curiosity.

"As Fellow Daoist Chu said, the Witch-Demon Calamity is an irreversible trend of Heaven."

Male Dijiang's tone was filled with sorrow, "In our world, my Witch Clan was ultimately defeated and almost wiped out. I don't want to see the same tragedy repeat itself here."

Therefore, we have decided to change our appearance and join you as members of the rogue Witch Clan to participate in the final battle."

"This..." Dijiang hesitated.

Male Dijiang sighed softly, his gaze resolute, and said, "When the battle reaches its most critical moment, the twelve of us will voluntarily disperse our physical forms and transform into the purest essence to lend you a helping hand!"

With the help of our origin, you may be able to break through the shackles, attain the Hunyuan Great Dao in one fell swoop, and completely reverse the fate of our Witch Clan!

"No!"

Without a second thought, Dijiang resolutely refused, saying, "Our Witch Clan stands tall and upright, and we would never stoop to such means to achieve victory! Let alone sacrificing another of ourselves!"

"That's right! We'd rather die fighting than accept this kind of help!"

Zhurong and the others also spoke up, their expressions agitated; their pride wouldn't allow them to do so.

Seeing the atmosphere reach a stalemate, Chu Feng spoke up at the opportune moment, "Fellow Daoists, you are all originally one, formed from the essence and blood of the Great God Pangu."

It has simply evolved into different forms in different River of Time and Space; this is not a sacrifice, but a return to the original state.

Seeing Di Jiang hesitate, the Male Dijiang Dijiang couldn't help but sneer, "Our Witch Clan has always acted solely on passion."

Why are you being so hesitant and indecisive, you little girl?

If the Father God knew that his descendants looked like this, wouldn't Father God lose face?

"You!"

Dijiang flew into a rage, her delicate body trembling with anger, her phoenix eyes wide. "Who are you calling a little wench! When has my Witch Clan ever been afraid? But..."

Male Dijiang chuckled, "Aren't you a woman?"

Upon hearing this, Dijiang was momentarily speechless.

The Male Dijiang continued to persuade him, "Do you want to watch your people bleed like rivers? Don't you want to achieve the Great Dao and resurrect your Father God?"

Upon hearing this, Dijiang took a deep breath and slowly said, "Alright, I agree!"

In the Primordial World, the strong are respected, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches only revered Pangu. When Dijiang Male Dijiang say this, he was naturally moved.

If it were her, she would make the same choice as Male Dijiang.

After the discussion concluded, the twenty-four Ancestral Witch entered the Ancestral Witch Hall together.

Seeing their counterparts in another world, they had so much to say to each other, but Chu Feng didn't disturb them and left Buzhou Mountain alone.

Just then, a voice transmission sounded in his mind.

It was Male Di Jun's voice. "Fellow Daoist Chu, could you please take me and Taiyi to see us in this world?"

Chu Feng's lips curled up slightly, and he immediately agreed, "Okay."

Then, with a thought, he led the Male Di Jun and the Male Donghuang Taiyi to the Demon Clan's Immortal Court.

Chu Feng sense swept out, only to find that the male immortals under the Eastern Dong Wanggong's command were no longer there.

Little did he know that the male immortal in the hands of the Eastern Dong Wanggong had long been "killed" by the demon race, squeezed dry of everything.

At this moment, Di Jun was discussing important matters with the Demon God. She was stunningly beautiful, had a majestic demeanor, and possessed an aura of dominance that seemed to rule the world.

Suddenly, a thought struck her, and a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes. She looked up at the outside of the hall. "Chu Feng? What is he doing in my Demon Clan's Immortal Court?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Chu Feng appeared in the center of the hall.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, your presence is an honor. I have not been able to greet you properly; please forgive me. May I ask what brings you to my demon race?"

Although Di Jun was puzzled, he still asked politely.

After all, Chu Feng is powerful; what if he wants to join the demon race?

Chu Feng smiled calmly, "Di Jun, I have come today because someone wishes to see you."

"Oh?"

Di Jun was even more puzzled. Who exactly wanted to see him?

Chu Feng didn't offer any further explanation. With a gentle wave of her hand, two figures appeared beside her: the Male Di Jun and the Male Donghuang Taiyi.

When the Male Di Jun saw the Di Jun on the main seat of the hall whose aura was exactly the same as his own, his pupils suddenly contracted.

But he quickly turned his gaze to a man not far away.

The man, dressed in a Daoist robe and holding Dragon Head Staff, was none other than the former Head of Male Immortals, the Dong Wanggong.

A mocking smile instantly appeared on the Male Di Jun's face, "Dong Wanggong, what's wrong with you? Why have you become like a doorman for a woman?"

Upon being called out, the Dong Wanggong was taken aback, looking at the Male Di Jun with a face full of doubt, and frowned as he asked, "Who are you? I have no grudge against you, why do you humiliate me like this?"