Myriad Immortals Seek to Kill the Queen Mother of the West, the Twelve Ancestor Witches Enter the Battle

"Niu Niu?"

Nan Ji asked belatedly, "Where is Niu Niu?"

"The Queen Mother of the West is Niu Niu. Niu Niu is the Queen Mother of the West."

Houtu was so anxious she was nearly in tears.

"Ah!"

Only then did Nan Ji realize.

No wonder the Queen Mother of the West had such a fiery temper, yet had been willing to act on his behalf at the Purple Cloud Palace.

No wonder she had not even wanted to hear another word from Bihai Yuanjun, yet had been willing to travel to the Eastern Sea for him.

So she was Niu Niu.

Now everything made sense.

Realizing this, Nan Ji had no time to explain matters to the Three Pure Ones. He transformed into his true form, a spirit crane, and flew into the sky.

"Stop!"

Seeing the immortal crane flying from Xuanqing Peak on Kunlun Mountain, East King Duke paused the command flag in his hand slightly.

After giving it some thought, he concluded that the crane before him belonged to the Three Pure Ones.

Ordinarily, he would have given the Three Pure Ones some face, but today was his chance to establish his authority before the living beings of the Great Desolation.

How could he stop the formation now that it was already in motion?

Seeing this, Nan Ji channeled his mana and shouted, "East King Duke, why are you running wild on my Kunlun Mountain?!"

East King Duke's face darkened. He had never expected a mere immortal crane to dare speak to him like that.

With a grim expression, he replied, "By the Dao Ancestor's decree, I am the leader of the male immortals of the Great Desolation. What business is it of yours?"

If those words had been spoken to any other living being in the Great Desolation, they would have been highly effective.

Any saint would sense it vaguely upon hearing the Dao Ancestor's title.

Yet there were two people in the Great Desolation who did not fear the Dao Ancestor, and both happened to be on Kunlun Mountain. Nan Ji was one of them.

Nan Ji said, "What business is it of mine?"

As he spoke, Nan Ji raised the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above his head and shouted, "Our Kunlun lineage consists of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun's personal disciples. You surrounded Kunlun without cause and destroyed our mountain gate. Is this the Dao Ancestor's arrangement?"

Those words gave East King Duke a fright instead.

Especially when he saw the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda appear, he became wary of Nan Ji's identity.

"As for the damage to Kunlun Mountain, I will compensate my three senior brothers in the future. Who are you to question me?"

"And who are you?"

At this moment, East King Duke naturally did not wish to waste words on the immortal crane before him.

But since Nan Ji had spread his voice throughout the Great Desolation with mana, he had no choice but to respond.

He had come this time to establish his authority, but he could not let others think him tyrannical.

"Me?"

Beneath the shelter of the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, Nan Ji returned to human form after speaking.

Nan Ji!

East King Duke's pupils contracted.

"So it's you!"

He had a deep impression of Nan Ji.

In his memory, Nan Ji had first been personally granted a front-row seat by Dao Ancestor Hongjun at the Purple Cloud Palace, then had been kept behind by the Dao Ancestor after the lecture ended.

As the leader of the male immortals, East King Duke had an exceptionally deep impression of him.

At that thought, East King Duke's expression flickered uncertainly.

Especially now that the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda had appeared, proving that the Three Pure Ones supported this first disciple as well.

"Since you know who I am, why have you surrounded my Kunlun and destroyed my Xuanqing Peak?"

Nan Ji's voice remained just as imposing.

Seeing Nan Ji press him so relentlessly, East King Duke snorted. "You are merely a junior. Why should I explain myself to you?"

At that moment, the remaining eleven Ancestor Witches emerged one after another from the spatial rift.

At Houtu's signal, Zhurong shouted directly, "Twelfth Sister, why waste so many words on him?"

Then Zhurong's body abruptly expanded, reaching tens of thousands of zhang in an instant.

Roar—

With a roar from Zhurong, he extended a hand entwined with Divine Fire of the Celestial Capital and smashed it toward the Myriad Immortals Formation.

Bang—

Dark red flames collided with the barrier formed by the Myriad Immortals Formation.

The enormous impact forced Zhurong back half a step, while two cultivators within the Myriad Immortals Formation died instantly.

Seeing this, East King Duke began to doubt whether his decision had been correct.

Who could have expected that using the Queen Mother of the West to establish his authority would draw out the disciples of the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestor Witches one after another?

But once an arrow had left the bow, how could it turn back?

Though uneasy inside, East King Duke still laughed. "The Myriad Immortals Formation is the Immortal Court's greatest formation. It gathers the mana of tens of thousands of immortals. How could you, Zhurong, possibly break it?"

"Ah!"

Zhurong did not waste any more words on East King Duke. He continued swinging his fists at the Myriad Immortals Formation.

"Brothers and sisters, let's go!"

Worried about the Queen Mother of the West, whose fate remained unknown, Houtu secretly transmitted a message to Nan Ji, then led the remaining Ancestor Witches in a charge.

In an instant, twelve enormous figures appeared between heaven and earth.

Their appearances were fierce, and different powers of law swirled around them as they savagely battered the Myriad Immortals Formation with brute force.

For a time, thunderous explosions rang out continuously above Kunlun Mountain.

After receiving Houtu's transmission, Nan Ji searched in the direction where the Queen Mother of the West had fallen earlier.

Before long, Nan Ji found the gravely injured giant white tiger.

She leaned weakly against the side of a mountain, her huge tiger eyes already vacant. When she saw Nan Ji arrive, an enormous tear welled up in her eye.

"Big... Brother..."

After Niu Niu struggled to speak those three words with her massive body, her tiger eyes closed heavily, and she fell unconscious.

Seeing this, Nan Ji hurriedly stored her within the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda and ran toward Xuanqing Peak.

"Eldest Martial Uncle, Master, Martial Uncle, save her!"

Before even reaching Xuanqing Peak, Nan Ji had already begun shouting at the top of his lungs.

When he arrived at Xuanqing Peak, Nan Ji saw that the doors of Changsheng Hall were already open.

He immediately understood that his master Yuanshi had stopped cultivating and was waiting for him.

Without another thought, Nan Ji swiftly flew into Changsheng Hall.

Upon entering Changsheng Hall, Nan Ji saw Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian all standing inside.

"Eldest Martial Uncle, Master, Martial Uncle, hurry and save Niu... Martial Aunt Queen Mother of the West."

As he spoke, Nan Ji took out the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda.

The three said nothing more. Laozi was the first to take the pagoda and release the Queen Mother of the West.

When Laozi released her, the Queen Mother of the West had already returned to human form. Her eyes were tightly shut, and it was impossible to tell whether she was alive or dead.

"Eldest Martial Uncle?"

Nan Ji asked anxiously.

But Laozi shook his head and said, "Alas, this... her foundation has been damaged. I'm afraid..."

Upon hearing this, Nan Ji's eyes immediately turned red. Casting aside his usual respectful demeanor, he flew straight out of the hall.

Laozi blankly watched Nan Ji's departing figure. After a moment of stunned silence, he continued, "I'm afraid she will be unable to recover for ten thousand years. Her life is not in danger, however."

Tongtian looked at Nan Ji rushing out, then at the unhurried Laozi. He dearly wanted to say something.

But he instinctively glanced at Yuanshi and did not dare utter a word.

Yuanshi also helplessly withdrew the hand he had been about to use to strike Tongtian. He said, "Big Brother, look how anxious Nan Ji was. You should have said it faster."

Laozi was not angered by this. He merely said, "Nan Ji has a gentle temperament. This is not necessarily a bad thing."

Seeing that his eldest brother Laozi had already made his own calculations, Yuanshi said nothing further.

As for the Myriad Immortals Formation, the Three Pure Ones were not worried in the slightest, for there was a great expert standing behind them.