Bifang Seeks Revenge, Cihang Joins the Battle

It was rare to encounter a Nascent Soul cultivator who practiced the path of the physical body and didn't hold prejudice against the Witch Race. Jiu Feng was willing to befriend him.

Although Cihang had just broken through to the Golden Immortal realm, Jiu Feng was very optimistic about his future.

"Go back and recover quickly. Tomorrow, many of your clansmen will likely challenge you!"

Seeing that Cihang looked a bit disheveled, Jiu Feng didn't want to delay his recovery any longer and turned to leave first.

After watching Jiu Feng depart, Cihang returned to his temporary dojo.

Due to the battle with Ming Yan, Cihang's appearance was somewhat disheveled, but he wasn't weak.

The previous battle seemed fierce, but it hadn't reached his limit.

Although he had just entered the Golden Immortal realm, his magical power was nearly double that of other cultivators at the same level, comparable to the peak of the early Golden Immortal stage.

This was the benefit of having a strong foundation and deep reserves.

In just a moment, Cihang's physical body and magical power had fully recovered.

After his cultivation recovered, Cihang began to comprehend the gains from this battle, continuously refining the Azure Dragon Battle Skill.

Previously, he had focused mainly on Nascent Soul cultivation. Although his physical body had also broken through to the Golden Immortal realm, his crude battle skills prevented him from fully unleashing its power.

The night passed in the blink of an eye. As the first ray of light appeared in the sky, a large number of the Witch Race had gathered below Cihang's spiritual mountain.

Some clansmen who hadn't witnessed Cihang's tribulation also came out of admiration, wanting to witness the body-refining methods of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Cihang, inside his cave dwelling, also noticed the commotion outside.

"These Witches are truly fond of fighting, but this is exactly what I need!"

Cihang smiled faintly and then stepped out of his cave dwelling.

As soon as Cihang stepped out, he was warmly welcomed by a crowd of Witch Race cultivators.

Needless to say, what followed were rounds of exciting competitions and sparring.

Cihang stayed with the Witch Race for a hundred years.

During this century, he didn't go into seclusion again. Besides recovering his magical power, he was constantly fighting with different Witch Race cultivators.

Even with his profound accumulation, he found it somewhat overwhelming.

However, the benefits were also obvious. Cihang now had complete control over his physical strength, and the Azure Dragon Battle Skill had become increasingly refined and powerful.

Even his Nascent Soul cultivation had become more solid and profound through these battles.

Through a hundred years of fighting, Cihang had also become more familiar with the Witch Race. To reciprocate their hospitality, he refined some pills and talismans for them.

These were pills and talismans for recovering from injuries and magical power, as well as enhancing the essence of the physical body.

The Great Desolation was not peaceful nowadays, and the Witch Race had a great demand for pills and talismans.

Because of this, Cihang became even more popular among the Witch Race.

Witches from other tribes also frequently came to Cihang to exchange for pills and talismans.

In return, the Witch Race also collected many Spiritual Roots and spiritual medicines for Cihang. Although they were not innate, they all had their unique uses.

These Spiritual Roots were transplanted into the Glazed Grotto-Heaven.

After a hundred years, the Glazed Grotto-Heaven had changed significantly.

Not only were there the Spiritual Roots transplanted by Cihang, but the Grotto-Heaven itself had also spawned spiritual trees and values containing vitality.

Everything was developing in a positive direction.

'Now that I have completely mastered the power of my physical body, there's no significant meaning in staying here any longer!'

Cihang suddenly had the idea of leaving.

Although the atmosphere of the Witch Race was good, it ultimately didn't belong to him.

"Cihang, Cihang, do you have any more healing pills?"

A clamor suddenly came from outside the cave dwelling.

Cihang walked out of his cave dwelling and saw Ming Yan and a few others who were seriously injured.

"What happened?"

Cihang formed hand seals, gathering the surrounding life force and channeling it into the severely injured individuals.

Nourished by the life force, their injuries immediately recovered by more than half.

As soon as they recovered, more heavily wounded Witch Race cultivators arrived one after another.

Cihang used the Spirit Nurturing Art to heal their injuries one by one.

Looking at these heavily injured Witches, Cihang's heart couldn't help but feel heavy.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, our injuries wouldn't have healed in less than a hundred years!"

After their injuries recovered, Ming Yan's voice was no longer as weak as before.

"What exactly happened? Why are you so severely injured? Did you go to war with the Demon Race?"

While there had always been conflict between the Witch Race and the Demon Race, a full-scale war had not yet erupted.

Could the conflict between the Witch and Demon races have escalated?

"I don't know what's gotten into that Bifang, but it actually led a group of demons to provoke us near the tribe."

"Hmph, how could we possibly let them provoke our Witch Race like this? You may see that we're injured, but the Demon Race suffered even more casualties. It's just a shame I can't continue to kill demons!"

Ming Yan showed a look of regret. Although his injuries were no longer serious, he couldn't even think about continuing to fight.

"Demon God Bifang? Didn't Great Witch Jiu Feng intervene?" Cihang quickly asked.

"Of course, the Great Witch intervened. Although Bifang is also a Demon God, it's definitely no match for the Great Witch." Ming Yan had a kind of blind confidence in Jiu Feng. Not only Ming Yan, but the other members of the Witch Race also showed expressions of agreement upon hearing this.

Bifang is probably here for revenge this time!

These members of the Witch Race didn't know, but Cihang was very clear. Although he didn't know why Bifang was making a move after such a long time, the only reason Bifang would rashly attack was probably because of Chiyu. Speaking of which, this matter had started because of him.

"You all heal yourselves properly here. If any more tribesmen return injured, just give them this Spirit Recovery Pill!" After handing the pills to Ming Yan, Cihang transformed into a beam of light and headed out of the Witch Race territory. Before Ming Yan could even try to stop him, Cihang had already disappeared.

As soon as he left the Witch Race's territory, Cihang sensed the commotion of a great battle from afar. Without any hesitation, Cihang headed straight for the battlefield. He shouldn't have been involved in the conflict between the Witch and Demon races, but this time was different. It had started because of him, and he couldn't completely stay out of it. Moreover, after being pursued by Chiyu for tens of thousands of miles, he was still very resentful. Now was the time for these demons to pay the price.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Before even getting close to the battlefield, Cihang could feel the terrifying residual power of the fierce battle. The center of the battle between Jiu Feng and Bifang had been razed to the ground. Even the cultivators from both races were desperately avoiding the area to prevent being caught in the crossfire. Cihang didn't try to be brave and intervene in such a battle; instead, he leaped into the Demon Race ranks.

Although it was only for a moment, Cihang could see that Jiu Feng was not at a disadvantage. Compared to Jiu Feng, the situation for the other members of the Witch Race was not optimistic. Although the Witch Race had strong individual combat power, they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

"Bang, bang, bang!" With a wave of his hand, an Azure Dragon manifested, instantly killing several Mysterious Immortals of the Demon Race. The Jade Divine Seal also transformed into a green mountain, smashing down towards the Demon Race. He hadn't used any Spiritual Treasures when sparring with the Witch Race, but he wouldn't hesitate against the demons. These demons were all entangled in karma, so Cihang had no psychological burden when attacking them.

With Spiritual Treasures and battle skills unleashed simultaneously, no one could resist Cihang for the moment. In just a short while, nearly a hundred demons had fallen by Cihang's hand. Cihang showed no signs of stopping, powerfully killing demon after demon.