A divine dragon bearing a pair of multicolored wings hovered above the heavens.
Starlight like a divine waterfall poured down from the Nine Heavens, falling upon its body.
The aura emanating from it shook even the eternal azure sky.
This was an extremely terrifying Exotic Divine Dragon.
The moment it appeared, it forcefully sent the three God and Demon Dao Lords surrounding Gu Xi flying backward with blood spurting from their mouths.
It was ferocious beyond measure.
Many Great Supernatural Beings immediately recognized the identity of this winged divine dragon.
This winged divine dragon was none other than Ying Long, the Dragon Clan's fourth strongest expert in ancient times!
This shocked many Great Supernatural Beings. Many of them had thought Ying Long had fallen during the ancient war between the three clans.
Yet they had never expected Ying Long to have survived until now.
"The Dragon Clan has hidden itself deeply indeed. Everyone says the Dragon Clan has declined, but who would have thought this old relic was still alive?"
"He was truly good at lying low. After the war between the three clans in ancient times, he never appeared in Hong Huang again... Everyone thought he was dead, but who would have expected him to still be perfectly alive?"
Many Great Supernatural Beings sighed in amazement.
"Hahaha, that is our Dragon Clan's Ancestor Ying Long. He is still alive!"
Many Dragon Clan experts were beside themselves with excitement when they saw Ying Long's figure.
The news that Ying Long was still alive had always been one of the Dragon Clan's highest secrets.
Only the Four Seas Dragon Kings knew of it.
Now that the many Dragon Clan experts learned that their clan actually still had such a powerful ancestor alive, how could they not be excited?
"That is Ying Long?"
"He came forward to help me?"
Gu Xi looked at Ying Long's figure in the sky.
A trace of astonishment could not help appearing on his face.
He had not expected that just as he was preparing to use Heavenly Punishment to slaughter the three God and Demon Dao Lords, Ying Long would appear and forcefully protect him.
Though grateful, he also felt somewhat helpless.
He truly did not need anyone to protect him.
Of course, he would remember this goodwill.
"Everyone, give me some face and withdraw!"
Ying Long swept his divine gaze across the surroundings and spoke loudly.
His voice was sonorous and powerful, carrying an overwhelming dominance.
"Hmph. Since Fellow Daoist Ying Long has spoken, I will give you this much face."
One of the God and Demon Dao Lords whom Ying Long had sent flying with blood spurting from his mouth glanced at Ying Long warily, then unwillingly transformed into a streak of light and vanished.
"What an Ying Long. I will remember today's favor."
Another injured Dao Lord snorted coldly and left as well.
The last injured Dao Lord said nothing and simply vanished into thin air.
Ying Long's appearance made the many God and Demon Dao Lords coveting the divine position on Gu Xi deeply wary.
After all, Ying Long had been an expert whose might shook Hong Huang since ancient times.
He had become famous even earlier than the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the others.
Even now, no one knew exactly what realm he had reached.
Yet no one doubted that he was a Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerate.
Out of fear of Ying Long, many God and Demon Dao Lords could only abandon their original intentions.
They had no choice but to give Ying Long some face.
But not everyone was willing to give Ying Long face.
Twelve towering figures overflowing with monstrous baleful aura suddenly descended.
At that moment, the entire sky turned blackish-red, filled with endless baleful aura.
"The Twelve Ancestral Witches!"
"Gasp! Those twelve fiends have come as well."
Many Great Supernatural Beings felt their hearts tremble slightly upon seeing those twelve towering figures.
Even East King Duke and West Queen Mother above Purple Mansion Prefecture turned incomparably solemn when they saw the Twelve Ancestral Witches descend.
"Ying Long, will you retreat on your own, or shall we tear you apart!"
Di Jiang Ancestral Witch stared coldly at Ying Long, vast spatial divine power surging around him.
The void around him folded layer upon layer, with no telling how many layers there were.
The other eleven Ancestral Witches also stared at Ying Long.
It was as though they would attack the moment words failed them.
Ying Long's expression became exceedingly grave.
He had originally thought that his appearance would be more than enough to help Gu Xi escape this predicament.
He had never imagined that the Twelve Ancestral Witches would also set their sights on the divine position upon Gu Xi.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were true top-tier giants in present-day Hong Huang.
Or rather, the reason the Witch Race could become one of the two great hegemonic races of Hong Huang was because of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Every one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was immensely powerful.
If the Twelve Ancestral Witches joined forces to form the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation—
Then perhaps beneath the saints, no one could be a match for the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Ying Long understood this as well, which was why his heart was so heavy.
"This time, I fear I cannot fulfill Second Brother's instructions."
"With the Dragon Clan's current circumstances, we cannot afford to offend the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"
Ying Long sighed helplessly, looking at Gu Xi with a hint of apology.
At that moment, Gu Xi happened to look toward Ying Long and immediately understood what he meant.
Gu Xi smiled.
Naturally, he also understood that the Twelve Ancestral Witches were not easy to offend.
Or rather, in present-day Hong Huang, there were only a few who dared offend the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"Senior Ying Long, I am already deeply grateful that you came forward to help me."
"Leave the rest to me!"
Gu Xi smiled at Ying Long, then took a step forward and appeared before the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"Hahaha, Human Race Gu Xi, you truly do not know the immensity of heaven and earth. Leave it to you? What can a mere Primordial Great Sage like you do against us?"
Gong Gong Ancestral Witch laughed loudly. The green python coiled around his hand and the black dragon beneath his feet also hissed and roared along with his laughter.
"Human Race Gu Xi, strip away the God of Seasons and hand it over to us. Then kill yourself, and we will not make things difficult for the Human Race."
Ju Mang Ancestral Witch said coldly.
"Hand over the divine position of the God of Seasons, and we will spare the Human Race!"
Zhu Rong, Ru Shou, and Xuan Ming, the three Ancestral Witches, also looked coldly at Gu Xi.
Houtu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, she said nothing.
At this point, nothing she said would matter anymore.
"Hahaha, it is not only your Witch Race that wants the divine position of the God of Seasons. Our Demon Race wants it too."
Another burst of laughter rang out.
The sun in the sky seemed to suddenly expand by a full circle.
The sunlight abruptly became incomparably brilliant.
A vast beam of Solar Divine Light shot down from the sun.
Within that enormous divine light floated a cloud tens of thousands of acres in size.
Upon the cloud stood several hundred Demon Gods whose auras were terrifying.
The two figures at the forefront wore Golden Crow Emperor Robes.
"Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi have come as well!"
The many Great Supernatural Beings were once again shocked.
No one had expected that for the divine position of the God of Seasons, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and these rulers of the two great hegemonic forces of Hong Huang would all come in person.
"Interesting!"
"Very interesting!"
"I never expected that while I had been lying low at the East Sea Coast, provoking no one... the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and all these great figures would come for me today."
"It seems I have to make a big move today!"
Gu Xi smiled.
Buzhou Mountain's "God of Misfortune" was about to emerge once more.
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