Inside the Wuzhuang Temple, under the Ginseng Fruit Tree.
"Master! Something terrible has happened! Those... those barbarians seem... seem to be about to break through the great formation!"
The young Daoist boy, Qingfeng, was deathly pale, his voice trembling with fear, as he clung tightly to Mingyue, who was also shaking with terror beside him.
For the past few Huiyuan Era, the two children have been constantly on edge, listening to the earth-shattering explosions outside and watching the light screen tremble violently.
Zhenyuanzi sat cross-legged on a futon, his face so gloomy it was almost as if water was about to drip from it.
Sensing the unusual disturbance in the earth's ley lines, she thought, "Hmph, I underestimated Houtu; she actually knows the art of manipulating the earth's ley lines..."
A cold, disdainful smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"Unfortunately, it was all just wishful thinking!"
Before he could finish speaking, Zhenyuanzi suddenly stood up!
A surge of powerful, earth-yellow Magic Power poured into the Earth Book floating above his head.
At the same time, he stomped his foot hard!
Buzz!
The Ginseng Fruit Tree suddenly shone with a vibrant green light, and a rich, innate essence of earth energy burst forth, instantly merging with the radiance of the Earth Book.
A greater, more fundamental power has been awakened and mobilized!
The Houtu vein spiritual energy, which was about to flow back due to the power of Houtu's laws, was suddenly grabbed by an invisible giant hand and forcibly pulled back, even surging more violently into the great formation!
The remaining intact ley lines in the shattered western territories were also forcibly drawn in, and streaks of spiritual energy traversed the void!
At this moment, Zhenyuanzi no longer cared about the immense Karma backlash that would result from forcibly mobilizing and overdrawing these earth veins!
Each of the Ancestral Witch's fierce attacks damaged the very essence of these earth veins. Let him and those twelve brutes bear this karma together!
What does this little bit of karma matter if it's to avenge the death of my old friend Hong Yun, and to wipe away the shame of being tricked by Minghe and Qing Huan?
If he can survive this calamity, he will settle accounts with Minghe, Qing Huan... for this blood debt one by one!
Outside the formation, Houtu's delicate body trembled slightly, her beautiful brows furrowed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She could clearly feel an overwhelming, irresistible primal will originating from the depths of the earth resisting her laws, and a powerful Magic Power firmly controlling the earth's ley lines from the opposite side.
"Brother..."
Her voice carried a hint of weariness and gravity.
"Zhenyuanzi possesses the Earth Book to suppress the key points, and with the power of the Earth's Fetal Membrane, I... cannot fully control the flow of the earth's veins."
The resistance coming from the other side felt like the earth itself was rejecting her will, making her feel more restricted than ever before.
"What?!"
"This is outrageous!"
The Ancestral Witch were instantly enraged.
A cold light flashed in Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, Time Law formed strange ripples around him:
"Well done Zhenyuanzi! You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"
Xuan Ming exuded a murderous aura, his entire body radiating a bone-chilling cold, his sharp fingernails gleaming with an eerie light.
"Hmph! Then let's try the combined full power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches! Shatter this tortoise shell, and I will devour its flesh alive!"
"Good!"
The Di Jiang roared, its sound shaking the surrounding wilderness.
"Brothers! Unite as one and break through the formation!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Twelve distinct yet equally powerful pillars of light, imbued with the power to Heaven-Opening, erupted from the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
Space torn apart, flames raging, floods raging, time frozen, poisonous miasma spreading, lightning and thunder...
Although the twelve forces had different attributes, they resonated with the Pangu Bloodline and faintly intertwined into a terrifying torrent of attacks like a chaotic vortex. With an aura of annihilation that could crush everything and return everything to chaos, it crashed hard into the seemingly shaky yet incredibly resilient pale yellow light screen!
Beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree, Zhenyuanzi stood with his hair and beard standing on end, pouring all his magical Magic Power into the Earth Book without reservation. He seemed to merge with the earth, struggling to support the world-destroying torrent that had gathered the furious blows of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
The immense pressure caused the futon beneath him to silently crumble into dust, the branches and leaves of the Ginseng Fruit Tree trembled violently, and the emerald light flickered intermittently.
"This... this..."
The two Daoist boys, Qingfeng and Mingyue, clung tightly to each other, gazing at the chaotic torrent in the sky that seemed to devour the entire world, and the twelve figures resembling the Ancestral Witch True Body outside the light curtain. Their little faces were devoid of color, with only boundless fear magnifying in their pupils.
That Ancestral Witch... could she really have gone mad?
At this moment, Qingfeng and Mingyue had only one thought left—escape!
The old man has gone mad, completely disregarding the immense Karma burden he is under.
The twelve towering Ancestral Witch outside the temple, who knows how long they will continue their bloody battle? We can only hope that the master can hold on. Once this calamity is over, we must escape this deadly place of Wuzhuang Temple!
The Ancestral Witch's desperate, earth-shaking fighting style, carrying a Destruction aura, was like a boulder thrown into the Primordial Wilderness dead sea, the ripples spreading out instantly, alarming all the powerful and Quasi-Sage with keen senses.
"Hmph! Ignorant of destiny and reason, a crude and uncouth barbarian, how dare you compete with us for the Pangu Orthodox?"
Inside the Jade Void Palace of Kunlun, the Yuanshi Tianzun Venerable's eyes opened and closed, his deductions filled with disdain and disgust.
"Second brother, please calm down."
Taiqing Laozi sat upright on a futon, his face expressionless, his voice as indifferent as the workings of the Heavenly Dao.
"The actions of the Witch Clan are subject to the karmic Karma of Heaven and Earth; they have nothing to do with us, so why should we even think about them?"
On Western Mount Sumeru, the gloomy clouds and mist were even more intense. The two Sages, Jieyin Zhunti, looked at each other with bitter smiles, their faces full of sorrow.
"Senior brother, this Zhenyuanzi Daoist Zhen Yuanzi... sigh!"
Daoist Zhunti shook his head and sighed deeply, his tone full of bitterness and helplessness.
"Why would you want to provoke those evil Ancestral Witch for no reason?"
They even diverted all the remaining spiritual energy of the earth's veins in the West to fill that great formation... My West is in deep trouble!
We, fellow disciples, have devoted ourselves wholeheartedly to the cause, traveling thousands of Kalpa to restore a sliver of vitality to this barren land.
This battle is likely... making matters worse."
Gazing at the Destruction surge of Magic Power, my heart ached.
The Daoist Jieyin his hands together, his eyelids were tightly closed, and an unyielding sorrow was etched between his brows.
"The Witch Clan... those brutes who only know strength, instead of going to the East to fight for that vast and prosperous land, they insist on coming to my West..."
Go to theory?
At this moment, the Ancestral Witch is enraged and might even kill the two of us, or even... Mount Sumeru will suffer as well.
Not going?
The responsibility for repairing this collapsed earth vein spiritual core, the myriad Karma, ultimately fall on our shoulders... This situation truly has no solution."
The Jieyin's voice was low and filled with helplessness.
On Penglai Immortal Island, the East Prince's lips curled into a smug smile:
"Fight! Fight hard! It would be best to shatter those Primordial Wilderness earth veins even more!"
Then, just watch as those twelve barbarians are consumed by the immeasurable karmic force bestowed by Heavenly Dao!
A deep-seated resentment flashed in East Prince's eyes. The painful memory of his physical body being brutally destroyed by the Ancestral Witch was still vivid in his mind. It had cost him thousands of Kalpa rebuild his Dao body, and the injury to his primordial spirit had not yet healed.
"The Witch Clan... wait! This is an irreconcilable feud, and I will settle accounts with you sooner or later!"
His clenched fists cracked, his face contorted with extreme hatred, and if his gaze could materialize, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would have been pierced through ten thousand times over.