At this moment, an invisible and traceless beam of light quietly descended a million miles away from Wuzhuang Temple; it was Qing Huan.
Gazing at the battlefield torn apart by violent energy and echoing with the mournful cries of the earth's veins, his eyes narrowed slightly:
"Tsk, have both sides gone mad?"
"One dares to draw upon the very foundations of the Primordial Wilderness earth's veins to create a barrier, while the other relentlessly bombards such vital energy sources?"
Qing Huan shook his head inwardly; he knew he had to stay out of this mess!
The karmic Karma involved are so vast and immense that even if Heavenly Dao does not punish them, it will still become a catastrophic calamity on the path of cultivation, enough to crush anyone involved into dust.
"Eldest Brother!"
Within the formation, the Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin, regained his breath, his body surrounded by flickering fragments of time, and he shouted in a deep voice:
"Continuing to act recklessly is not a good strategy! The power of the earth's veins is as heavy as the sky, and cannot be easily shaken by our brute force."
Perhaps... we should retreat for now? Inside the Pangu Temple, there remains a set of profound array diagrams left by the Father God.
If we all work together to comprehend this, especially since Houtu and Gou Mang have now awakened their Houtu spirits, our comprehension will surely advance by leaps and bounds.
Once the formation is complete, what is there to fear from this tortoise shell? Dealing with Zhenyuanzi will be a piece of cake!
The space around Di Jiang was distorted and he was covered in wounds. Upon hearing this, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, but he also showed a thoughtful and weighing expression.
That array diagram, known as the "Twelve Divine Fiends Array," was profound and difficult to comprehend, even for those without a primordial spirit.
Now that Houtu Gou Mang have awakened their minds, this is indeed an opportunity... He looked around at his brothers, all filled with anger and resentment, and finally nodded fiercely:
"Alright! Let's halt our attack for now! Return to the temple and study the Father God's grand formation! The day we succeed will be the day Zhenyuanzi is utterly destroyed, body and soul!"
"Hmph! That old scoundrel got off too easily!"
She Bi Shi grin, his face so gloomy it seemed to drip water, like a venomous snake retracting its fangs, waiting for another day to devour him.
"Next time I come, I'll make sure your Wuzhuang Temple, leaving not a single chicken or dog alive!"
A vicious curse echoed through the shattered mountains and rivers.
Hidden in the shadows, Qing Huan's lips curled into a meaningful smile:
"Ha... Even if we break this great formation with brute force, so what?"
With such overwhelming karma weighing her down, she probably won't even live to see the day the Witch Clan acts tyrannically before suffering a backlash from heaven and earth, ending in eternal damnation... Even if Houtu attains Hunyuan and gains a primordial spirit in Houtu future, she'll likely find it difficult to escape the Underworld..."
His thoughts drifted to Zhenyuanzi's companion spiritual treasure, the Earth Book, and the Ginseng Fruit Tree rooted in the earth's veins; a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"The Ginseng Fruit Tree... a spiritual root nurtured by the essence of the primordial earth, it has absorbed countless Primordial Origin to achieve its name among the Ten Great Spiritual Roots. If its essence were returned to the Primordial Wilderness..."
Qing Huan pondered in his heart.
"This is a case of 'one whale falls, all things live'! The western earth veins may be able to recover one-fifth of their vitality through this!"
This deal is a win-win!
As for the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, the Earth Book, it was formed from the Earth's Fetal Membrane and should naturally be returned to the origin of the Primordial Earth.
Finally... looking into the depths of Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Zhenyuanzi's Dao body was also transformed from the essence of the primordial earth element.
"If we can help him survive this calamity, even if he dies and his Dao dissipates, his original Dao body can still nourish the Western land... The death of Zhenyuanzi in exchange for half of the Western land veins being restored, how can this Merit and Luck be compared to mere spiritual roots and treasures?"
Already wealthy, he now felt even more strongly that this plan was feasible, with manageable risks and astonishing returns.
Having uttered all those harsh words, the towering figures of the Twelve Ancestral Witches unleashed a terrifying aura, finally tearing through space and disappearing into the western sky.
Only when the terrifying pressure that could crush even the soul completely disappeared did the two boys Qingfeng and Mingyue, dare to exhale a breath of Turbid Qi, collapsing to the ground, their backs soaked with cold sweat, their thoughts of escaping growing ever more intense and frantic.
Deep within the Wuzhuang Temple, Zhenyuanzi's face was ashen, his entire being shrouded in a chilling gloom and madness.
Since the death of his close friend Hong Yun and the subsequent besieging and bullying by the Witch Clan, he has long lost the peaceful demeanor of the former Ancestor of Earthly Immortals.
"The Twelve Ancestral Witches... you... just you wait!"
He forced out a chilling whisper through clenched teeth, his eyes filled with a resolute determination to destroy everything in his path.
"Even if it costs me my life and my very soul, I will drag all twelve of you down with me... into eternal damnation!"
A mad plan had already taken shape in his mind—if the Ancestral Witch returned, he would detonate the forcibly converged ley lines of the west and east.
Even if we can't kill all Twelve Ancestral Witches, we must destroy the foundation of the Witch Clan, so that they will never recover and will never rise again!
Sensing the Destruction, manic aura emanating from her master, Qingfeng and Mingyue trembled and dared not linger any longer. She scrambled away, retreating as far away from the eye of the storm as possible.
Hidden in the void, Qing Huan was devising a foolproof plan to eliminate Zhenyuanzi without incurring the great karmic Karma of the earth's collapse.
Suddenly, they sensed that the earth vein power surrounding Wuzhuang Temple was rapidly dissipating.
"Tsk... Even if this earth vein barrier dissipates, the Innate Wutu Great Array formed by the Earth Book itself is not something I can break with a single blow."
His gaze was fixed intently on Wuzhuang Temple.
"It seems we can only wait for this old bastard to come out on his own... and find an opportunity to kill him in one fell swoop!"
Zhenyuanzi is no soft-hearted 'good old man' like Hong Yun; when he strikes... he must be quick and ruthless!
An invisible killing intent quietly spread.
Inside the Solar Star Palace, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi sat facing each other, their brows furrowed.
The actions of the Ancestral Witch just now were truly perplexing.
Such a ruthless attack, tainted with immense karmic retribution, followed by a mere flick of the sleeve—the actions of the Witch Clan are truly incomprehensible...
Although the great powers of the Primordial Wilderness did not understand his meaning, none of them dared to step forward to assist Zhenyuanzi. The ferocity of the Witch Clan was enough to make the gods retreat.
Outside the Wuzhuang Temple, Qing Huan shook his head and sighed softly.
The old man is hiding in his shell and can't be touched right now.
Without lingering, he moved swiftly and traveled towards the desolate Western Land.
Upon entering the West, the sights that greeted Qing Huan far exceeded his expectations.
Half of the land veins in the south remain intact, and Blessed Land still exist.
But here... only a desolate, lifeless wasteland remains.
The land stretches for billions of miles, scorched and barren, where even a blade of grass struggles to survive. Occasionally, a creature can be seen struggling to stay afloat, its Innate Spiritual Root barely clinging to life. Yet, all are corrupted by demonic energy, their faces clouded, their spiritual light obscured, and they are as dazed and confused as walking corpses.
A thick, ominous black aura filled the sky and earth, as if freezing time and extinguishing life.
"Well..."
A long sigh echoed in the deathly silence, tinged with helplessness, yet quickly turning into resolute determination.
"Now that we have entered this land of calamity, let us do what must be done."
Standing in the center of the western land, Qing Huan's face was solemn, and his eyes shone with divine light.
With a flick of his sleeves, a warm white light suddenly shot out, transforming into Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform —the Primordial Wilderness treasure, the World-Purifying White Lotus!
The White Lotus grows taller in the wind, rising from the ground in an instant and transforming into a giant lotus ten thousand feet high, hanging majestically in the sky, like a pure star descending upon the filthy world.
The lotus petals unfurl, and an endless, gentle, Indestructible Spiritual Light of purity radiates forth, its splendor and holiness splendid.
The vast light waves swept out like a tide, radiating across hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers. Wherever they passed, the thick, inky demonic energy hissed and wailed, melting away inch by inch like ice and snow meeting the sun.
This was precisely the place Qing Huan had painstakingly investigated earlier—the core of suffering within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, where demonic energy was most intense and Innate Spiritual Root and innocent beings suffered the most severe damage.
The towering White Lotus hanging above it is meant to use its primal power to purify all things, cleanse the demonic atmosphere, and reshape life.