Seeing that the Witch Race had arrived, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's expression turned extremely grim. He glared at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and said, "Hmph! This time, my Demon Race has come for Hong Yun and Minghe. It has nothing to do with your Witch Race. If you want to cause trouble, this Emperor will naturally deal with you!"
After saying that, he turned and charged toward Hong Yun. With the Witch Race here, there were too many variables. He had to kill Hong Yun first and seize the Primordial Violet Qi before he could feel at ease.
"Birdman! You want to attain the Dao? Dream on! With us Ancestral Witches here, you won't have the slightest chance!" Gonggong shouted. He swept both hands around, and a water pillar that reached the heavens shot forth. It transformed in the void into a thousand-zhang-long spear—sharp and sturdy. With one strike, it pierced through the void, creating spatial black holes one after another as it charged toward Hong Yun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi!
Gonggong had struck with ruthless force. He not only wanted to stop Eastern Emperor Taiyi but also wanted to kill the "troublemaker," Hong Yun!
Among the Ancestral Witches, Dijiang, who was proficient in the Law of Space, had already flashed forward, crossing ten thousand miles in an instant. His enormous palm struck the Soul Scattering Gourd with a resounding bang, nearly scattering Hong Yun's three souls and seven spirits. Even with the protection of this supreme treasure, it was difficult to withstand an Ancestral Witch's tremendous strength.
"Ancestral Witches, I, Hong Yun, have no grudge against you. Besides, I've already become mortal enemies with the Demon Race. The enemy of an enemy is a friend!" Hong Yun was so furious he nearly vomited blood. Why did everyone who arrived want to kill him?
"Hehe! If you were an ordinary person, our Witch Race would gladly make you our friend. Unfortunately, you possess the Primordial Violet Qi, and your strength is weak, making you the target of everyone's covetousness. If you remain alive, the Primordial Violet Qi will sooner or later fall into the hands of the Demon Race. To put an end to this once and for all, forgive us!"
Dijiang gave a sinister laugh and spread his wings. Ten thousand hurricanes suddenly rose, sweeping up everything in heaven and earth and pinning the Soul Scattering Gourd, which was trying to fly away, at the center of the storm.
"Dijiang, get out of my way!"
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Eastern Emperor Bell shook, blocking the ten-thousand-water spear thrust by Gonggong. Then, with the Eastern Emperor Bell shielding him, he charged viciously into Dijiang.
"Damn it!"
Seeing the ferocity of Eastern Emperor Taiyi's advance, Dijiang moved and flashed a hundred miles away. He did not dare to contend with the Eastern Emperor Bell head-on.
"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, you ruined my ancestor's treasure. Now I'll give you what you deserve!"
Seeing his chance, Minghe hardened his heart. The two swords, Yuan Tu and A Bi, stabbed viciously at Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Clang! Clang! The two Killing Treasures slammed into the Eastern Emperor Bell. Although they could not break through its defenses, the impact of Minghe's full power still sent Eastern Emperor Taiyi flying, once again costing him the chance to seize the Soul Scattering Gourd.
"Minghe, you're courting death! Eastern Emperor, I'll help you!"
Kunpeng, who had initially been sitting back and watching, saw the chaos. His eyes shifted as hope of attaining the Dao appeared once more. He spread his wings, reaching incredible speed, and with a crack, his sharp claws seized the Soul Scattering Gourd.
"Kunpeng! Stop!"
The Heavenly Gate opened wide, banners fluttered, and ranks of heavenly soldiers and generals arranged themselves into formation after formation. Led by Di Jun, they descended from the Thirty-Three Heavens to kill their way into the fray.
At that moment, everyone saw what Kunpeng was doing. Whether Minghe, the Witch Race, or Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun, none of them felt at ease. In the face of the Primordial Violet Qi, the two rulers of the Heavenly Court did not trust the character of this Demon Master.
No one believed that the Demon Master would hand over the Primordial Violet Qi!
"Time is a Blade!"
Zhujiuyin, the Ancestral Witch of Time, slashed at Kunpeng. The blade was as brilliant as a galaxy, and its enormous radiance tore through the void. Everyone's movements suddenly became somewhat sluggish.
If those present had not all been Quasi-Saints, any other living being would have already been frozen by the power of time, unable to move.
"Deploy the Grand Formation of the Stars!"
Di Jun surveyed the entire battlefield and shouted loudly. The million-strong army moved, each soldier quickly taking his assigned position according to their training as they prepared to deploy the Demon Race's strongest formation.
Boom!
Before the Witch Race could deploy the Grand Formation of the Fiend Gods, thunderclouds suddenly gathered above the Nine Heavens. A gigantic ball of light formed from countless bolts of lightning emerged from the void.
The enormous thunderball was a million li across. Amid boundless black clouds, it resembled a furious eye opening!
"This is bad! It's the Eye of Heavenly Punishment. The Heavenly Dao is enraged!"
"Quickly disperse the formation! Now is not the time to fight the Witch Race!"
Whether Witch or Demon, everyone trembled in fear. They simultaneously abandoned the conflict. With heavenly punishment about to descend, everyone's hearts were filled with panic, and none dared to test it.
Rumble...
In the end, seeing that neither side intended to continue the battle, the thunderclouds above the Nine Heavens released a muffled sound. A dazzling radiance shot down, wrapped around the Soul Scattering Gourd, and vanished from heaven and earth.
The many great divine abilities watched helplessly as the Primordial Violet Qi disappeared. They clenched their fists and gnashed their teeth, but in the end, they still did not dare resist the Heavenly Dao. They could only watch as the Soul Scattering Gourd vanished without a trace.
The thunderclouds continued to roil. After a long while, seeing that neither side below made any further move, they slowly dissipated.
"Sigh! Withdraw the army!"
Di Jun was somewhat dispirited. They had failed to obtain the Primordial Violet Qi even with such a good opportunity. Could it be that attaining the Dao was destined to have nothing to do with him?
"Damn it! It's all because of those damned Witches meddling! The Witch Race is our mortal enemy. If we don't deal with them, we'll never have any hope in this lifetime."
As he led the mighty army back to the Thirty-Three Heavens, Eastern Emperor Taiyi still burned with fury. The rage of the two Emperors instantly transformed into a new round of an arms race.
The entire Heavenly Court concentrated all its resources and converted them entirely toward military might. Now, Heavenly Emperor Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi had placed their sole hope of attaining the Dao in unifying the Primordial World and using the destiny of the entire world to help them become Saints.
The Ancestral Witches also withdrew. Faced with the Demon Race's increasingly outrageous actions, the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered once more at the Ancestral Witch Hall. They prepared to hold a meeting and study ways to deal with the Demon Race. The two sides had already reached the point where one of them had to die.
Minghe's plans to attain the Dao had likewise been shattered. Hong Yun had been taken away by the Heavenly Dao, and no one could say what the future held. Nuwa had created humanity and become a Saint. Could he also create a race and obtain Heavenly Dao merit?
After this great battle, neither the Demon Race, the Witch Race, nor Minghe had gained the slightest advantage. All of them returned dejectedly to their respective homes. However, the struggle over the Primordial Violet Qi had far-reaching consequences. After reflecting, the three sides astonishingly made major moves that shook the Primordial World.
Meanwhile, on Mount Kunlun, Li Yunjing had already begun secluded cultivation.
Ever since Laozi had attained the Dao, Li Yunjing had gained tremendous benefits. Just as when Nuwa became a Saint, countless great divine abilities had gone to Mount Kunlun to offer their congratulations. Li Yunjing had not only listened to a Saint's lecture on the Dao once more but had also met a large number of Quasi-Saints from the Primordial World.
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