Witch-Demon's Second Standoff, All Three Parties Defeated

Seeing the Witch Clan arrive, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's expression turned extremely grim. Staring at the Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan, he declared, "Hmph! This time, our Demon Race targets Hongyun and Nether River. It has nothing to do with your Witch Clan. If you wish to cause trouble, this Emperor will gladly accept!"

With that, he turned and lunged towards Hongyun. The arrival of the Witch Clan introduced too many variables. It was best to kill Hongyun first and secure the Primordial Violet Qi before anything else.

"Birdman! You dream of proving the Dao. With us Ancestral Witches here, you'll have no chance!" Gonggong roared. He circled his hands, and a towering pillar of water shot out. In the void, this water pillar transformed into a thousand-zhang spear, sharp and unyielding. With a single strike, it pierced the void, creating spatial black holes, and hurtled towards Hongyun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi!

Gonggong had struck with all his might, not only to intercept Eastern Emperor Taiyi but also to eliminate the "scourge" Hongyun!

Among the Ancestral Witches, Dijiang, who had mastered spatial laws, had already flickered and traversed ten thousand miles in an instant. With a "bang," his massive palm struck the Soul Scattering Gourd, almost scattering Hongyun's three souls and seven spirits. Even with the protection of this supreme treasure, it struggled to withstand the immense force of an Ancestral Witch.

"Esteemed Ancestral Witches, I, Hongyun, hold no grudge against you. Furthermore, I am now sworn enemies with the Demon Race. The enemy of my enemy is my friend!" Hongyun was so enraged he nearly spat blood. Why did everyone who arrived want to kill him?

"Heh heh! For anyone else, our Witch Clan would gladly make their acquaintance. However, you possess the Primordial Violet Qi and your strength is low, making you a target for all sides. If you live, the Primordial Violet Qi will inevitably fall into the hands of the Demon Race. To resolve this once and for all, I apologize!"

Dijiang chuckled sinisterly. Spreading his wings, ten thousand hurricanes erupted, sweeping across everything in the world and pinning the Soul Scattering Gourd, which was about to fly away, at the center of the storm.

"Dijiang, get out of my way!"

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Eastern Emperor Bell vibrated, blocking the ten thousand water spears from Gonggong. Then, shielding himself with the Eastern Emperor Bell, he violently charged towards Dijiang.

"Damn it!"

Seeing Eastern Emperor Taiyi's ferocious advance, Dijiang moved, flickering a hundred miles away, not daring to confront the Eastern Emperor Bell directly.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, you damaged this old ancestor's magic treasure. Now is the perfect time for retribution!"

Seeing an opportunity, Nether River's heart turned ruthless. The Yuan Tu and A Bi swords fiercely stabbed towards Eastern Emperor Taiyi. With two "clang" sounds, the two supreme killing treasures collided violently with the Eastern Emperor Bell. Although they couldn't break the bell's defense, the impact of Nether River's full magical power still sent Eastern Emperor Taiyi flying, causing him to lose the chance to seize the Soul Scattering Gourd again.

"Nether River, you court death! Eastern Emperor, I'll help you!"

Kunpeng, who had been slacking off, saw the chaotic situation and his eyes gleamed. The hope of proving the Dao reappeared. Spreading his wings, he moved at extreme speed. With a "crack," his sharp talons latched onto the Soul Scattering Gourd.

"Kunpeng! Stop!"

The gates of heaven opened wide, banners fluttering. Squadrons of heavenly soldiers and generals, arranged in formations, led by Di Jun, descended from the Thirty-Three Heavens.

At this moment, everyone saw Kunpeng's actions. Nether River, the Witch Clan, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Di Jun all grew uneasy. In the face of the Primordial Violet Qi, even the two rulers of the Heavenly Court did not trust the Demon Master's character.

No one believed the Demon Master would hand over the Primordial Violet Qi!

"Time is like a blade!"

Zhujiuyin, the Time Ancestral Witch, slashed at Kunpeng with a blade. The strike was as brilliant as a galaxy. The massive blade energy tore through the void, and everyone's movements inexplicably slowed.

If it weren't for the Quasi-Saints present, any other being would have been frozen by the power of time, unable to move.

"Deploy the Grand Formation of the Stars!"

Di Jun scanned the scene and shouted loudly. Millions of troops moved, taking their positions according to drills, preparing to set up the Demon Race's strongest formation.

"Boom!"

Before the Witch Clan could deploy the Grand Formation of the Fiend Gods, thunderclouds suddenly gathered in the nine heavens. A colossal sphere of light, composed of billions of lightning bolts, manifested from the void.

The immense thunderball, millions of miles in size, resembled an angry, open eye within the boundless dark clouds!

"Not good! 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 Clan!"

Both the Witch Clan and the Demon Race trembled. They unanimously abandoned the fight. With heavenly punishment imminent, everyone's hearts pounded with fear, daring not to test fate.

"Rumble..."

Finally, seeing that neither side intended to continue fighting, a muffled sound echoed from the thunderclouds in the nine heavens. A brilliant beam of light shot down, enveloping the Soul Scattering Gourd, and vanished from the world.

The many great cultivators watched helplessly as the Primordial Violet Qi disappeared. They clenched their fists, gritting their teeth, but ultimately, they dared not defy the Heavenly Dao, and could only watch as the Soul Scattering Gourd vanished without a trace.

The thunderclouds continued to churn. After a long while, seeing no further action from the parties below, they slowly dissipated.

"Alas! Retreat!"

Di Jun was somewhat dejected. Despite such a golden opportunity, they hadn't obtained the Primordial Violet Qi. Was proving the Dao destined to be beyond their reach?

"Damn it! It's all the damn Witch Clan's meddling! The Witch Clan is our mortal enemy. Without dealing with them, we'll never have hope."

Returning to the Thirty-Three Heavens with their vast armies, Eastern Emperor Taiyi was still seething with rage. The fury of the two emperors instantly transformed into a new round of an arms race.

The entire Heavenly Court concentrated all its resources, channeling them into combat power. Now, the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi placed their sole hope for achieving the Dao on unifying the Primordial Desolation and using the luck of the entire world to help them prove the Dao and become Saints.

The Ancestral Witches also retreated. Facing the increasingly excessive actions of the Demon Race, the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered again in the Ancestral Witch Hall to convene a meeting and discuss methods to counter the Demon Race. The two sides had reached a point of no return.

Nether River's ambition to prove the Dao was also shattered. Hongyun had been claimed by the Heavenly Dao, and his future was uncertain. Nuwa could create humans and achieve sainthood; could he also create a race and gain heavenly merit?

After this great battle, neither the Demon Race, the Witch Clan, nor Nether River gained anything. They all retreated shamefacedly to their respective abodes. However, the struggle for the Primordial Violet Qi had far-reaching consequences. The three parties reflected and unexpectedly made moves that shook the Primordial Desolation.

On the other side, on Mount Kunlun, Li Yunjing had already begun his closed-door cultivation.

Since Laozi proved the Dao, Li Yunjing had benefited greatly. Similar to Nuwa achieving sainthood, countless great cultivators went to Mount Kunlun to offer congratulations. Li Yunjing not only heard a Saint preach again but also met a large number of Quasi-Saints in the Primordial Desolation.