Five-Turn Pill, Advancing to the Late Golden Immortal Stage

"You brat, how dare you attack a demon god of the Heavenly Court! Hand over that treasure, and I might consider sparing your life!"

Gui Che stared fixedly at Luo Xuan, greed flashing in his eyes.

Luo Xuan, however, paid no attention to Gui Che. He went straight to the porcelain bottle and fed the pill into the Three Ancestors' mouth.

"Forget it. Once I kill you, that treasure will be mine anyway!"

Seeing Luo Xuan treat him with such contempt, Gui Che flew into a rage and was about to attack him.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Just then, a series of piercing sounds rang out.

Gui Che had naturally remained vigilant, and he easily dodged the attacks.

He looked toward where the arrows had come from and said coldly, "Hou Yi!"

"It's me!"

Hou Yi grinned and said, "Stinking bird, you really are getting worse with age. We haven't seen each other in so long, and all you can do is bully three Golden Immortals?"

"Hou Yi, this has nothing to do with you. Get lost!"

Hou Yi chuckled. "What? You can't beat my Witch Clan, so you ran off to bully the human race?"

"You're courting death!"

Hou Yi's words struck a nerve with Gui Che.

With a furious roar, Gui Che charged toward Hou Yi.

Seeing Gui Che approach, excitement flashed in Hou Yi's eyes.

He raised the bow and arrows in his hands and shot at Gui Che.

The moment the arrow left the bow, it burst into dazzling light.

Gui Che felt a sharp pain as the arrow pierced straight through his entire thigh.

"How is this possible? He's even stronger than Kuafu!"

Gui Che's expression changed drastically. He no longer dared to underestimate the arrows and retreated rapidly.

Yet no matter how he dodged, the arrows always found him with pinpoint accuracy.

With no other choice, Gui Che could only manifest his true form. Only then could he barely block the arrows' attacks.

Hou Yi froze for a moment at the sight, then laughed loudly. "I heard that Kuafu chased you around and beat you before, but I didn't believe it. I never expected it to be true—you've actually got only eight heads left."

"You look much better this way. Come on, I'll help you shoot down the rest of your heads too!"

Hou Yi had struck Gui Che where it hurt. Raging flames of fury ignited in his eyes.

With a roar, Gui Che's enormous body charged toward Hou Yi.

Facing Gui Che, who was several times larger than himself, Hou Yi remained completely fearless and slowly drew his bowstring.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Terror filled Gui Che's eyes.

"The light on these arrows is even more intense than before!"

I'm doomed!

Gui Che shut his eyes in despair.

But after waiting for a moment, Gui Che still did not meet the arrows he had imagined.

He opened his eyes and saw Di Jun standing in front of him. Several arrows were still in Di Jun's hand.

Di Jun cast Gui Che a cold glance. "Go back."

"Thank you, Lord Di Jun!"

Having narrowly escaped death, Gui Che rejoiced and hurried back into the army.

Di Jun looked coldly at Hou Yi. "A mere Great Witch dares to act arrogantly in front of me?"

Facing the might pressing down on him from Di Jun, Hou Yi thrust out his chest without the slightest fear.

"Feathered bird, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

A cold glint flashed through Di Jun's eyes. The arrow in his hand shot toward Hou Yi, moving no slower than the arrows Hou Yi had fired.

Just as the arrow was a hair's breadth from Hou Yi, the space in front of him began to twist.

"Feathered bird, try laying a hand on one of my Witch Clan's warriors!"

As his voice fell, a burly man covered in knotted muscles appeared.

Di Jun's eyes narrowed slightly. "Di Jiang."

Di Jiang laughed boldly. The space beside him twisted, and several more figures immediately appeared.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches!

Di Jun's gaze swept over the Twelve Ancestor Witches, his eyes flickering.

"Di Jiang, this is a matter between my Demon Race and the human race. It has nothing to do with your Witch Clan."

Di Jiang snorted coldly. "I couldn't care less about the Demon Race's troubles. But as for the human race, I'll protect them!"

As his voice fell, the atmosphere between the two sides instantly turned murderous.

The surrounding mighty figures were all stunned.

It was one thing for the Demon Race to mobilize such a large force.

But now, the Twelve Ancestor Witches had gathered at Shouyang Mountain.

What exactly had the human race done?!

Chapter 24: Five-Turn Pill, Advancing to the Late Golden Immortal Stage

In midair, Di Jun and Di Jiang faced each other from afar.

The killing intent radiating from Di Jun swept toward Di Jiang like a sea wave.

Di Jiang stood unmoving, as firm as a rock.

"Go!"

Di Jun's eyes turned cold, and blazing True Sun Fire surged forth.

Di Jiang laughed loudly and charged toward Di Jun without regard for the True Sun Fire.

The True Sun Fire that Di Jun had cultivated since birth could not harm Di Jiang in the slightest.

Di Jun fixed his gaze on Di Jiang and said solemnly, "Late Stage Quasi-Saint... I really did underestimate you."

As far as he knew, Di Jiang had still been at the Mid Stage Quasi-Saint realm, like him, not long ago.

He had only just vaguely sensed the threshold of the Late Stage Quasi-Saint realm, yet Di Jiang had broken through before him.

At that moment, Di Jun's fury toward the human race grew even stronger.

"That's enough to deal with you." Di Jiang laughed boldly.

Di Jun's expression grew even uglier.

Di Jun's Law of Space was regarded by everyone as one of the most formidable laws, and when combined with the Witch Clan's powerful physical bodies, Di Jiang was absolutely one of the most troublesome figures in the Primordial World.

Before long, Di Jun fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Big Brother, I'll help you!"

Seeing that Di Jun was outmatched, Eastern Emperor Taiyi manifested the Chaos Bell above his head and charged toward Di Jiang.

How could the other Ancestor Witches allow him to succeed?

Zhuo Jiuyin immediately released his Law of Time. The other Ancestor Witches swarmed forward and surrounded Eastern Emperor Taiyi completely.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's expression changed drastically. He shouted, "Twelve Ancestor Witches, are you bullying me with superior numbers? Do you have no sense of fairness?"

Zhu Rong sneered. "That feathered bird, you want to ambush my big brother and still claim the moral high ground? Attack!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's face turned deathly pale, and he frantically activated the Chaos Bell.

However, all twelve Ancestor Witches were at the Quasi-Saint realm. Even though the Chaos Bell was an Innate Supreme Treasure, Eastern Emperor Taiyi soon lost the ability to resist.

Seeing this, Kunpeng and several demon gods realized that things were going badly.

Ci Tie brandished his Wolf Fang Club and roared, "Demons, heed my command! Rescue the two Demon Emperors!"

"The Heavenly Court's beasts are making their move! Warriors of the Witch Clan, fight them to the death!"

Hou Yi was not intimidated either. The moment he saw the Demon Race make a move, he immediately drew his bow and fired.

Passionate roars instantly rang out among the Witch Clan.

"Brothers, charge! Support the Ancestor Witches!"

"How dare they set their sights on the human race? Not one of them is getting away today!"

"Beat them up! Beat them until even their ancestors can't recognize them!"

The Demon Race and the Witch Clan clashed once more at close quarters.

All the mighty figures in the Primordial World found it somewhat unbelievable.

Was the instigator of all this really only the human race?

Moreover, this battle was even more earth-shaking and violent than the previous one.

Di Jiang's fists repeatedly slammed toward Di Jun as he mocked him, "Di Jun, doesn't your Heavenly Court have the Four Great Demon Emperors? Why haven't I seen Fuxi and Nuwa?"

At the mention of the two, Di Jun grew even more furious. He said coldly, "If you want to fight, then fight. Why are you spouting so much nonsense?"

Without the assistance of two mighty figures, however, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were simply unable to withstand the Twelve Ancestor Witches' attacks.

In only half a day, the previously imposing Demon Race was routed, fleeing back to the Heavenly Court under the triumphant gazes of the Witch Clan.

All the mighty figures silently watched the outcome.

In this clash between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race, the Demon Race had suffered a complete defeat!