Killing with a Borrowed Knife, Jieyin's Mind Collapses

Jiu Li Tribe.

Chiyou, Xing Tian, and Maitreya stood together, contemplating the upcoming great battle.

"Leader, it seems Xuanyuan Clan has reinforcements."

A tribesman quickly approached Chiyou, reporting what he had seen.

Chiyou frowned slightly and remained silent, looking at Maitreya beside him.

Maitreya also had a bad feeling and slowly spoke, "This matter is rather troublesome. With Xuanyuan Clan receiving aid from Xuandu and others, they will be like a tiger with wings. In my opinion, we should retreat for now."

Although he had long coveted the position of Human Emperor and Sage Teacher, he also knew this was not an easy task.

If Xuanyuan Clan had no one to help them besides Xuandu and the others, then the position of Human Emperor would naturally be easily obtained.

But now, this matter was problematic.

After all, if even the Human Sect had sent people to aid them, how could the Human Emperor's teacher, Daoist Duobao, who belonged to the Intercepting Sect, not send anyone?

"Retreat?" Xing Tian immediately scoffed, "Why retreat? We fight!"

"That Human Race is weak. In the past, when our Witch Clan and Demon Race fought, the Human Race was merely food for the Demon Race. Even now, with two Human Emperors appearing consecutively, neither Heavenly Emperor Fuxi nor Earthly Emperor Shennong participated. What is there to fear?"

"Chiyou, as a member of the Witch Clan, have you forgotten the bloodlust of our Witch Clan?!"

Xing Tian held an axe in one hand and a shield in the other, his battle intent soaring.

As the God of War of the Witch Clan, he had never feared facing the Demon Race in the past, let alone facing the Human Race now?

It was a pity that the great battle between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race ended in tragedy for the Witch Clan.

Only Houtu survived among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and she was eternally guarding the Underworld.

Xiang Liu and Jiu Feng fled into the depths of chaos, their whereabouts unknown.

Among the many great witches, only he remained in the Jiu Li Tribe.

Chiyou's brows furrowed as he pondered the situation. Finally, he nodded, "Xuanyuan Clan has suffered consecutive defeats. Now is the opportunity to take them down in one fell swoop. Such an opportunity must not be missed!"

Before he could say more, he suddenly felt the ground tremble.

Then, the clamor of battle cries reached his ears.

A tribesman rushed over, "Leader, Xuanyuan Clan has led the Human Race to attack!"

Before Chiyou could speak, Xing Tian's battle spirit surged. Holding an axe in one hand and a shield in the other, he declared, "Good! Sons of the Witch Clan, follow me to charge!"

He then took the lead in the charge.

Chiyou followed closely behind, and Maitreya sighed softly before also following.

Instantly, the great battle of Zhuolu erupted!

Xuanyuan Clan led the Human Race army and clashed with the Jiu Li Tribe.

Bodies fell continuously, and blood stained the ground.

Daoist Duobao and Golden Spirit Holy Mother, along with other direct disciples of the Intercepting Sect, set their sights on Maitreya.

They had come to aid Xuanyuan Clan, but before they left, Sovereign Lord of the Heavens had also given instructions: to kill Maitreya!

Daoist Duobao shouted, "Maitreya, where do you think you're going!"

Together with Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Turtle Spirit Holy Mother, and Wudang Holy Mother, the four of them blocked Maitreya's path.

"Amitabha, what do the four benefactors wish to do?!"

Maitreya's expression changed drastically, his face turning pale.

He had initially thought that the Intercepting Sect would at most send Daoist Duobao to help. Now, all the direct disciples of the Intercepting Sect had come!

Behind him, the Three Xiaos had already arrived. Without wasting any words with Maitreya, the three of them set up the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation.

Meanwhile, Zhao Gongming, wielding the twenty-four Sea-Calming Pearls, continuously slew Buddhist Venerables, preventing anyone from escaping.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect intercepted Xing Tian.

This was the former God of War of the Witch Clan, renowned for his achievements and fearsome reputation during the great battle between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race. The twelve showed no hesitation.

Guangchengzi unleashed the Sky-Turning Seal.

Chijingzi wielded the Yin-Yang Mirror and wore the Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Robe.

True Man Taiyi held the Yin-Yang Sword.

The Twelve Golden Immortals each unleashed their divine abilities.

Even though Xing Tian was the God of War of the Witch Clan and a great witch, facing one Quasi-Saint and eleven Grand Luo Golden Immortals, he was still no match. He was repeatedly forced to retreat, nearly losing his life several times!

Without the aid of the Western Teachings and Xing Tian, and with Xuandu assisting Xuanyuan Clan, the situation greatly improved, and the Jiu Li Tribe was immediately routed.

It should be known that Xuandu had now broken through to Quasi-Saint after obtaining the Merit from teaching Shennong!

"Kill!"

Xuanyuan Clan did not hesitate. Holding the Witch-Slaying Sword, he raised his arm and shouted, pursuing Chiyou.

The outcome of the Zhuolu Great War is decided!

Above the clouds, the Three Pure Ones gathered, looking down at the Zhuolu Great War below.

Grand Supreme Elder Lord of Morality watched the battle and spoke slowly, "This battle was bound to end."

"If Maitreya doesn't die, the effect won't be achieved."

Primordial Lord spoke calmly, using the Heavenly Mystery Compass to conceal the heavenly secrets, preventing the Two Sages of the West from learning of the current situation.

After all, the Two Sages of the West placed great importance on Maitreya. If they were to learn of this situation, they would surely come to his rescue.

Therefore, they could only be informed after Maitreya's death!

He looked at Maitreya, trapped within the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation.

The three flowers atop his head and the five energies within his chest were all extinguished, his thousands of years of cultivation wiped clean.

Moreover, Daoist Duobao had used his treasured sword to destroy his physical body!

Only his Primordial Spirit escaped, shouting incessantly, "My master is the Two Sages of the West! Do you not fear my masters for tormenting me like this today?!"

"Too slow!"

Primordial Lord's brow twitched slightly, displeased.

Killing a Grand Unity took so long? With a thought, boundless Saintly laws swept out, drowning out Maitreya's voice, directly annihilating his Primordial Spirit, scattering his soul!

A mere Grand Luo Golden Immortal was like an ant before a Saint. They didn't even need to lift a finger; a mere thought was enough to obliterate them on the spot!

"Now, this battle can truly be considered over,"

Primordial Lord said casually.

The people sent by the Western Teachings to assist the Jiu Li Tribe were now all dead.

The disciples of the Intercepting Sect had broken free and were pursuing Chiyou alongside the Xuanyuan Clan. This battle was now without suspense.

"We must thank my second brother for his planning in this matter."

Tongtian looked at Primordial Lord, his gaze complex.

Ever since he founded the Intercepting Sect, his relationship with Primordial Lord had grown distant, and their prejudices had deepened.

He had thought they would eventually become strangers, or even enemies, but he never expected there would be a day for reconciliation!

Moreover, Primordial Lord had helped him and offered advice multiple times.

He no longer held any resentment towards Primordial Lord. Looking at him now, it felt as if he had a thousand words he wanted to say. With a complex expression, he spoke, "Second brother, I never imagined we'd have a day to reconcile. I've had many things I wanted to tell you over the years."

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Primordial Lord was stunned, looking at Tongtian with a strange expression.

What was going on?

Why did it feel like he was about to get sentimental?!

I'm a straightforward guy, I can't stand sentimentality!

Primordial Lord felt a wave of disgust and quickly said, "We are brothers, why speak so many words?"

"What's past is past. From now on, we three brothers will advance hand in hand!"

The words Tongtian was about to continue were immediately halted.

Looking at Primordial Lord, his words were truly moving.

Indeed, they were brothers, and nothing needed to be said.

He had been overthinking it.

As expected of my second brother, his perspective is truly grand!

Grand Supreme Elder Lord of Morality was also deeply gratified, his heart filled with emotion.

"I still have things to do. Killing just one Maitreya is not enough!"

"This time, I will make that Western Teachings truly remember this lesson!"

Primordial Lord's voice was stern as he looked at Xing Tian, who was being held back by the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect!