Diverting the disaster eastward? Cangyuan brews wine.

"Demon Race vermin! How dare you spy on our tribe!"

"Die!"

A roar that shook the heavens and earth erupted from the territory of the Witch Race!

The collision between the mana of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and the baleful aura of a Great Witch triggered a violent, terrifying shockwave. Space trembled, the laws of nature fell into chaos, and spiritual energy dissipated!

A battle between a Great Witch and a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal had broken out!

"Damn it! I can't believe those Witch Race savages discovered me. No, I have to return to the Heavenly Court immediately. Being a lone demon in the territory of the Witch Race is far too dangerous."

The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal gritted his teeth mid-battle, glancing toward the depths of the Witch Race territory with eyes full of fierce, sinister fear.

This was the domain of the Witch Race; if he were pinned down here, he would never be able to escape once more Great Witches arrived.

No!

If he didn't find a way to break free, the Great Witch Xing Tian before him alone could take his life!

He had only come to gather intelligence; with so few Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasures appearing in a Yuanhui, there was no reason to risk his life.

The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal unleashed his full power, his aura forcing back the Great Witch who held a massive battle axe and shield. He transformed into a streak of light, dove into the void without looking back, and fled toward the edge of the Witch Race territory!

"The dance of... Ganqi... dance, dance... ugh, you Mottled Feathered Bird, don't run! Stop right there, you bastard!"

The Great Witch, clutching his axe and shield, was furious. He hopped around on the spot, screaming, before giving chase at high speed!

He swung his axe!

The space in front of him shattered.

Xing Tian dove inside.

Outside the territory of the Witch Race.

Cangyuan, who had been traveling at a leisurely pace, finally arrived.

"Ahead lies the territory of the Witch Race. These guys with nothing but muscles in their heads only revere the Great God Pangu, and they are particularly xenophobic. It's going to be difficult to build a friendly relationship with them," Cangyuan muttered, rubbing his chin in thought. "If only some villain would jump out right now and give me a reason to get involved with the Witch Race."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the void ten thousand miles in front of him shattered like a mirror.

Immediately after, a cultivator drenched in the blood of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal scrambled out in a panic.

And behind this Zenith Heaven cultivator, a member of the Witch Race holding a battle axe and shield was in hot pursuit.

Seeing this scene, Cangyuan already guessed who it was.

"Hm? Where did this cultivator come from?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. It's the perfect opportunity to use him to buy me some time."

The Zenith Heaven cultivator noticed Cangyuan. A flash of confusion crossed his demonic eyes, only to be instantly replaced by a sinister, venomous intent!

He was going to use Cangyuan as a meat shield!

To buy himself time.

The Zenith Heaven cultivator shouted at Cangyuan: "Run! The intelligence has been gathered, hurry back and report to the Heavenly Emperor!"

As he spoke, he tossed a Jade Slip toward Cangyuan and then quickly flew in another direction, putting on a grand display of self-sacrifice to buy Cangyuan time to escape.

But... this was nothing more than shifting the blame.

The Jade Slip he threw was blank; it contained nothing at all. It was purely intended to make the Great Witch Xing Tian behind him shift his target from himself to this stranger.

Sure enough!

Xing Tian, that crude brute, immediately glared at Cangyuan and roared: "The vermin has an accomplice?! You die too!"

He charged toward Cangyuan.

He didn't even care about the fleeing Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal anymore.

Cangyuan took in the entire situation.

He let out a scoff: "Shifting the blame? A pathetic trick."

With that, Cangyuan summoned the Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Purple Lightning Hammer, from his Primordial Spirit.

He hurled it toward the fleeing Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

"Go!"

The Purple Lightning Hammer was shrouded in a sky full of purple thunder, like a pouring sea of lightning, and it bore down on the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal with an infinitely terrifying aura!

It felt as if a Great World of thunder was crushing down upon him.

It was terrifying, enough to shake one's very soul.

The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who had framed Cangyuan looked back and turned pale with fright, nearly wetting himself in terror. He shrieked: "A Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure?! Fellow Daoist, it's a misunderstanding!"

However, Cangyuan did not listen at all.

The Purple Lightning Hammer ruthlessly obliterated the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

Not only that!

Cangyuan used his Grand Unity Dao Fruit to reflect upon the River of Time, wielding the Purple Lightning Hammer to strike into it, annihilating and slaying every version of his foe across countless time segments!

Thus.

A generation of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal fell at the hands of Cangyuan!

Although it was only an early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, it was still a genuine Grand Unity Immortal!

"The dance of the Ganqi... dance, dance... uh... what is going on here?"

Having his spellcasting interrupted yet again, Xing Tian felt somewhat sullen. He looked at Cangyuan, who was close at hand, and then at the spot where the Demon Race Grand Unity had been blasted to oblivion.

He was at a loss for what to do.

But no matter how simple or foolish Xing Tian might be, he could see that the Daoist before him was not in league with that member of the Demon Race.

"Who are you?"

Xing Tian stared fixedly at Cangyuan with a gaze that was wary yet filled with wisdom.

He held the posture of someone ready to cleave Cangyuan in two with a single swing of his axe should he find any connection between him and the Demon Race.

Cangyuan retracted the Purple Lightning Hammer, smoothed out his Daoist robes, bowed toward Xing Tian, and smiled: "I am Cangyuan, an Outer Disciple of the Jie Sect. I have come to the Witch Race specifically on a matter. May I ask if you are the Great Witch Xing Tian?"

"You know of me?"

"Xing Tian dances with the Ganqi, majestic and awe-inspiring. The Demon Race trembles at the mere mention of your name. How could this poor Daoist not recognize the Great Witch Xing Tian when he stands before me?"

"Ahahahaha." Xing Tian felt satisfied—the flattery hit the spot—and he promptly lowered his battle axe and shield: "You Daoist, you speak much more pleasantly than the others. I like listening to you."

Cangyuan smiled faintly: "This poor Daoist speaks only the truth."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Xing Tian nodded in agreement: "The truth, you speak the absolute truth, hahahaha."

Xing Tian was practically being coaxed into a state of blissful ignorance by Cangyuan.

Seeing that the initial negotiation had gone quite well, Cangyuan continued: "May I ask, Great Witch Xing Tian, if I might visit the Witch Race? I have two matters for which I wish to pay my respects to the twelve Ancestral Witches."

Xing Tian heard this, nodded, then shook his head and said: "You are not of the Demon Race, you hold no grudge against us, and you just helped me slay that wretch, so visiting our Witch Race is certainly fine. However... wanting to meet the twelve Ancestral Witches is somewhat difficult. I can help you ask, but whether the Ancestral Witches are willing to see you is not something I can decide."

"Then I thank you, Great Witch Xing Tian."

Cangyuan bowed in thanks, reached into the Evergreen Realm, pulled out a Houtian Spiritual Treasure gourd, and tossed it to Xing Tian: "This is wine I brewed myself. I hope the Great Witch Xing Tian does not find it lacking."

Cangyuan's Evergreen Realm grew quite a few spiritual roots.

Whether Houtian or Xiantian, having scoured the two immortal islands of Fangzhang and Penglai, Cangyuan was not lacking in spiritual roots. Even though he had used up a large portion of them back then, many still remained.

Cangyuan collected the fruits produced by these spiritual roots, and over time, they accumulated.

Thus, Cangyuan had learned the brewing techniques from his past life and started making his own.

As for the taste.

Cangyuan had specifically cultivated it to be pungent and spicy.

In any case, he did not like it himself.

But the Witch Race might be a different story.

When Cangyuan first brewed the wine, it was in preparation for the day he would need to deal with the Witch Race.

Xing Tian caught it curiously, opened it, and took a sniff. A pungent aroma of wine wafted out, which immediately made Xing Tian's eyes light up: "What is this?"

Cangyuan: "Wine."

Xing Tian: "What does it do?"

Cangyuan: "The Great Witch Xing Tian will know once he tries it."

Xing Tian nodded vigorously: "Good."

Xing Tian didn't care if there was anything wrong with the wine; he hugged the spiritual treasure gourd and began to chug it down.

Do not be fooled by the small size of the spiritual treasure gourd; it actually contained a vast space within, capable of holding the volume of an entire river!