The Witch Clan and Immortal Court's Battle Begins

Xuanxiao watched with amusement as Dong Wanggong used his Pure Yang Spirit Net to capture Xing Tian and head towards Buzhou Mountain to demand an explanation. Good, he thought, you're dead meat now. What do you expect from the Witch Clan, all brawn and no brains? They won't give you an explanation. They'll probably beat you to death. You know the Witch Clan always settles things with their fists.

Before long, Dong Wanggong arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. "What's the meaning of this, Witch Clan? You send a Great Witch with a squad of lesser witches to attack my Immortal Court? I've brought Xing Tian back. Which one of your Ancestral Witches' subordinates is he? Come and get him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jumang, the Wood Ancestral Witch, emerged. Seeing Dong Wanggong, Jumang roared in fury, "Hmph, you dare injure my subordinate, Dong Wanggong? Die!" With that, he threw a punch, and the Wood Law surged forth, casting a green glow over Dong Wanggong's head.

Dong Wanggong was enraged. He directly used his Dragon Head Crutch to block Jumang's punch, retreating three steps. "Jumang, are you even making sense? Your Witch Clan attacked my Immortal Court!"

Jumang chuckled. "Making sense? How am I not? The Witch Clan has always settled things with fists. Didn't you know?" As he spoke, Jumang's attacks grew heavier. He directly drew the Earth Mang Spear and thrust it at Dong Wanggong. "A while ago, I heard from Xuan Emperor of the Demon Race that when dealing with experts, one should use long weapons. Take this spear!"

A green spear radiance shot towards Dong Wanggong, who quickly used his Dragon Head Crutch to defend himself.

However, Jumang's assault was exceptionally fierce, and Dong Wanggong gradually felt his strength insufficient to resist.

Jumang's spear techniques were unique and exquisite, each strike carrying unparalleled power and speed. Dong Wanggong did his best, but he couldn't block Jumang's offensive no matter what. He could only retreat repeatedly, falling into a disadvantageous position.

A sense of powerlessness rose in Dong Wanggong's heart. He understood that he was facing a true master. Jumang's spear techniques were sharp to the extreme, each move filled with killing intent, making it impossible to resist.

Thus, Dong Wanggong shouted, "Immortals of the Immortal Court, why do you not aid me?"

With his cry, the observing immortals behind him all attacked, unleashing a barrage of divine abilities and spells. This forced Jumang to yell, "Fine! You can't win in a one-on-one, so you resort to a group brawl? What are you all watching for? This Ancestral Witch is about to cry!" With that, Jumang activated his Ancestral Witch True Body, relying on his powerful physique to charge forward and beat two Grand Unity Golden Immortals to death.

Dong Wanggong, unwilling to suffer heavy losses, roared, "Retreat! We'll settle this another day."

Just then, a sharp, cold snort echoed. "You think you can come and go as you please? What do you take our Witch Clan's territory for? Today, Dong Wanggong, you will not leave." It was Xuanming, the most warlike female war god of the Witch Clan. She raised her hand, producing a treasure bow, and shot a Nether Bone Arrow, which struck Dong Wanggong's shoulder. Afterward, Jumang, Zhurong, and Xuanming, along with several Great Witches, pursued Dong Wanggong towards Penglai Island.

Seeing this, Xuanxiao stopped watching the spectacle and returned to the Heavenly Court above the Thirty-Three Heavens. "Prepare yourselves. The Witch Clan is going to wipe out Dong Wanggong. When he's about to die, we'll step in and 'snatch the kill'."

Dijun looked bewildered. "Snatch the kill? What's the use of Dong Wanggong's head? Our Heavenly Court doesn't have any filthy things that need disposing of."

Xuanxiao was speechless. "I mean we'll intervene and finish off Dong Wanggong. Don't you know that defeating Dong Wanggong will grant us the residual luck of the Immortal Court?"

Taiyi's eyes lit up. "So that's how it is. But what about dealing with the Witch Clan in the future? Our Demon and Witch races are bound to have a great war within ten Yuan Continents."

Xuanxiao laughed heartily. "No matter, no matter. This great tribulation will surely pass peacefully in the end." With that, Xuanxiao took Taiyi and went to set up an ambush, waiting to "snatch the kill."

Dijun watched the two depart, shaking his head. Xuanxiao is one of the Demon Emperors anyway, and he's a good match for Taiyi. So be it, he thought.