The Primordial Wilderness.
In a stretch of mountains and rivers, heaven and earth collapsed, and the sun and moon lost their light.
The battle cries of the Witch-Demon Two Clans rolled like thunder, shattering mountains and rivers as smoke and dust filled the air.
A colossal Nine-Headed Monster Bird was wreathed in the dense laws of water and fire. Its fire was Great Demon True Fire refined by demons, while its water was Drowning Water drawn from the Heavenly River of the Heavenly Court. When they erupted, merciless water and fire swept through the surrounding Witch Clan. Countless witches were caught in the torrent, their physical bodies vanishing before they could even cry out.
But the Witch Clan had come prepared and with fierce momentum.
Two Great Witches had come to besiege Nine Infants.
One Great Witch had a booming voice and wielded a Black Bow forged from Primordial Earth Vein Essence Ore condensed with boundless turbid qi, slaughtering the Demon Race army.
Black Arrows condensed.
They transformed into black dragons that shot forth, instantly killing countless Demon Gods among the Demon Race army.
The other Great Witch wielded a walking stick as large as a Giant Peak, slaughtering like a descending fiendgod. No member of the Demon Race could withstand its powerful body and immense strength.
The Witch Clan's momentum was overwhelming.
It left Nine Infants immensely frustrated. He wanted to preserve his army and retreat, but he was entangled and unable to leave.
Suddenly, another Great Witch appeared.
She attacked Nine Infants, who was entangled with Yi and Kuafu.
Several of Nine Infants' heads were severed, and his massive body flew backward. He let out a venomous roar, "You damned Jiu Feng! You actually dared to ambush us! One day, I will come and test your abilities!!"
"Retreat!!"
"The demon commander has ordered a retreat!"
"Move! There are too many witches!"
The Demon Gods within the Demon Race army shouted madly.
They transformed into streaks of rainbow light and vanished beyond the horizon, leaving behind waves of the Demon Race army blocked by the Witch Clan.
Though the Great Witches wished to keep those Heavenly Court Demon Gods and Nine Infants behind, the Demon Race possessed methods of soaring through the skies and fleeing underground. Even if their bodies collapsed, their Primordial Spirits could still escape.
They were difficult to pursue and eliminate.
In the end, they could only besiege the remaining members of the Demon Race.
The Demon Race army immediately scattered and was relentlessly hunted down by Witch Clan experts.
Atop a high peak.
Qingyuan watched the terrifying Witch-Demon battlefield millions of miles away. Feeling the dreadful Quasi-Saint aura and the collision of Great Dao Laws shaking heaven and earth, he felt deeply wary.
He led Yuan Hong and the others around the Witch-Demon battlefield.
Unfortunately.
There were simply too many soldiers of the Demon Race. After scattering like startled birds and beasts.
They filled the sky and ground in every direction, and some routed members of the Demon Race approached Qingyuan's location.
A force of several thousand routed members of the Demon Race fled in their direction. When the three-headed monster bird leading them saw Qingyuan's group, its eyes lit up. It shouted, "Fellow Daoists, strike quickly! We have lured the Witch Clan pursuers here! Ambush them!!"
"An ambush?"
Xiang Liu, who was leading his clansmen in pursuit of the routed army, was startled.
He quickly looked over.
He discovered that among the group in the distant mountains, seven were demons. He immediately shouted, "I'll stop the ambushers. You pursue and kill the Fire Bird!"
"Yes!"
Many witches gave chase with murderous intent.
Meanwhile, Xiang Liu stomped the ground apart and charged fiercely toward Qingyuan's group.
The enormous Bone Saber in his hand was exceptionally sharp, containing the blood, souls, and malicious resentment of countless members of the Demon Race. The instant he swung it, ghosts wailed and the sun and moon lost their light, terrifying Yuan Hong and the others until their scalps went numb and they could not move at all!
"At least a Grand Unity Golden Immortal!"
Qingyuan's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly shouted, "Senior, please stop! We are Jie Sect Disciples traveling through the Primordial Wilderness. We merely passed by this place and are absolutely not joining forces with the Demon Race to ambush the Witch Clan!"
"Whether you are or not, you can explain after you die!"
Xiang Liu did not care to think further. In an instant, he crossed hundreds of miles of mountain forest and raised his Bone Saber high.
"Damn it."
Seeing how recklessly headstrong the Witch Clan was.
Even Qingyuan could not help cursing before bringing out the Yin-Yang Four Symbols Nine Dragon Lamp to protect everyone.
Rumble!
All the mana in his body poured into this Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.
In an instant, the Yin-Yang Two Fish manifested the earth, while a pillar of Yin-Yang Two Qi shot into the heavens and protected everyone. The four manifestations of Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise actually drew upon a wisp of the origin of the true Four Sacred Beasts that guarded the four poles of heaven. They transformed into four divine beasts as large as Mountain Peaks, suppressing the four directions as Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind became incomparably stable!
In an instant, the divine radiance of the Four Symbols pierced the clouds.
The Yin-Yang Two Fish shielded all eight of them.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye.
Xiang Liu struck with all his strength, only to be blasted away by the Four Symbols origin manifested by the spiritual treasure.
Yet that strike from a Peak Primordial Unity Golden Immortal also forcibly shattered both layers of Four Symbols and Yin-Yang protection.
Qingyuan's face turned pale.
He hurriedly sat down and breathed according to an arcane rhythm.
After nine breaths, his complexion gradually returned to normal, and his completely depleted mana instantly recovered.
"What a terrifying Great Witch!"
Qingyuan came back to his senses, his expression grave.
Powerful!
The Witch Clan truly deserved to have been formed from Pangu's blood essence and Heaven Opening Turbid Qi.
Xiang Liu did not cultivate Primordial Spirit spells or Divine Abilities, only his physical body. With the Killing Aura throughout his body, he condensed a Great Witch Dharma Form, and with one strike, he had shattered the protective spiritual light of a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!
Had Qingyuan not possessed such a deep foundation.
And an extraordinary physical body.
The backlash alone would likely have crushed him into a mist of blood.
"Good, good, good! Die!"
Xiang Liu, who had been sent flying and crashed through a mountain, flew into a rage. He grabbed his Bone Saber again and charged forward in great strides.
"I already said that I am not one of the Demon Race. Must you keep pressing me?"
Even a clay figure had three parts anger.
Let alone Qingyuan.
He withdrew the Yin-Yang Four Symbols Nine Dragon Lamp.
A Purple-black Spiritual Treasure Gourd appeared in his hand.
Though both were Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.
There was an immense difference between them.
Earlier, he had only sought to protect himself, but now he sought only slaughter!
Holding the Spiritual Treasure Gourd, he poured bottle after bottle of Pills into his mouth and stared sharply at Xiang Liu. "Fellow Daoist, you have gone too far!"
Rumble!
Heaven and earth overturned.
The Spiritual Treasure Gourd trembled with terrifying black-purple lightning.
It caused the heavens to change drastically. An indescribable force of destruction and lightning tore open the firmament, making countless living beings tremble in fear!
"How is this possible? How can a mere Minor Golden Immortal threaten me?"
Feeling a trace of unease in his heart.
Xiang Liu's expression changed drastically.
He was an elite warrior under Gonggong, Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan. He was no ordinary Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal; even against an ordinary Daluo Demon Race, he could fight without losing. How could he sense danger from this brat?
"Stop!"
Just then.
A shout that shook heaven and earth rang out.
Yet Xiang Liu did not attack, while Qingyuan began channeling his mana into the Spiritual Treasure Gourd, preparing for a desperate fight!
Boom!
Xiang Liu suffered a heavy blow.
He was crushed by a dense Killing Aura and smashed into the earth!
Afterward.
A breathtakingly beautiful woman with a serene expression walked over. Behind her were Yi and Jiu Feng, who had been fighting Demon Saint Nine Infants, as well as a host of Witch Clan elites. Their terrifying majesty seemed to crush even the void, twisting space itself.
The Plum Mountain Seven Righteous had long since frozen stiff, unable to speak.
Only Qingyuan gritted his teeth, silently gripping the Spiritual Treasure Gourd and aiming it at the witches.
"Could you be a disciple under Senior Brother Tongtian?"
The leading Ancestral Witch spoke, dispelling the solemn pressure.
Only then did Qingyuan feel relieved. He put away the gourd and Pills, then bowed to the Ancestral Witch. "Jie Sect Disciple Qingyuan pays respects to Martial Aunt Houtu. Greetings, Martial Aunt Houtu."
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