Kuafu Is Wounded

It was not only the Witch and Demon Races—even the other major races, as well as Nuwa and Zhen Yuanzi, had all received the news.

A faint, almost imperceptible red aura appeared on the distant horizon as well.

That was right—Hong Yun had also sneaked over here.

Yet after arriving, he did not reveal himself at once. Instead, he continued observing the surroundings.

Clearly, he too feared that Kunpeng might suddenly appear.

What no one knew was that although Kunpeng had received the news, he was still striving to fuse with that power to command countless waters.

He had no time to concern himself with this sort of squabbling.

After all, it had little to do with him. Increasing his own strength was the true path.

Besides, if a great battle truly broke out, images of it would inevitably spread.

Wouldn't he just need to pay a small price to watch it again afterward?

Kunpeng had yet to truly join the Demon Race. Even if his true form was a demonic beast, so what?

Though the Primordial World had the Demon Race, it was hardly the only force.

Most demonic beasts were free and had not joined the Heavenly Court.

So no matter how the battle turned out, it had little to do with them.

At present, perhaps only Qin Feng, who was unconscious, had no idea what was happening.

But even if he knew, he likely would not have much time to concern himself with such matters.

Because the fusion process was still crucial for Kunpeng.

"Hmph. You got away yesterday, but what of it if you have fused with sun flames today? I'll show you the foundation of my Witch Race."

Kuafu snorted. With a flash of light in his hand, a pale-blue glove appeared.

The instant the glove appeared, Kuafu's entire body was enveloped in a layer of pale-blue radiance.

Even those who came slightly closer to Kuafu could feel a chill.

Clearly, this was a treasure specifically developed to counter fire attributes.

As for when the Witch Race had obtained it, no one knew.

After all, the Primordial World was chaotic beyond measure. Anything was possible.

"Grasp of the Deep Sea."

Watching from afar, Hong Yun could not help letting out a cry of alarm inwardly.

To command countless waters, one not only needed to comprehend the Great Dao, but also required the aid of an item.

That item was the Grasp of the Deep Sea—the pale-blue glove on Kuafu's hand.

As long as one possessed either of them, one could truly command countless waters.

Possessing the Grasp of the Deep Sea could be called taking a shortcut.

Hong Yun himself had an immense connection to water.

He had once searched for countless Dharma treasures.

Yet most of them were ordinary things with little use. He had not found a single truly formidable one.

Even the ones he had found already had owners.

Hong Yun had a mild temperament and was unwilling to stir up conflict with others, so naturally he had no intention of seizing them.

Lu Ya also snorted coldly, showing no fear whatsoever as the flames around him blazed with brilliant light.

The entire battlefield became a clash of red and blue.

Was this true water and fire at war?

Very soon, both sides charged toward each other.

The most direct method of battle between the Witch and Demon Races was close-quarters combat.

But compared with the Witch Race, the Demon Race clearly held no advantage whatsoever.

The Demon Race merely possessed powerful bodies, while the Witch Race specialized in tempering their flesh.

They were simply not on the same level.

Yet since Lu Ya dared to engage Kuafu in close combat, he surely had his own plans.

Orange flames burned over the massive body of the Golden Crow as it crashed down upon Kuafu as though falling from the heavens.

The hand wearing the Grasp of the Deep Sea suddenly grew enormous, as if it could blot out the sky and cover the earth.

It slapped toward Lu Ya.

At the same time, moisture suddenly appeared within the previously dry surroundings.

This water was actually water that even the True Sun Fire could not burn away completely.

One could well imagine just how formidable the Grasp of the Deep Sea was.

The moment the two made contact, the entire earth began to tremble.

There was good reason why water and fire could not coexist. At the instant water and fire met, the two elements almost completely restrained one another.

Yet their eruption also stirred up immense amounts of steam and shockwaves.

In an instant, the whole world seemed blanketed in white mist, a vast expanse of whiteness.

Though it did not obstruct the vision of powerful beings like them, this was hardly a good place to watch a battle.

Still, some small movements could be made.

Thus, without any discussion, both sides simply waved their hands.

A massive current of air blew the white mist away.

The Golden Crow and Kuafu had already collided.

If one looked carefully, one could see that there was still a certain distance between them.

Now was the time to fight for control of the main battlefield.

Whoever possessed greater strength would gain the initiative.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared at the corner of the Golden Crow's lips. No one present saw it, but Kuafu stood directly opposite him—how could he possibly miss it?

A sense of foreboding immediately rose in his heart.

He instinctively prepared to retreat, but it was already too late.

After fusing with the True Sun Fire, the Golden Crow possessed immensely powerful fire-attributed strength.

But one must not forget that this was not the Golden Crow's original ability.

He also possessed ultimate flying speed. The instant that smile appeared on his lips, Kuafu felt the force before him weaken considerably.

Clearly, the Golden Crow had used that ability.

In the instant he moved, he arrived directly behind Kuafu.

His speed was so fast that the force in front had yet to dissipate. By the time Kuafu wanted to turn around and strike back, it was already too late.

The Golden Crow violently flapped his wings, and those metallic feathers plunged straight into Kuafu's back.

At the same time, he held nothing back. Flames from the sun erupted directly.

Kuafu let out a miserable scream.

Even with the Grasp of the Deep Sea, there was nothing he could do.

After all, it had erupted from within his body, not entered from the outside.

But Kuafu was no pushover. No matter what, he was one of the Great Witches of the Witch Race.

The muscles across his body suddenly tensed, bursting with explosive cracks.

At last, a layer of blood-red light suddenly sprang forth. The flesh on Kuafu's back seemed to have been severed.

It exploded outward, and the enormous shockwave blasted both men away.

Kuafu swiftly returned to the Witch Race's territory. The moment he arrived, the flesh on his back had already regrown, though his face was somewhat pale.

Clearly, he had suffered no light injury either.

Lu Ya did not turn back to pursue him. With only a mocking smile on his face, he simply watched Kuafu.