The Future He Had Cut from Time

The battle at Heavenly Fire Mountain is raging fiercely!

Zhu Rong was fighting five people alone, and it was very difficult for her, especially against the opposing Candle Dragon, who infuriated Zhu Rong.

His fighting style is just like an eel, slippery and elusive.

Moreover, it was no less capable in terms of interference and attack, leaving Zhu Rong exhausted after a short battle, unsure of where to direct its power, which was extremely frustrating.

Meanwhile, Di Lin attacked with incredible ferocity and was also incredibly tough. The defensive capabilities of his Qilin true form were no weaker than those of his Ancestor Witch True Body, and he withstood several of Di Lin's attacks without sustaining any serious injuries.

These old guys from the Innate Three Races who have survived to this day are truly remarkable; each of them has their own strengths, which manifest in different aspects.

Zhu Rong grew increasingly enraged as the battle raged on. In a fit of anger, he unleashed the Heavenly Fire Banner, channeling the power of the Great Dao Rules into it.

In an instant, heavenly fire filled the entire sky, its attack indiscriminate, and some of the heavenly fire fell down, also injuring the Witch Clan's own people.

Some people with low cultivation levels were instantly burned to ashes by the heavenly fire, returning to the world without leaving anything behind.

At this moment, Di Lin and Yuan Jin's attacks arrived. The three of them used their spiritual treasures to release Phoenix True Fire from the outside. Di Lin transformed into his true form, Qilin strode through the sky, suppressing everything.

However, Zhu Rong completely ignored the attacks from Di Lin and the others, and took the blow with her Ancestor Witch True Body.

Then, his energy locked onto Candle Dragon and launched a fierce attack. He no longer cared about winning or losing; all he wanted was to kill this disgusting mudfish.

"You mudfish, come and die!"

Candle Dragon was greatly alarmed, but after seeing Zhu Rong's disdainful gaze, it stopped hiding and attacking, and instead launched its own attack.

After all, everyone here is at the Mid Quasi-Saint. If they hide for too long, they'll really start to think they're weak and easy to bully, and that all they can do is launch sneak attacks.

The vertical pupils of the Candle Dragon closed, and the power of time burst forth, finally transforming into a millstone covered with countless Dao patterns, which pressed down on Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong sensed a power that had swept across eternity and suppressed time and space, but instead of retreating, he advanced and shouted, "Well done!"

He then unleashed a punch, the power of the Great Dao Rules transforming into a fire-shaped giant. The giant soared into the sky, charging towards the Time Grinding Mill.

"Boom!"

The massive ripples from the collision spread out like rings of light, and some of the mountains that collided were instantly reduced to dust by the heavenly fire.

Some living things seemed to have gone through a cycle of reincarnation, from birth to death, without any pain, just as if they had truly died of old age.

The two clashed without a clear winner, but then engaged in close combat, fighting fiercely and exchanging blows. Within just a few rounds, both were injured.

As time went on, Candle Dragon gradually lost ground. Although both Mid Quasi-Saint, Zhu Rong's cultivation was on the verge of a breakthrough, while Candle Dragon's Quasi-Saint was achieved with Ying Long's help. How could he possibly compare?

Seeing this, Di Lin, Yuan Jin, and the others seized the opportunity and charged in again, joining the fierce battle and sharing some of the burden with Candle Dragon.

The battle between the two became one against many again, and that feeling of frustration returned, making Zhu Rong extremely uncomfortable.

Because Candle Dragon and the others knew very well that none of them could defeat Zhu Rong, and the possibility of defeat was very high.

The power of the Ancestor Witch is beyond doubt, and Zhu Rong is the best among Ancestor Witch. In fact, the main reason is that the Ancestor Witch True Body are truly difficult to deal with, filled with the Great Dao Power and extremely tough.

Only a protracted battle could exhaust Zhu Rong, preventing him from providing support and ensuring his demise when he was completely worn out.

In another dimension, Donghua Good Corpse Yuanyang quietly watched this scene, showing no intention of intervening.

"Although Candle Dragon and the others' method wasn't the best, it was the most effective. The Three Clans' armies were far stronger than the Witch Clan's army. As long as they could hold off Zhu Rong, defeat was only a matter of time."

"And Zhu Rong might have to stay here today too. He's fierce as he is, but who knows how long he can hold out!"

Donghua watched this war, which was already a foregone conclusion, and felt utterly bored.

He was certainly pleased that the Three Clans were victorious, but this fighting style also indirectly showed that the Purple Mansion still lacked someone capable of standing alone.

Or perhaps the person who can stand alone in the Purple Mansion has not yet truly matured.

Whether it's Haotian, Great Commander of Fate, or Lord of the Clouds, as long as these individuals break through to the Mid Quasi-Saint, the shortcomings of the Purple Mansion will be completely made up for.

At that time, the Purple Mansion was a true behemoth, a power that surpassed the Witch and Monster Two Clans in every aspect.

Just as Donghua was deep in thought, a sudden change occurred in one of the battle scenes.

It was the battle between Crown Prince Changqin and the Heavenly Dragon Ancestor.

Before Changqin could react, he was struck squarely by the Heavenly Dragon Ancestor's punch, sent flying an unknown distance before crashing to the ground.

A mouthful of the Great Witch's true blood gushed out uncontrollably, while the surging power of the Great Dao within his body continued to damage his true form, making it difficult for him to even move.

But the Heavenly Dragon Ancestor showed no mercy, and once again pressed forward, unleashing a punch accompanied by the Great Dao Power. His powerful Quasi-Saint magic surged up layers of giant waves, directly sealing off that area of heaven and earth.

One punch can subdue heaven and earth!

This is a fatal move, and an unsolvable one. Not to mention the current Crown Prince Changqin, even if he were uninjured, he might not be able to withstand it.

This scene also caught Zhu Rong's eye. He angrily punched away several people and was about to step forward to protect Changqin.

Although he was strict with Changqin, he genuinely loved his son. Though he didn't say it, Changqin was always his pride.

"Time reversed!"

Just as Zhu Rong was about to step forward, the Candle Dragon that had been driven back stepped forward again, its eyes opening wide, unleashing terrifying power of time, which transformed into the Wheel of Time that suppressed heaven and earth.

In desperation, Zhu Rong threw a punch to rescue Changqin, but he underestimated Candle Dragon's attack. As soon as Shi Lun made contact, it instantly nullified Zhu Rong's attack, and then Shi Lun continued to advance.

Zhu Rong grabbed the Changqin and was about to retreat, but the Wheel of Time had already reversed the flow of time between the two, and the Changqin in Zhu Rong's hand gradually vanished.

Although he and Changqin were only a short distance apart, they were separated by different times and spaces, so he naturally couldn't catch Changqin.

In the real world, the Heavenly Dragon Ancestor's attack arrived as expected, piercing through the Great Witch True Form with a single punch, and then penetrating the Great Dao. Changqin, amidst unwilling gazes, transformed into specks of light, dissipating between heaven and earth, and returning to the embrace of the Father God.

When Zhu Rong understood all this, she angrily punched the Wheel of Time, shattering it and returning to the real world. But it was too late; she witnessed this scene as soon as she returned.

He roared in despair, "No!"

At that moment, Zhu Rong's heart seemed to shatter!

He thought of many things. Changqin was his son, a son he had conceived over countless years using his own Ancestor Witch blood. He was also an attempt by the Witch Clan to expand their population.

But this son was nothing like him, nor did he seem to be a member of the Witch Clan. He often traveled around, playing music and flutes.

But he was still his son, bound by blood. Changqin loved music, so he traveled to Yaoshan to collect phoenix wood and made a zither for him.

Memories of the past gradually surfaced before his eyes, causing Zhu Rong immense heartache and resentment.

But no matter how unwilling he was, the Crown Prince Changqin was dead, leaving nothing behind—that was an undeniable reality.

Zhu Rong glared at everyone present with hatred, then heavenly fire ignited around him, and terrifying pressure from the Great Dao permeated the entire area. He activated his Ancestor Witch True Body, and the Heavenly Fire Banner shot towards Candle Dragon like a streak of light. Then, he forced everyone back with a single punch!

He then mustered his strength and launched a punch at the Heavenly Dragon Ancestor.

All he wanted was revenge!

Under the oppressive attack of Mid Quasi-Saint, the Heavenly Dragon Ancestor had no time to react. He instinctively tried to fight back, but it was to no avail. In his terror, he was blasted into nothingness, and his Great Dao collapsed.

After doing all this, Zhu Rong looked around the entire area. Everywhere he looked, there were the bodies of the tribe's sons, with severed limbs scattered across the mountains. Yet they did not retreat. They continued to resist and attack, ready to die for their cause.

But no matter how strong one's fighting spirit, it is still futile against absolute power.

The Witch Clan was surrounded by the Three Clans' armies. Several people fought against one person, and they were killed without any chance to fight back.

At this moment, Zhu Rong felt an immense sorrow. He felt no satisfaction after taking revenge, only helplessness and an unnamed pain.

"Since it's pointless, let's die together, my comrades! I, Zhu Rong, have wronged you!"

Then, the Great Dao circulated throughout his body, and the power of rules surged forth from his true form. With the help of his magical power, the powerful Turbid Sha Qi swept across the sky.

Zhu Rong is about to self-destruct!

This was something no one had expected; after all, the battle shouldn't have been this brutal.

Candle Dragon and the others immediately realized what was happening and tried to open the River of Time and Space to escape, but it was too late.

Zhu Rong's power of the Great Dao Rules had already locked onto several people and sealed off space and time; even in his dying moments, he wanted to take a few down with him.

"Haha, you bunch of mudskippers and worthless birds, you'll all be buried with me!"

Seeing that escape was hopeless, Candle Dragon and the others began to focus on fighting back, frantically activating their spiritual treasures and unleashing their full power.

Since we can't escape, let's fight!

"What do you think is the significance of this battle?" Donghua, existing in a different timeline, asked someone beside him.

"I don't know what the point is, but you know I don't like war. If I could, I would hope there would never be war again in this Primordial Wilderness!"

Donghua smiled and said, "Is this the greatest significance?"

"You mean war is for the sake of no more war?"

Donghua nodded and said, "That's what I mean, because I don't like war either."

"So this war should end!"

After Donghua finished speaking, he jumped out of the space-time dimension and came to the battlefield, then pointed out with a finger.

This finger strike didn't produce any earth-shattering noise, only a restrained radiance, accompanied by the Great Dao Power.

With this finger pointing out, the power gathered by Zhu Rong was suppressed, and the entire battlefield seemed to shatter like a mirror, returning to the moment when the Heavenly Dragon Ancestor was about to kill Changqin.

Donghua pointed his finger again, dispersing the Heavenly Dragon Ancestor's attack.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment, as if they did not understand what had happened.

"Ancestral Witch Zhurong, it's been a long time!"

Donghua stepped forward and greeted Zhu Rong, then reached out and grabbed Changqin, which appeared beside him.

"Brother Changqin, do you think what I just said is correct?"

Changqin lowered his head and shook it, saying, "Perhaps the East King is right, or perhaps he is wrong. Changqin is too ignorant to know the answer!"

Donghua laughed and said, "That's alright, you'll have plenty of time to find the answer to this question."

Changqin nodded and then fell silent.

Zhu Rong asked, puzzled, "Were we in an illusion just now?"

Donghua replied, "It is an illusion, yet it is not an illusion. It is a segment I extracted from the River of Time and Space, a possible future scenario, a scenario in which I am not present."

"I used my spacetime powers to bring you here and let you experience it."

At this point, everyone realized that the situation where the group was preparing to fight to the death had never actually happened.

They were overjoyed for nothing. When Candle Dragon and the others saw Donghua appear, they thought they would be able to show off in front of His Majesty.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain. Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you!" Zhu Rong's face was ashen, and he didn't say anything about self-destruction or resistance, because it would be futile in front of Donghua, even if it was just a benevolent corpse.

Donghua waved his hand and said softly, "Fellow Zhu Rong Zhurong, there's no need for that. Changqin and I are friends, and when I encountered danger in West Kunlun, Fellow Zhu Rong Zhurong went to great lengths to help me. I have always remembered this kindness, and today I will repay it."

"Although the time-space fragment we just saw is only one possible future scenario, I still hope that Fellow Daoist Zhu Rong will not act so impulsively. The Father God and the Great Dao have bestowed life upon us, and cultivation is not easy. We should think thrice before we act."

"I also hope that this memory can truly help Fellow Zhu Rong Zhurong."

After hearing this, Zhu Rong remained silent, turned around to look at the tribal warriors on the battlefield, and let out a long sigh.

"I, Zhurong, am willing to withdraw from the south, but as the ancestral witch of the Witch Court, I must participate in the war between the Purple Mansion and the Witch Court, and I am willing to die for the Witch Clan. My will is unwavering!"

"This time, it is I Zhu Rong, who owes you, Donghua. If you have any requests in the future, please feel free to ask, and I, Zhu Rong, will certainly not refuse."

After Zhu Rong finished speaking, he put away the Heavenly Fire Banner, commanded the Witch Clan to retreat, and left Heavenly Fire Mountain without saying a word.

"Senior, Changqin will also take his leave. Thank you for saving my life!"

Changqin bowed deeply to Donghua, then left with the Zhu Rong Witch Clan.

With Zhu Rong's departure, the war in the south came to an end!

With a casual gesture, Donghua summoned the Five Directions Innate Banners flew out of the sky and landed back in his hand.

"You shall clean up the battlefield, properly collect the remains of our fallen brothers, and transport them back to the Purple Mansion to enjoy the offerings of all beings Purple Mansion!"

The crowd replied in unison, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Donghua finished speaking, he left immediately!

Meanwhile, Candle Dragon and his forces began to direct their army. Some cleared the battlefield, while the majority marched south of Heavenly Fire Mountain, closely following the retreating Zhu Rong. They occupied the southern cities and tribes, and began to take control of the entire southern territory!

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