The Stone Axe was a magic treasure Houtu had given him long ago.
For thousands of years, it had accompanied him through countless battles.
It had slain countless wicked demons and earned him illustrious military honors!
Though the Stone Axe was no peerless Divine Treasure,
to Xiao Ran, it was irreplaceable!
Xiao Ran roared in fury, "Jiu Ying!"
"Today, one of us will die!"
"Even if I have to perish with you, Xiao Ran will never let a cur like you get away!"
Jiu Ying sneered. "Ridiculous. You, Xiao Ran, are already a dead man!"
"And you still dare to run your mouth!"
With a furious shout, Xiao Ran drove the magical power throughout his body to its utmost limit.
An endless, mighty force swirled around him.
Threads of golden radiance shimmered and gleamed, surging through the boundless Void.
Xiao Ran's body began expanding at an unbelievable speed.
Moments later, the Great Witch Dharma Form he had manifested appeared!
The colossal form stretched across the sky like Buzhou Mountain.
It blotted out the sun and sky, exuding an awe-inspiring majesty that looked down upon all the Primordial Beings.
He threw a punch.
Its invincible might, overwhelming all creation, tore through the endless Void and smashed toward Jiu Ying!
"Boom!"
The sound of Heaven burst apart, and the rumbling continued without end.
Jiu Ying swung the Heaven Slaughtering Divine Blade in his hand.
He unleashed billions of blazing, boundless rays of murderous divine light.
Black killing energy stretched across the Void for hundreds of millions of miles.
Carrying a chilling killing intent, it swept toward Xiao Ran.
"Thud! Thud!"
The dense, muffled blade strikes battered Xiao Ran's Dharma Form.
They actually forced him back several steps!
The light of his Dharma Form dimmed slightly, too!
At that moment, Xiao Ran felt his magical power grow sluggish, and the immense strength in his body seemed on the verge of running dry!
He was still no match for Demon Saint Jiu Ying!
After clashing with him several times,
Xiao Ran had ultimately been unable to withstand him and had suffered a few minor injuries!
With a grim expression, Xiao Ran glanced across the battlefield.
His tribe's territory had already been reduced to ruins.
Calamity and the stench of blood stretched across the Void for hundreds of millions of miles, shrouding the tribe.
Mountains collapsed, the earth split, and the sun and moon lost their light!
Across millions of miles of land, rivers of blood flowed, and bones lay in heaps.
At least ten million lives from the Witch and Demon Races had already perished!
The Witch Army's eyes were bloodshot as they charged fearlessly toward the Demon Army!
They seemed like cold-blooded killing machines.
They would never stop attacking until they had slaughtered every last one of the Demon Army's countless millions!
But the demons vastly outnumbered them!
The Witch Army's actions were no different from moths flying into a flame!
By this point, the battle had reached its later stages.
The Witch Army was already showing unmistakable signs of defeat.
It was only a matter of time before the countless demons wiped them out completely!
When the hundreds of thousands of witches saw Xiao Ran's magic treasure shattered and saw him wounded by Demon Saint Jiu Ying,
they ignored the bombardment of the demons' countless Divine Abilities.
Fearless of death, they rushed to surround Xiao Ran!
They knew they would not escape disaster today!
But they absolutely could not allow anything to happen to Xiao Ran!
They did not expect to survive this battle!
They only hoped that if Xiao Ran survived,
he might one day slaughter every last one of the countless wicked demons!
He would avenge them!
If that happened, they could die smiling, without regrets!
Seeing the Witch Army rush toward him,
Xiao Ran knew exactly what they intended.
They wanted to protect him with their own flesh and blood!
Xiao Ran's gaze was sharp as he carefully searched through the Witch Army.
He discovered that not one of the Witch Race's newborns the Twelve Ancestral Witches had sent to his tribe had survived.
Every one of them had perished in the battle!
Xiao Ran sucked in a cold breath.
In that moment, his heart turned utterly cold!
There had been millions of newborns from the Witch Race!
Each one had been a precious, living life!
They could have grown into pillars of the Witch Race.
Instead, they had all died tragically on the battlefield today!
In the end, he was to blame!
If Xiao Ran had not been blindly confident,
if he had not believed he had the strength to protect these newborn demons,
then those millions of newborns would not have suffered such a catastrophe today!
By this point in the battle,
the Demon Army had completely let down its guard.
Only hundreds of thousands of witches remained on the battlefield.
They were no longer a threat to the demons!
Countless demons laughed wildly.
They swiftly revealed their true forms!
Under the furious gazes of the Witch and Demon Armies,
the demons opened their enormous mouths.
The ground was instantly swept by flying sand and rolling stones as Gale Wind howled!
The Wicked Demons swallowed the corpses of countless witches.
The bodies became food to fill their bellies!
"Bzz!"
Xiao Ran's face turned deathly pale, and his head rang incessantly!
His fists clenched tight.
His fingers were so tense that his nails had already dug deep into his flesh!
"Drip!"
Bright red blood trickled down between his fingers, one drop at a time.
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