He unleashed countless dazzling streams of magical power into the Void.
Before long, the auras of countless millions of Demon Race beings surged, and dazzling immortal light pulsed across their bodies.
The Demon Killing Formation had successfully taken shape!
In an instant, the combined might of countless millions of demons intertwined and rose to new heights.
A pillar of light, formed from an intense World Destruction aura, blazed into being.
It crushed the boundless universe!
Its fearsome might surged as it blasted toward Xiao Ran, brimming with boundless killing intent!
Only then did Jiu Ying let out a long, relieved breath.
The unease in his heart had vanished without a trace!
In its place was a confident, triumphant smile!
Xiao Ran was doomed!
A peerless Killing Formation, formed from the combined might of countless millions of Demon Army soldiers!
Even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches hurried here now, they wouldn't arrive in time!
There was nothing they could do but watch Xiao Ran die!
"Boom!"
A profound, mysterious hum suddenly rang out above the heavens.
A golden light tore through the sky and earth, carrying terrifying pressure as it shot toward the Demon Killing Formation with unstoppable force!
Only when that golden light drew near did the countless millions of demon beings realize in horror—
It was a Divine Arrow!
"Boom!"
A terrifying mushroom cloud rose above the countless millions of Demon Army soldiers.
The boundless divine might unleashed by the arrow swept across the Demon Army for millions of miles.
Space and time collapsed; the heavens sank into ruin!
Under the arrow's defiant, peerless assault—
The Demon Killing Formation, which had seemed impregnable only moments before, crumbled in an instant!
The demon casualties—
The human casualties exceeded tens of millions!
"Brother Xiao Ran!"
"I, Kuafu, have come to help you!"
A domineering, fierce shout rang out.
Then a man as imposing as a towering mountain launched a violent punch.
The boundless universe collapsed, and ancient stars burst apart.
The Demon Army was filled with cries of terror and despair!
Just one punch!
Countless millions of demon beings were annihilated, their souls extinguished!
"Kill!"
"Kill them!"
"Don't let a single one of those beasts from the Demon Race escape!"
On the ground, sand and stones flew as smoke billowed everywhere.
Countless millions of Witch Race soldiers roared in fury.
They charged swiftly toward the Demon Army!
At that moment, Hou Yi and Kuafu had no thought of fighting the Demon Army.
For them, saving Xiao Ran was what mattered most!
Hou Yi and Kuafu searched desperately.
At last, they found Xiao Ran in some ruins in the northwest corner of his tribe, where he had fallen after being thrown from the Demon Killing Formation!
He was covered in blood, his eyes vacant, as if his soul had left his body!
Hou Yi held back his fury and helped Xiao Ran to his feet.
Kuafu checked him over and found that although Xiao Ran was injured, his life was not in danger.
Only then did he relax.
Looking at Xiao Ran, who was barely breathing, Hou Yi asked, "Brother Xiao Ran, are you all right?"
Xiao Ran's lips moved a few times as he tried to speak.
But he found he didn't even have the strength to talk!
He raised a bloodied finger and pointed straight at the Demon Army.
Kuafu's expression was resolute. "Don't worry! Even if I die, I'll avenge the innocent members of your tribe!"
Hou Yi took out Pangu's Water and slowly poured some into Xiao Ran's mouth.
Pangu's Water was blood from the Pangu Blood Pool.
Whenever a Witch Race being was near death after a battle, all they had to do was drink this.
No matter how severe the injuries, they would recover!
To the Witch Race, Pangu's Water was a life-saving treasure!
Before long, Xiao Ran's injuries had indeed improved somewhat.
He struggled to his feet, his expression sorrowful. "This is all my fault!"
"The deaths of hundreds of thousands of my people are my fault!"
"I wasn't strong enough to protect them!"
"I've let down Ancestor Witch Houtu's trust!"
"I no longer have the face to stand before the Ancestor Witches!"
Hou Yi consoled him. "Brother Xiao Ran, this is only a temporary setback!"
"Don't let it weigh on you!"
"When I fought the Demon Race, they wiped out my tribe's people dozens of times!"
"But didn't I make it through all the same?"
"You've only suffered one setback!"
"What does that matter?"
Kuafu nodded and said resolutely, "That's right! Every Great Witch of our Witch Race grew strong through countless trials soaked in blood!"
"That's the price we pay to dominate the Primordial World!"
Xiao Ran nodded blankly.
No one could tell what was going through his mind.
Elsewhere in the Void—
When Jiu Ying saw Hou Yi and Kuafu arrive with countless millions of Witch Race soldiers, a broad smile spread across his face!
He had only been ordered to kill Xiao Ran and destroy his tribe this time.
He hadn't expected Hou Yi and Kuafu to show up as well!
Hou Yi and Kuafu were the most renowned Great Witches of the Witch Race!
If he could capture both of them today—
Then Jiu Ying would earn tremendous merit!
The Demon Race had always rewarded people according to their achievements!
To obtain a Supreme Opportunity and a peerless Divine Treasure—
It all came down to how many enemies one killed, and how powerful those enemies were!
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