Ancestral Witch Exits Seclusion, Witch-Demon War Begins

Fei Lian's expression was also unsightly.

He had just boasted to Eastern Emperor Taiyi, claiming that although he had failed to conquer the Hou Tu Tribe, he had already slain Hou Yi. Not long after, Hou Yi suddenly appeared and slapped him in the face.

He quickly begged for mercy: "Reporting to the Eastern Emperor, Your subject does not understand what happened either, but I can confirm that Hou Yi was certainly struck by my Demon Poison!"

The moment he finished speaking, a massive palm directly swatted him flying.

"I'll settle accounts with you later!"

Originally, Eastern Emperor Taiyi had only barely forgiven Fei Lian for abandoning Nine Infants and the entire Demon Clan Army because Fei Lian claimed he had killed Hou Yi. But now that Hou Yi stood here unharmed, Eastern Emperor Taiyi naturally believed Fei Lian had lied.

Fei Lian dared not refute the Eastern Emperor's intent, could only acknowledge with a "yes," and then stepped aside.

Yet his gaze still venomously fixed on Hou Yi.

Hou Yi, however, paid him no mind at all, only rushing on his own to the side of the Di Jiang Tribe's Great Witches.

"Brother Xing Tian!"

Hou Yi helped up Xing Tian, who lay on the ground gasping for breath.

Xing Tian had earlier taken a direct blow from Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and nearly all the organs in his body had shifted out of place.

Blood ceaselessly spilled from his mouth, but even so, he forced himself to speak.

"Quick... quick, go! You are not... ah... a match for Eastern Emperor Taiyi! Go! Go now!"

"Go? Go where? Today, all you Witch Clan will die!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi mocked Xing Tian and Hou Yi.

This Xing Tian was foolish, and Hou Yi was foolish too.

What made Xing Tian think Hou Yi could escape?

And this Hou Yi—

Having dodged Fei Lian's attack, he should have stayed hidden quietly, yet he brought troops to reinforce instead?

Did he truly believe that with just one Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, he could turn the tide?

Xing Tian stared fixedly at Eastern Emperor Taiyi, as if trying to bore a hole through him.

He pressed down on his wound and, with Hou Yi's support, barely managed to stand.

Before the Demon Clan, the Witch Clan had only two kinds of people.

One kind was those who could still stand and fight.

The other was those who had exhausted all their strength and died a glorious death.

And he, Xing Tian, was the former!

He raised the Xing Tian Axe, which, like Hou Yi's Divine Bow, was a Strange Treasure, not a Numinous Treasure.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, do you have the guts to fight me!"

Xing Tian stood before all the Witch Clan, speaking with heroic boldness.

But all he earned was Eastern Emperor Taiyi's mockery: "You? Just you? Hahahaha!"

Xing Tian was furious, grabbed his axe, and charged forward.

But even Xing Tian at his peak could not defeat Eastern Emperor Taiyi, let alone now that he was already wounded by him.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Eastern Emperor Bell hovered above his head, and all of Xing Tian's attacks could not reach his body.

In fact, watching Xing Tian's movements, Eastern Emperor Taiyi even laughed and said, "Xing Tian, the fact that I am strong and you are weak is not something you can change just by shouting a few words!"

With that, Eastern Emperor Taiyi lost all interest in toying with Xing Tian and immediately moved to strike him.

In his panic, Hou Yi shot an arrow, barely halting Eastern Emperor Taiyi's motion, then rescued Xing Tian from under his hand.

After this exchange, Xing Tian could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

This time, Hou Yi stood in front of Xing Tian.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi still wore an unconcerned expression.

But Hou Yi's gaze was firm as he spoke.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, today perhaps all of us in the Witch Clan will die here! But I believe the Ancestral Witches will avenge us!"

"Rest assured, our Demon Clan will soon send those twelve brutes to keep you company!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi calculated the time—the rest of their Demon Clan's detachments should be finishing their battles soon.

Once they had slaughtered the Witch Clan tribes, the next target would be the twelve Ancestral Witches in Pangu Temple.

Hou Yi glanced toward the direction of Pangu Temple.

But he quickly withdrew his gaze.

He took out the Divine Arrow strapped to his back.

"By the Great Dao above! By Great God Pangu above! I, Hou Yi of the Witch Clan, swear an undying feud with this Three-legged Golden Crow. From this day forth, my Hou Yi Divine Bow shall be named the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow! One day, I will use this bow to make the Three-legged Golden Crow bleed!"

"Boom, rumble, rumble!"

The Great Dao actually responded to Hou Yi's words, a mysterious force descending upon the Primordial Continent, marking the establishment of his oath.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi was naturally furious beyond measure. He raised the Eastern Emperor Bell and immediately sought to strike down Hou Yi.

"You want to make our Three-legged Golden Crow bleed? This Emperor will make you die beneath Buzhou Mountain today!"

Hou Yi only felt a terrifying pressure bearing down on him, thick with killing intent, all of it aimed squarely at him!

But Hou Yi did not yield a single step. Behind him stood Xing Tian, the other Great Witches, and their fellow companions of the Witch Clan!

If Eastern Emperor Taiyi wanted to kill them, he would have to kill Hou Yi first!

Hou Yi was not afraid of death.

In the eyes of the Witch Clan, death was merely returning to the embrace of Great God Pangu.

What mattered most was dying a worthy death.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi unleashed his full power. At this level, even Laozi, who had already severed two corpses and advanced to Mid Quasi-Sage, would have to tread carefully.

Yet Hou Yi used his own body to stand firmly before everyone.

The closer he came to death, the calmer he became!

Until a flash of white light struck, blinding Hou Yi.

When Hou Yi opened his eyes again, twelve towering figures stood before him.

In an instant, Hou Yi's eyes nearly brimmed with tears.

"Ancestral Witch..."

The Ancestral Witches had emerged from seclusion!

The Witch Clan was saved!

Hou Tu turned to look at Hou Yi and the crowd behind him, including Xing Tian.

Her eyes were full of guilt.

"You have suffered."

Hou Yi wiped the tears from his face.

"No... no, for the Witch Clan, Hou Yi does not find it suffering!"

In Hou Yi's heart, Hou Tu was not only his superior but also like a mother to him.

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin's faces burned with fury.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, while we Ancestral Witches were in seclusion, you Demon Race dared to attack! You seek death!"

Now it was Eastern Emperor Taiyi's turn to look displeased.

Because he clearly sensed that all twelve Ancestral Witches before him had broken through to Quasi-Sage!

Even if they had just broken through, it was still genuine Quasi-Sage power!

But the pride of an emperor would not allow Eastern Emperor Taiyi to retreat so easily.

"Oh? So it's fine for your Witch Clan to hunt our Demon Race, but not for us to counterattack?"

Di Jiang spat.

"When our Witch Clan hunted your Demon Race, was there ever a time your Demon Race's high ranks were unaware? Did we ever strike when your high ranks were unprepared? Back then, you held back because you feared our Witch Clan's strength. Now you put on a righteous act, seeking justice—who are you trying to fool? Wasn't it you who stood by and watched your Demon Race get hunted without lifting a finger?"

"Enough talk. If you want war, then come!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi did not argue further, instead issuing a challenge to Di Jiang before him!

Di Jiang spoke to those behind him.

"Brothers and sisters, go quickly to the various tribes and save our Witch Clan's people. Leave this place to me!"

They nodded, then each went their separate ways.