Di Jiang's voice echoed within the Pangu Hall, carrying an unprecedented sense of resolve.
" Xuandu's plan is feasible!"
" The Witch Clan Arrogance, preferring to break rather than bend; this is their innate bloodline."
"However, with the great calamity before us, the preservation of our bloodline is the most important task!"
"What use is pride if even the bloodline is severed?"
He slowly rose to his feet, his tall figure casting a shadow that almost covered half of the stone platform.
"Pass down the order."
"All Great Witch and Witch General, assemble immediately!"
"Three days from now, the final battle will begin..."
He paused, his eyes flashing with a cold light:
"It was at the moment they... joined the Interception Sect!"
Ancestral Witches rose in unison, their Blood Qi Resonance, their murderous aura soaring to the heavens!
"Yes!"
The roar was like thunder, shaking the palace.
At this moment, they set aside their pride accumulated over millions of years and their pride as the Pangu Orthodox Lineage.
For the sake of bloodline and inheritance, they are willing to be pawns!
A single, viable piece capable of turning the chessboard upside down!
Zhu Rong Rong's flames subsided, transforming into Crimson Battle Armor that covered his body, but the flames in his eyes burned even more intensely.
" Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi..."
"Three days from now, this Ancestral Witch will make you... taste the pain of being engulfed in flames!"
Gong Gong sneered, and the water vapor around him condensed into ice crystals:
" The Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array? Ha... This Ancestral Witch will see how many times it can withstand the reverse flow of the Sky River!"
Ju Mang, Xi Zi, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiuyin, Tian Wu, Xuan Ming, She Bi Shi...
At this moment, all the Ancestral Witch put aside their hesitation and resentment.
Instead, there was an unprecedented determination and murderous intent!
The final battle of the Great Calamity is a foregone Foregone Conclusion.
And they are the sharpest blades in this game!
Xuandu stood still, his blue robes fluttering slightly, his gaze calmly observing the scene.
A faint smile slowly crept onto his lips.
"Good."
Each word uttered was like a gentle breeze.
Then, his body swayed slightly.
"Buzz."
The void rippled silently.
The That Green Clad Figure faded away slowly, like a reflection in water, and finally disappeared completely from the Pangu Hall.
There was no farewell, no words of advice.
It was as if he had never been there.
However, the Chaos Rune floating in Di Jiang's palm in the hall, emanating the aura of the Earth Dao Reincarnation, clearly proved that everything that had just happened... was not an illusion.
Di Jiang slowly closed his five fingers, tightly clenching the rune into his palm.
The rune felt warm to the touch, and the aura of Houtu within it made his heart ache slightly, yet it also made the resolute look in his eyes even more sharp.
" Houtu, my girl..."
He muttered to himself:
"You have secured a path for the Witch Clan to Reincarnation Retreat."
"Now... I, your brother, will forge another path for the Witch Clan... a bloody fight for survival!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping across the endless sky outside the hall.
"Issue the order: all Witch Clan Warriors, prepare for battle immediately!"
"Three days from now... the decisive battle at Buzhou Mountain!"
The sound waves, carrying the might of the Ancestral Witch, spread out like invisible ripples, instantly covering the entire Buzhou Mountain!
"Roar!!!"
Throughout the mountains, countless Witch Tribe roared simultaneously!
The Blood Qi surged like smoke rising into the sky, and the murderous aura surged like a tidal wave!
The will to fight... is completely ignited!
Pangu Hall.
Jiu Feng, clad in Crimson Battle Armor, stood atop a Lone Peak peak, gazing towards the Ancestral Hall.
In her palm, the dark red Bloodline Resonance Rune was slightly warm, and the Earth Law contained within it was slowly merging with her own Fire Bloodline, showing signs of transformation.
"Three days later..."
Jiu Feng murmured softly, her eyes filled with a mixture of clarity and fighting spirit.
She slowly clenched her fist.
The runes disappeared into her palm, and the aura of fire and earth merging erupted, burning all the rocks within a hundred feet of her into crystal!
"I, Jiu Feng... will certainly not fail the trust placed in me by the Ancestral Witch!"
"We will never fail the name of the Witch Clan!"
Golden Ao Island, Biyou Palace.
Amidst swirling purple clouds Green Jade flooring, deep within the palace, atop a cloud-covered bed, sat the Sect Leader Tongtian, kneeling cross-legged.
The Azure Qingping Sword Intent flowed around him like water, subtly resonating with the Immortal-Slaying Four Swords. The Sword Intent permeated the entire Immortal Island's restrictions, transforming into an invisible Sword Net that enveloped the East Sea Heavenly Domain.
His eyes were slightly closed, his mind sinking into the depths of the True Meaning of Sword Dao, comprehending the Heaven and Earth Killing Intent.
Since returning from the Blood Sea of Xuandu, he passed on his martial arts to the Jie Sect Myriad Immortals, and then Houtu Merged with Samsara, and the Earth Dao Sage was born... The situation in the Great Wilderness changed three times a day, with undercurrents surging.
Although Tongtian was Sage and wielded the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, he dared not relax his vigilance in the slightest in the face of this monstrous Great Wilderness that was sweeping across the prehistoric world.
He needs to constantly perceive the changes in the Qi of Heaven and Earth and deduce the movements of the Saints.
Furthermore, he must be stationed on Golden Ao Island, using the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation to intimidate all directions, protecting Xuandu, the Interception Sect, and the lineage where Myriad Immortals Come to Court...
Just as Tongtian's mind was calm and his Sword Intent merged deeply with the Immortal-Slaying Four Swords.
"Buzz..."
Deep within the palace, the void rippled silently.
A Green Clad Figure appeared silently, like a reflection in water, standing with hands behind his back three zhang away from the cloud bed.
Her green robes fluttered slightly, her black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her face was calm, and her eyes were deep.
It is indeed Xuandu!
He stood still, his aura as ordinary as that of Mortal, his primordial Hunyuan Dao Rhyme completely concealed, further covered and concealed by the invisible Chaos Fluctuation emanating from the Chaos Bead, as if he had merged with this world.
Even Sage like Tongtian would find it difficult to detect the slightest difference unless he saw it with his own eyes!
Xuandu gazed at the Green Clad Figure sitting quietly on the cloud bed, a hint of warmth flashing in his eyes.
Master Tongtian was renowned throughout the Great Wilderness for his protectiveness of his disciples. To safeguard his own, he dared to set up the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation and become an enemy of the Four Sages.
This great calamity could not have been accomplished without the Master's presence on Golden Ao Island, and without the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation to deter the Saints...
Even though Xuandu possessed the Chaos Bead, he wouldn't dare to make such a bold move.
"It's time to let Master know."
Xuandu murmured to himself, a thought stirring within him.
Deep within the Purple Mansion between his brows, the light of the Chaos Bead quietly flowed, and the invisible Chaos Fluctuation that enveloped his body slowly dissipated.
"Buzz!"
Just as the Chaos Fluctuation dissipated.
Tongtian suddenly opened his eyes!
The Sword Light in his eyes burst forth as if it were real, instantly tearing through the purple mist within the palace and illuminating the Entire Biyou Palace with a clear light!
He stared intently at the That Green Clad Figure three zhang away, his face showing disbelief and astonishment for the first time!
" Xuandu?!"
Tongtian's voice was deep, carrying a hint of barely concealed tremor:
When did you arrive?
who is he?
The Sage of the Interception Sect, who wields the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, has his Primordial Spirit Entrust to Heavenly Dao, and can perceive the vast territory of the Great Wilderness with a single thought!
Golden Ao Island is his training ground, Biyou Palace is his palace, and every blade of grass, every tree, every brick and tile in the palace resonates with his Sword Intent!
But Xuandu...
They managed to sneak silently into the depths of the Biyou Palace, standing just three zhang away from him, and he... was completely unaware?!
If Xuandu taken the initiative to disperse his concealment and release his aura just now... he probably still wouldn't know!
How is that possible?!