Three Pure Ones Take the Stage, a Shocking Battle
The battlefield was vast, teeming with countless lives, and corpses lay strewn across the land for hundreds of millions of miles.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together, their bodies a million feet tall, standing like pillars of heaven in the center of the battlefield.
Nuwa, Kunpeng, Fuxi and other great demons all arrived, separated by endless void, locked in a fierce standoff.
"Heh, after fighting for so many years, it's time to wipe you off the face of the earth."
Dijiang spoke coldly, his aura imposing and boundless, his presence seemingly forming its own world, mysterious and unpredictable.
These shocking and domineering words sent shivers down the spines of the demon race, but some remained unfazed and stubbornly continued their arrogance.
"Dijiang, it's said that your witches are incomplete in their innate abilities and unable to discern the secrets of heaven. It's true, you're right. Even on the verge of death, you still spout such arrogant words."
Kunpeng laughed loudly, and waves of sound swept across the heavens, engulfing a swarm of the Witch Clan and crushing them into dust.
"You beast! Are you itching for a beating again? Have the wings I plucked from you grown back?" Zhu Jiuyin, retaliating in kind, using the power of time to destroy a large number of demons.
At their level, every move they make can be a catastrophe.
His words were a scathing revelation, uncovering a little-known secret. Upon hearing this, some powerful demons' expressions immediately turned strange, indicating that Kunpeng was no match for Zhu Jiuyin.
Kunpeng was filled with shock and anger, his face extremely gloomy. He sneered and said, "I never thought that the naturally mentally challenged Witch Clan would also make jokes."
"Since you've spoken so arrogantly, I'll personally deal with you later!"
He didn't admit it, but instead retorted that he now had the confidence to do so.
Back when he was plucked, he hadn't yet severed his second corpse, so that doesn't count. Now that he has severed his second corpse, his strength has greatly increased, and he is no longer the same as before.
This is a completely new Kunpeng; the one that had its feathers plucked is a thing of the past.
"Hehe, I will grant your request!" Zhu Jiuyin revealed a cold smile, his eyes flashing with divine light. He did not rush to make a move, because his elder brother had not finished speaking.
"Nuwa, now that things have come to this, let's stop hiding things and let the Three Pure Ones come out."
Dijiang glanced at the demon race and said with a faint smile, unusually calm.
Upon hearing this, Nuwa, Fuxi, and other powerful demons were somewhat surprised, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts.
Since the Ancestral Witch knew that the Three Pure Ones were present, why was she still so calm and fearless?
Is this genuinely brainless and fearless, or is it an overconfidence in being able to withstand their combined forces with the Three Pure Ones?
Before they could think further, the Three Pure Ones, who had been hiding in the shadows, revealed themselves, their three vast auras soaring upwards and covering the sky.
At that moment, all living beings present felt a tremor, and involuntarily, a profound awe arose from their very souls.
Even the lesser shamans of the Witch Clan felt a strange fear.
This was a powerful aura, which the Three Pure Ones unleashed, announcing their arrival.
The appearance of Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian brought a sense of inexplicable peace to some of the demon race, because they all knew that they had come to help them and belonged to the demon race.
Sensing their powerful aura, the demons became even more convinced that this battle was insurmountable and would be a complete and utter victory.
"Dijiang, knowing we are here, you still dare to come. Your courage is truly commendable."
Laozi said with a smile, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
"Heh, what's there to be afraid of? You're just a defeated opponent, always a defeated opponent. If I can beat you once or twice, I can beat you a third time," Dijiang replied disdainfully, extremely arrogant.
In fact, the remaining Ancestral Witch were much the same as him, and some were even more outrageous, completely disregarding the Three Pure Ones.
"Snort!"
Yuanshi sneered, reiterating his assessment of the Ancestral Witch: "A pathetic bunch of incomplete beings, fools living in the past and unable to discern the secrets of heaven. How could you possibly fathom the power of our magic!"
His angry rebuke and his evaluation of the Ancestral Witch never changed. Even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches were to kill Yuanshi one day, his opinion would still remain the same.
The great demons secretly gave Yuanshi a thumbs up. They wouldn't dare say such derogatory and humiliating words to the Ancestral Witch's faces. It has to be said, the Three Pure Ones are truly courageous.
"Yuanshi! Have you forgotten how I beat you up back then? You piece of trash, I was already planning to spare your lives, and you still came here to die."
Qiangliang scolded, spouting nonsense. He had indeed beaten Yuanshi, but it wasn't by him alone; it was a group beating. So, it was plausible that he was the one who did it.
We're all brothers, why distinguish between you and me?
"Noisy!" Yuanshi shouted, his body emanating Chaos energy. The Pangu Banner appeared in his hand, and as he shook it, a huge crack appeared in the void. Boundless divine power suppressed the vast earth and countless living beings.
Even powerful beings separated by endless realms could feel the oppressive force of the Pangu Banner and were filled with fear.
"This battle will likely cause the heavens and earth to collapse; it is unavoidable!" The powerful being standing on the ancient mountain range shook his head and sighed to himself.
The Sea of Blood churned, and a blood shadow transformed into Innate Dao Body, standing on the surface of the sea. The endless waves dared not approach it. The Minghe watched the battlefield in the central part of the Primordial World, its eyes flashing brightly.
"Fight, fight, it would be best if both sides were severely injured, kill them all... hehe..." Minghe muttered to himself, saying something intermittently, and letting out bursts of strange laughter.
He wasn't interested in the great war between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan; what interested him was that bird-like fellow from the Demon Clan.
If he could be wounded or even killed in a major battle, then his opportunity would come.
For countless millennia, the Minghe has never relinquished its covetousness for the Primordial Violet Qi.
Because Kunpeng has remained hidden among the demons for years, he has had little opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
But now the opportunity has come. As long as the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan fight, and Kunpeng is dragged into it, preferably seriously injured, then he can make his move.
Thinking of this, Minghe could no longer suppress the tremor in his heart. He felt the Primordial Violet Qi beckoning to him, and he couldn't resist any longer.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we don't act now, are we going to wait until Kunpeng becomes a saint before we make our move?
Reflect on this.
Minghe moved, stepped out of the Sea of Blood, and slowly disappeared into the vast crimson expanse.
Upon Jieyin and Zhunti of the great war between the Lich King and the Wu and Demon at Western Mount Sumeru, Jieyin and Zhunti almost burst out laughing. In the past, the great war between the Dao Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor destroyed their West spiritual veins, and now the great war in the East might also lead to the same result.
In this way, since no one has a spiritual vein, wouldn't everyone be the same?
Jieyin and Zhunti thought to themselves, exchanged a smile, and were ready to watch this good show.
At the same time, there were also unusual developments in the Immortal Court of Purple Mansion Island. The Duke of the East and the Queen Mother of the West led a group of immortals toward the central part of the Primordial World.
In an instant, the entire Primordial World was in turmoil.
The standoff between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan had reached a breaking point, and finally, the tension could no longer be maintained, and a great battle broke out!