The Invincible Witch Clan, All Living Beings in Peril
In the central part of the Primordial World, dust billowed and malevolent energy surged. The Twelve Capital Divine Gods and Demons Formation disintegrated, and the world here seemed to brighten.
All the strange phenomena in the world collapsed.
Blood rained down from the sky, but it burned up and turned into shimmering light when it was still thousands of feet above the ground.
On the demon side, the remaining creatures immediately felt as if they had survived a calamity, and the suffocating feeling that had been gripping their hearts gradually dissipated.
Nuwa and Fuxi stood in the void, teetering on the brink of collapse, barely holding on, silently watching the blood falling from the sky, turning into smoke and dissipating into the vast expanse of space.
They were severely wounded in this battle, teetering on the brink of death countless times, but the other creatures of the demon race were not so lucky, suffering countless deaths and injuries.
Even the Demon God Yingzhao Feilian died in battle, and the fate of Kunpeng, the second strongest warrior of the demon race, is unknown.
Most importantly, although the Pangu Phantom disappeared, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not; they were still alive and well, almost unharmed.
On the other side of the battlefield, the Three Pure Ones, dragging their heavily wounded bodies, rode their supreme treasures and fled without looking back, transforming into three dazzling divine rainbows.
They were too badly injured to stay any longer and needed to get back as soon as possible to heal. They were so fragile that they would break at the slightest touch and were completely incapable of fighting again.
Protected by the Innate Supreme Treasure, nothing could stop them as they fled into the endless void.
Seeing this, the remaining powerful beings of the demon race were even more desperate. Even the Three Pure Ones were almost killed and had fled. Now, who could stop the advance of the Witch Clan?
"Haha! No matter who you invite, they'll be utterly defeated!"
"Who else?"
Zhurong watched as the Three Pure Ones vanished in an instant, and couldn't help but burst into laughter, feeling incredibly happy and triumphant.
With the array bestowed upon them by the Father God, who in the world could be their match?
It's only a matter of time before they dominate the entire Primordial World.
"See that? This is what happens when you oppose our Ancestral Witch!" Qiangliang roared, his fierce aura terrifying the remaining demons.
"Stop wasting time talking to them, kill them all and wipe out the rest!" Zhu Jiuyin said coldly.
"Move!" Dijiang commanded, without any unnecessary words.
Upon hearing this, the Witch Clan, who had been unable to contain themselves any longer, swarmed forward and charged towards the demon clan.
This time, the situation was completely different. The demon race, which had suffered heavy losses, was no match for the Witch Clan, and the battle was one-sided.
"Retreat!"
Nuwa threw out the Map of Mountains and Rivers, protecting the demon race as they retreated. This battle was simply unwinnable; continuing would only be a waste of time.
"Kill!"
The Ancestral Witch roared, and countless Witch Clan warriors gave chase; it was a fierce and brutal pursuit.
Meanwhile, the hunters, lurking in the shadows and watching intently, also made their move.
The Minghe and the Duke of the East followed, their target the Kunpeng; for them, this was a golden opportunity.
At this moment, the Kunpeng soil had already buried up to its neck; they could crush it with one hand!
"The Primordial Violet Qi will surely be mine!"
As Minghe and the Duke of the East thought, before they even discovered each other, they had already inscribed their names on the Primordial Violet Qi of the Kunpeng.
The chase between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan spread outwards from the central part of the Primordial World, and the flames of war swept across the endless land.
Those who were following this battle were stunned; they hadn't expected the outcome to be like this, with several twists and turns.
"Could it truly be the will of Heaven? Even the will of the Great God Pangu and the intervention of the Three Pure Ones could not reverse the Fate of the demon race's crushing defeat!"
"After this battle, who in the entire Primordial World can stop the advance of the Witch Clan?"
"Something big is about to happen. Given the way the Witch Clan operates, they're likely going to annex the entire Primordial World. At that time, the whole world will become a hunting ground and food for the Witch Clan!"
Upon learning of the demon race's defeat, the creatures who had been following the battle sighed, sensing something was wrong, and the atmosphere became very oppressive.
In their view, the best outcome for the Witch Clan and the demon clan is for both to suffer heavy losses, with neither side wanting to win and the other simply wearing each other down.
Now the Witch Clan has crushed the Demon Clan and become the sole power. If this continues, it will have unimaginable consequences, and they may even be implicated.
The current trend is exactly like this. Over the past ten thousand years, the Witch Clan has seized and occupied countless territories. Now that they have defeated the demon tribe, one can imagine how much more territory they will seize.
It's out of control, it's going crazy!
Mount Sumeru.
"What a pity! It was so close!" Zhun Ti used his supernatural powers to see the scene after the battle and was immediately filled with regret.
The Three Pure Ones almost died, but they still managed to escape.
It's truly a pity for them.
If the Three Pure Ones were to die, wouldn't these two brothers, who were merely nominal disciples, be promoted to direct disciples?
They might even inherit the legacy of the Three Pure Ones, with each person receiving an Innate Supreme Treasure.
"Junior brother, watch your words. The Three Pure Ones are our senior brothers, we are from the same sect. How can you say such a thing?" Jieyin lightly and said calmly. Although it was a reprimand, there was no serious expression on his face, and he was quite casual.
"It was my junior brother's recklessness," Zhun Ti a smile, admitting his mistake. After so many years together, they knew each other very well.
Jieyin said he was blaming him, Zhun Ti knew that his senior brother was not blaming him at all, and even wanted to laugh out loud.
While we may be happy, we still need to put on a show.
So, one of them scolded the other, and the other admitted his mistake; their actions were perfectly timed.
"By the way, senior brother, we are also fellow disciples of Nuwa. Do you think she might come to us for help when she's desperate?"
Zhun Ti suddenly thought of something and said, "This idea just came to me out of nowhere. After all, it makes sense for Nuwa to ask the Three Pure Ones to come forward, right?"
Upon hearing this, Jieyin immediately shook his head and laughed, "Absolutely impossible. Nuwa sought out the Three Pure Ones because they had a mortal feud with the Ancestral Witch, while we have no enmity with them!"
"If she's not confused, she wouldn't have thought of this."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhun Ti nodded in agreement. "Senior brother is right. I just had a sudden thought and didn't take it seriously."
He explained with a smile, and upon closer inspection, it made sense; they were different in nature from the Three Pure Ones.
Of course, there is another crucial reason: facing the current Witch Clan, unless the Dao Ancestor intervenes, asking anyone else will be of no use.
Nuwa would have to be out of her mind to think of seeking them out, because even if she did, it wouldn't make any difference.
"Junior brother, remember what your senior brother said. Let them deal with the affairs of the East. We just need to focus on our cultivation."
Jieyin smiled and said, his mind clear and firm. Regardless of whether Nuwa came to find them or not, they would refuse, and with reason and evidence.
"Junior brother understands. I originally intended to bring back the purple aura from Kunpeng, but since senior brother has said so, then forget it. The Primordial Violet Qi belongs to the one with the right destiny!"
Zhun Ti said this, his last thought vanished, and decided to release Kunpeng for now, and make further plans later.
"Kunpeng Daoist Kunpeng, you're welcome!"