The Ancestral Witches Arrive at Mount Sumeru
Zhurong suddenly awoke, as if from the dead, much to the delight of all the Ancestral Witch.
Being able to speak means the injuries aren't too serious, unlike last time when they were all suffocated and it took them a long time to wake up.
"Brother, you should focus on recovering from your injuries. You're too badly injured to set up any formations!" Dijiang explained patiently, holding Zhurong's hand.
He was very happy that his brother was alright.
"Hey you, carry Zhurong to the Blood Pool to heal her wounds." Before Zhurong could respond, Dijiang stood up and gave the order.
Without a word, Qiangliang hoisted Zhurong onto his shoulder and ran towards the Blood Pool. Zhurong struggled, still thinking of setting up an array to take revenge.
But severely injured, he couldn't possibly outmaneuver Qiangliang.
"Brother, Zhurong is right. Such a grudge must be avenged!"
Gonggong paused for a moment, then spoke, saying that he had been attacked twice, and theoretically speaking, his hatred for the Golden Crow was even greater than that for Zhurong.
"I understand you're eager for revenge, but we'll have to wait until you've recovered from your injuries," Dijiang said in a deep voice. He used to think that even without forming an array, he could defeat the Three Crows, but now he had to retract that idea.
That's too dangerous.
"Brother is right. We must take revenge, but we'll have to wait until our brothers are healed," Xuanming said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, all the Ancestral Witch nodded slightly. Although they were reckless, they were not without brains.
Knowing the odds are slim, yet still insisting on fighting—isn't that just brain-dead?
"Have you noticed that since defeating the demon race, the fortune and cultivation speed of our Witch Clan have greatly improved?"
Dijiang changed the subject, saying that he would not dwell on revenge for the time being, because he had a bigger plan.
"Yes! I only realized it now that you mentioned it, I thought it was because my talent had improved!" Tian Wu said with a smile, scratching his head.
The Ancestral Witch all nodded, indicating that they did indeed have this feeling. They had thought it was an illusion, but after Dijiang said it, they realized it was true.
"In my opinion, this is the benefit of collecting the legacy of the Father God. The territory of the demon race has come to us, which has increased the fortune of our Witch Clan and accelerated our cultivation speed."
"Therefore, the next step is to occupy the western and southern Primordial World and extend our territory towards these two areas."
Dijiang said in a deep voice, his analysis quite logical and reasonable.
The Duke of the East, standing to the side, couldn't help but look up, as if there was something interesting to see there.
He was really starting to lose his composure.
What was originally a joke, when said to one's face, how could anyone hold back?
He was afraid that if he suddenly burst out laughing, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.
"Duke of the East!"
Dijiang's call startled Duke of the East awake. He straightened his expression and asked, "Dijiang, what are your orders?"
"This time, you will be the vanguard, attacking the West to atone for your sins!"
"Huh?" Duke of the East was dumbfounded; he had been distracted and hadn't heard what Dijiang was saying.
Why were they suddenly sent to attack the West?
The West is the territory of Jieyin and Zhunti, disciples of the Dao Ancestor, and future Sage.
Can you just randomly hit this?
"What, you're not willing?" Dijiang snorted coldly, his killing intent overflowing.
The Duke of the East felt a chill in his heart and quickly responded, expressing his loyalty.
"Of course I'd love to!"
"Let's not delay, let's go now," Dijiang said with a smile.
Therefore, the Duke of the East, along with several Ancestral Witch, led millions of the Witch Clan warriors West.
The remaining Ancestral Witch waged war in the south, dividing their forces into two routes.
This time, they not only want to conquer territory, but also to exterminate the demon race in these two places.
With overwhelming power, they pressed down on heaven and earth, with the Ancestral Witch and the Duke of the East leading the way, approaching the sacred West land of Mount Sumeru.
Taking this place is tantamount to taking over the entire West.
Jieyin and Zhun Ti awoke from their meditative state, sensing the malevolent aura of the Ancestral Witch, and their faces showed horror.
"Why have the Ancestral Witch come to the West?"
Zhun Ti exclaimed in surprise, "This is too sudden! I wasn't prepared at all!"
"The visitor is hostile!" Jieyin's expression Jieyin grave, his eyes flickering; he already sensed something ominous.
Just as they were filled with anxiety, on this day, the Ancestral Witch finally descended.
A series of malevolent auras shook the universe, enveloping the entire Mount Sumeru.
"Fellow Daoists, what brings you to my Mount Sumeru?"
Jieyin to his feet and asked in a peaceful manner. A sacred and serene light enveloped him, and a halo above his head illuminated the Eight Desolations and the earth.
"Without further ado, move out of Mount Sumeru, and bring the West into the territory of my Witch Clan!"
Zhu Jiuyin shouted, his voice resounding through the heavens, and all the Ancestral Witch revealed their Dharma bodies, reaching the same height as Mount Sumeru.
The defeat at Three Immortal Islands made them especially eager to make amends.
If they can't defeat the Golden Crow, surely they Jieyin and Zhunti?
"What? You actually want to annex the West?" Jieyin's expression changed drastically.
Frenzied.
Even though the West is so impoverished, they didn't spare it.
How thirsty are you?
"Annihilation? The entire Primordial World was transformed from our clan's Father God, so how can it be annexation? It's just taking back what originally belonged to the Witch Clan!" Zhu Jiuyin.
Jieyin Zhun Ti looked grim, knowing that reasoning with these Ancestral Witch was futile.
They saw the Duke of the East sandwiched among the Ancestral Witch; he was only half a body, neither human nor ghost.
Zhun Ti, his gaze sharp, demanded, "Duke of the East, was this your doing?"
The Duke of the East smiled broadly, showing no sign of distress when questioned; he was as utterly unfazed as a dead pig that had nothing to fear.
"Fellow Daoists, this is an inevitable trend, and it has nothing to do with me."
He said with a smile, without offering further explanation.
"Alright, no need to waste time talking to them!"
"Do it!"
Zhu Jiuyin shouted, and as soon as he finished speaking, thunder roared throughout the world, as if it were the end of the world, and a black sea of lightning rolled on Mount Sumeru.
Qiangliang acted immediately, launching a powerful attack with devastating force right from the start!
"You bastard! Do you think we're easy to bully?"
Jieyin, Zhun Ti unleashed their magical treasures, which shone brightly across the heavens, as they attacked with all their might.
What an unexpected calamity! Who would have thought that the Ancestral Witch would one day attack Mount Sumeru?
As the supreme rulers of the West and disciples of the Dao Ancestor, the Witch Clan showed no hesitation in attacking them without any reason.
Not long ago, they were lamenting the fate of the East, but now it has befallen them.
"Ha! You're nothing!" Qiangliang said arrogantly, raising his hand to unleash an endless sea of lightning, drenching Mount Sumeru.
"Ah!"
With Jieyin and Zhunti, Jieyin and Zhunti unleashed their light, Twelfth-Grade Golden Lotus and the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree burst forth, breaking through the sea of thunder and attacking Qiangliang.
Seeing this, the remaining Ancestral Witch also took action, each displaying their supernatural powers, and the great battle shook the heavens and the Eight Desolations, reaching every corner of the world.
At this moment, all the powerful demons hidden in some corner had solemn expressions and were trembling with fear.
Baize and Jimeng, hiding in the West, were best positioned to sense the commotion of the battle at Mount Sumeru.
"The Witch Clan has gone mad! They've actually invaded the West!" Jimeng's face was grim, a mixture of anger and fear.
If the Witch Clan were to occupy the West and south, they would truly be struggling to survive in the cracks.
This would be a catastrophe for the demon race, a catastrophic disaster.
"The Witch Clan isn't crazy. They know they have to do this, because conquering the entire Primordial World would be a transformative experience for the Witch Clan."
"At that time, it will be a great calamity for the entire Primordial World, and no one will be able to escape it!" Baize said expressionlessly, his voice colder than ever before.