Tang Valley.
While Xuan Qing traveled the Primordial Wilderness and his Other Self Incarnation contemplated the "Way of the Ghost Immortal," Xi He quietly left Tang Valley and headed to the Heavenly Court to drill the Great Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation with the many members of the Demon Clan. Meanwhile, the ten Young Golden Crows in Tang Valley, left without Xi He's care, immediately began entertaining thoughts of sneaking out for a look.
For some reason, they had all experienced the same dream in a daze—a dream of the world outside.
"Let's go out and take a look!"
The Great Golden Crow proposed.
The ten brothers were princes of the Demon Clan, born from the essence of the sun and possessed unmatched talent. With Xi He's teachings, they had all now reached the half-step Great Golden Immortal realm.
Moreover, they possessed the Ten Suns Patrol Formation, which Di Jun had specifically deduced for them. Its might was peerless, allowing them to draw upon the Solar Star's power and bestow it upon themselves.
As the Solar Star had been formed from Pangu's left eye, the power it contained was boundless. Even if they could draw upon only a portion of it, it would be enough to let them rival peak Daluo experts.
That was the Great Golden Crow's confidence.
At his words, the other Golden Crows hesitated. Before leaving, Xi He had specifically instructed them to cultivate peacefully and wait in Tang Valley for her return.
Seeing his brothers hesitate, the Great Golden Crow immediately frowned. "What are you afraid of? Mother won't be back anytime soon. She won't notice that we've gone out!"
"Besides, with the Ten Suns Patrol Formation, we have nothing to fear below the quasi-Sage realm!"
In the end, "freedom" overwhelmed the reason in their hearts. Led by the Great Golden Crow, the remaining nine Young Golden Crows quietly bypassed the restrictions Xi He had left behind and emerged onto the Primordial Wilderness outside Tang Valley.
After the ten Young Golden Crows left Tang Valley, an unseen force guided them toward Buzhou Mountain, while another mysterious power concealed the Heavenly Secrets.
Di Jun remained utterly unaware of this.
After a period of development, the Demon Clan had gained quite a few more Great Golden Immortals. With Di Jun and Fuxi working together, the Great Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation had become even more powerful.
With Di Jun and Xi He as its core, three hundred and sixty-five Great Luo Demon Gods as its branches, eighteen thousand Grand Unity Demon Kings, and countless Golden Immortals of the Demon Clan, they began drilling the Great Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation. Di Jun could clearly sense that its current might was at least ten times that of its initial prototype.
"With this formation, why should we fear the Witch Race?"
Di Jun could not help but laugh loudly. "So what if the Witch Race's Twelve Dutiian God-Demon Great Formation can summon Pangu's Dharma Idol? Our Demon Clan's formation is no weaker!"
If he encountered the Twelve Ancestral Witches again, he was confident that he could suppress and kill them outright with the formation's power.
"We must not be careless!"
Fuxi was far more clear-headed. "We have improved over these years, but the Witch Race has improved as well! I heard that the Twelve Ancestral Witches have been in seclusion for more than a hundred thousand years!"
Di Jun sneered at this. "A group of crude fools who cultivate no primordial spirits and know only how to rely on Pangu's legacy—what could they possibly comprehend even if they secluded themselves for a million years? Imperial Lord Xi, you are worrying too much!"
He had never underestimated the Twelve Ancestral Witches. However, before so many members of the Demon Clan, he had to give them the impression that the Witch Race was nothing special!
"Long live the Demon Emperor!"
"Long live the Demon Emperor!"
Sure enough, upon hearing Di Jun's words, aside from a few clear-headed figures such as Fuxi and Bai Ze, the other members of the Demon Clan were all fired up. They looked as though the Demon Clan was invincible and wished they could immediately march out to attack the Witch Race.
"Their morale is usable!"
Seeing this, Di Jun nodded in satisfaction.
Afterward, he continued leading the many members of the Demon Clan in drilling the formation in the Ninth Heaven.
Meanwhile, the Ten Golden Crows, having grown tired of playing in the Primordial Wilderness, somehow suddenly decided to go to Buzhou Mountain and cause trouble for the Witch Race.
As princes of the Demon Clan, they had often heard of how detestable the Witch Race was!
"This isn't a good idea, is it?"
The Sixth Golden Crow hesitated. "We have already disobeyed Mother's orders by leaving Tang Valley. If we go to Buzhou Mountain and provoke the Witch Race again, causing a war between our two races, Mother may punish us severely! Besides, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are all great powers no weaker than Father Emperor and Uncle Tai Yi. How could we possibly be their match?"
"Sixth Brother, aren't you being too timid?"
The Great Golden Crow sneered. "Mother said that the Twelve Ancestral Witches have not shown themselves in the Primordial World for more than a hundred thousand years! So long as the Ancestral Witches do not emerge, what member of the Witch Race can stand against us with the Ten Suns Patrol Formation?"
In truth, the Great Golden Crow had his own plans. The ten brothers had lived in Tang Valley all year round, and he wanted to accomplish something earth-shaking!
If they gained some "achievements," then once Di Jun and Xi He learned of their strength, they might allow them to participate in the war between the Witch Race and the Demon Clan.
He did not want to be treated as "a child in swaddling clothes."
He yearned for a broader world.
Very soon, at the Great Golden Crow's suggestion, the Ten Golden Crows joined forces and swiftly wiped out a Witch Race tribe.
Having tasted success, the Ten Golden Crows became increasingly unscrupulous. Relying on the True Sun Fire, they slaughtered several Witch Race tribes located along the fringes in succession.
At last, the Ten Golden Crows' actions alarmed Kuafu, a Great Witch of the Houtu Tribe.
Holding a Peach Wood Staff, he manifested his Great Witch True Body and crossed tens of millions of miles in an instant, arriving before the Ten Golden Crows as they slaughtered a Witch Race tribe.
"You damned bastards!"
Kuafu was beside himself with rage, gritting his teeth as he said, "I'll grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes!"
The Witch Race had always been hostile toward outsiders, but they were also exceptionally united. Seeing so many members of the Witch Race slaughtered by the Ten Golden Crows, how could Kuafu not be enraged?
The Peach Wood Staff struck out, shattering space in an instant. An incomparably powerful force spread through a million miles of void, and the Ten Golden Crows did not dare confront it head-on.
As princes of the Demon Clan, they naturally possessed life-saving methods. They immediately activated the Golden Crow Transformation into Rainbow Technique together and fled toward the western regions of the Primordial World.
This was the Golden Crow lineage's innate divine ability, reputed to be the fastest speed in the world. Even at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, it could unleash a speed comparable to that of a Great Golden Immortal.
"Brothers, let's play with him first!" The Great Golden Crow laughed excitedly. "Then we'll use the Ten Suns Patrol Formation to refine him to death!"
He was not afraid of the Great Witch Kuafu, because from his perception, Kuafu's strength was only comparable to that of the Demon Clan's Great Luo Demon Gods.
"Alright!"
The other Young Golden Crows were also eager to try.
It was not as though they had never sparred with the Demon Clan's demon gods, but since they were of the same clan, they could not truly strike to kill. They had also never activated the complete Ten Suns Patrol Formation.
As the Ten Golden Crows fled, they drew upon the Solar Star's power. The scorching True Sun Fire instantly transformed into a terrifying heat wave that swept across several million miles.
At this moment, empowered by the Solar Star, every one of the Ten Golden Crows possessed power no weaker than that of a Great Golden Immortal. Countless living beings suffered disaster in an instant.
"Ten Suns Patrol the Heavens!"
Suiren Shi, who guarded the Human Ancestral Land, was the first to notice the anomaly. He hurriedly mobilized the Suiming Tree's power to absorb the leaking True Sun Fire and heat waves.
The Suiming Tree instantly expanded from ten thousand zhang to a million zhang, like an enormous canopy that enveloped every human within the Human Ancestral Land.
Xuan Qing's true body, who was traveling through the Primordial Wilderness, also instantly learned from his Other Self Incarnation, Suiren Shi, that Kuafu was pursuing the Ten Golden Crows.
Great chaos is about to descend!
He chose not to interfere in this matter.
The Ten Golden Crows leaving Tang Valley was already an exceedingly strange matter. There might even be a Sage behind it, laying a trap. He could hardly avoid it fast enough!
Wait?
Xuan Qing's heart suddenly jolted. The direction in which the Ten Golden Crows are fleeing seems to be near the Yellow River Water Mansion?
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