Those Who Harm My Witch Clan Shall Be Executed, No Matter How Far Away

Those Who Harm My Witch Clan Shall Be Executed, No Matter How Far Away

"A mere Witch Clan, how utterly ignorant."

"I was going to settle for a bit of toll money, but now this old Daoist has changed his mind!!"

With a flip of his hand, the purple-robed old Daoist suppressed the surging stellar blood energy filling the sky.

Although the Grand Luo Golden Immortal Realm transcended the river of time and remained eternal,

those in the Quasi-Sage Realm had already begun comprehending the power of laws—the rules governing the heavens and earth.

The phantom of a ferocious giant rat emerged behind the purple-robed old Daoist.

Devouring Law!!!

The moment this technique appeared, Hou Yi and Kua Fu were fine, since they were Great Witches of the Witch Clan.

But the other Witch Clan members were in dire straits.

Like kites with severed strings, they were all sucked into the mouth of the purple-robed old Daoist's Dharma image.

"Purple-robed rat, how dare you!!!"

Seeing the members of his tribe swallowed into the purple Dharma image,

Hou Yi flew into a rage.

He drew the Heaven-Shaking Bow to its fullest.

At this moment, Hou Yi poured all his strength into this arrow.

The clouds in the sky sensed the power contained within the arrow.

They shattered like glass.

Cloud-Splitting Arrow!!

Kua Fu did the same.

Starlight flickered around his body as earthly fiend blood energy surged like a tide.

He threw a punch, like heavenly thunder igniting earthly fire.

"You ignorant fools, do you really think I cannot kill the two of you?"

The purple-robed old Daoist snorted coldly.

The phantom behind him carried the momentum to swallow the world.

He had only intended to make a little money. He had not expected these Witch Clan members to be so ungrateful.

Since that was the case, he might as well kill them all and silence them.

"Who are you calling ignorant!!!"

Just as the purple-robed rat prepared to slaughter every Witch Clan member, the void beside him split open.

Zhu Rong, clad in fiery red scale armor, stepped out of the void.

"Zhu Rong!!!"

Zhu Rong's sudden appearance gave the purple-robed old Daoist a huge fright.

His principle in life was to flee the instant something seemed amiss.

Thus, the moment he saw Zhu Rong, he immediately turned to run.

"Trying to escape?"

Zhu Rong's expression was icy.

He drew a deep breath and hurled a punch at the purple-robed old Daoist.

"Heaven-Melting Earth-Burning Flame Fist? Zhu Rong, is this really necessary?!"

When he turned around and saw that it was Zhu Rong's full-strength punch,

the purple-robed rat was so frightened that he hurriedly unleashed every magic treasure and divine ability he possessed.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!!

Even the residual force instantly vaporized a million mountains.

As for the purple-robed rat, who bore the true force of the attack,

although he did not die, he was covered in blood and lay miserably on the ground.

"I have lived for countless years. I am one of the Three Thousand Red-Dust Guests of Purple Cloud Palace."

"My innate divine ability is that of the God-Eating Rat. I cultivate the Devouring Law, and I still have an endless Great Dao to pursue."

"I do not want to die. Do not kill me!!"

The purple-robed rat looked at Zhu Rong, who was drenched in blood like a demon.

He was afraid.

And he regretted it.

Had he known this would happen, he never should have coveted such petty gains.

"Those who dare harm my Witch Clan shall be executed, no matter the cost, no matter how far away they are!!"

Zhu Rong struck, directly crushing the purple-robed rat's primordial spirit.

The words he spoke echoed between heaven and earth.

"As expected of the Witch Clan. If they do not act, so be it—but once they do, they slaughter a purple-robed old Daoist at the early Quasi-Sage Realm."

"Though Purple Robe was not particularly strong, he was still a rat who had listened to the Great Dao at Purple Cloud Palace and possessed the Devouring Law. Yet he was killed in an instant."

"As expected of those mad Ancestral Shamans. Even if they had to injure themselves by eight hundred, they would still destroy Purple Robe."

"What audacity. He is warning all living beings."

"..."

Divine consciousness crisscrossed through the void.

The cultivators' discussion was precisely the result Zhu Rong wanted.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

"Greetings, Ancestral Shaman Zhu Rong!!!"

Hou Yi and Kua Fu stepped forward, looking at Zhu Rong with guilty expressions.

As the leaders of two tribes, they had failed to protect their people.

That was their dereliction of duty.

"Let us go."

"If you encounter danger on the way, call for help immediately!!"

It turned out that, at the critical moment between life and death, Dijiang had sensed them through their bloodline.

He had then used a spatial divine ability to send over his Zhu Rong avatar.

The Witch Clan was stubborn.

Even when disaster was upon them, they refused to ask the Ancestral Shamans for help. Fortunately, Dijiang had been watching the returning groups all along.

This return journey

did not involve every Witch Clan tribe at once. The tribes with Great Witches stationed in them were returning first.

After resolving the trouble, the Zhu Rong avatar turned and stepped into the spatial rift, leaving.

This was because among the Great Witch teams, incidents like the one Hou Yi and Kua Fu had encountered

were neither the first nor the last.

"A spatial passage! I saw Dijiang on the other side of the spatial passage. Has he already mastered the Spatial Law to such a degree?"

"The Witch Clan is truly terrifying. In just this short time, they killed six early Quasi-Sage Realm cultivators in an instant."

"Not six—eight. The two Quasi-Sages who escaped were also pursued and killed after Dijiang opened a spatial passage."

"Tsk, tsk. The Witch Clan has truly brought their vengeful nature to its fullest."

"Anyone who wishes to provoke the Witch Clan in the future will have to consider the consequences."

"Pah, consequences? They paid the price of severely injuring eight Ancestral Shamans. Was that really worth it?"

The Primordial World was vast, but news still spread swiftly.

The news that the Great Witches were leading their tribes back to Pangu Hall for worship spread like wildfire.

After they used thunderous methods to kill eight Quasi-Sages,

the Great Witches' remaining journey became much easier.

Though they could not seize the natural treasures in their hands, they could seize the territories they left behind.

For a time, the entire Primordial Wilderness began to stir restlessly.

However, the Witch Clan's Ancestral Shamans had slaughtered Quasi-Sages too ruthlessly. Although many now coveted the territories of the Great Witch tribes, not a single one dared make a move.

Everyone was watching and waiting.

Thirty-Three Heavens, Taiqing Realm.

"The Witch Clan is not competing for supremacy in the Primordial Wilderness, yet they are holding some kind of ritual?"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked impatient.

He had already wasted much time over the Demon-Witch matter.

Recently, inspiration had been overflowing for him, and he had planned to refine many magic treasures.

Yet because of the Demon-Witch Calamity, he had no choice but to constantly monitor their movements.

"The Witch Clan is returning to Pangu Hall, while the Demon Clan of the Heavenly Court has nearly finished expanding."

"I believe that before long, many demons will begin descending to the lower realm to establish their merits."

The Heavenly Court had the merit of the Heavenly Court, while the Primordial Wilderness had the merit of the Primordial Wilderness.

Having experienced the benefits of merit, how could the demons resist the temptation of competing for supremacy over the Primordial Wilderness?

Sure enough.

As the Three Pure Ones deliberated, the demons of the Heavenly Court also began to stir.

Among them, none had more thoughts than Demon Master Kunpeng.

"Demon Master, you are the teacher of all demons, yet those two have taken more than half of the Heavenly Court's merit."

"It is unfair!!"

As the ruler of Northern Darkness, Kunpeng

naturally had a group of living beings supporting him.

Not to mention anything else, his thirty-six chief disciples alone could rally countless followers with a single call.

"Now that the Witch Clan in the lower realm has returned to Pangu Hall, why not seize the opportunity to descend and take all the territories?"

"What about the Heavenly Court??"

"We want the Heavenly Court, and we want the Primordial Wilderness as well."

"As long as Demon Master gathers the providence and merit of the Primordial Wilderness, then when the time comes, with authority over heaven and earth, will it not be Demon Master who has the final say?!"

The disciples all fanned the flames.

They wanted Kunpeng to descend to the lower realm, and they wanted even more to descend themselves.

Looking at Kunpeng, who sat in the seat of honor deep in thought, Northern Darkness Child, his eldest disciple,

knew it was time for him to step forward.

"Master, in terms of origin and talent, in what way are you inferior to Di Jun and Tai Yi?"

"Back when you listened to the Dao at Purple Cloud Palace, if no one had interfered, you would already be honored as a Sage."

"As the saying goes, one step behind means every step behind."

"Master, you cannot hesitate any longer."

Northern Darkness Child was the second living being born in Northern Darkness. Kunpeng favored him greatly and had accepted him as his eldest disciple.

Now, his words struck directly at Kunpeng's sore spot.