Ultimately Unavoidable

Just as the tension was thick enough to cut with a knife, the two oxen actually started chatting amongst themselves.

"I say, Lao Lei, how about we make a move? We'll just butt them all down and be done with it."

"I think that's unlikely. I think these few lads are quite powerful. However, we are the mounts of future Saints, so trying it might not be impossible."

"Right, we can't let them delay us from seeing the Saint."

The two oxen discussed as if no one else was present, and they had already assumed a stance, as if they were truly preparing to butt Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

This infuriated the Demon Race members. Two oxen that hadn't even transformed into human form dared to disregard them so completely.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi immediately made his move, which could also be seen as helping Gui Che regain some face.

A burst of Solar True Fire instantly shot out, heading directly towards the two oxen.

As the saying goes, ignorance is bliss. The two oxen didn't even put the Solar True Fire in their eyes.

They let out a bellow, and a surge of water vapor rose around them. It went directly to meet the Solar True Fire, accompanied by bursts of thunder.

It was a pity that with just those two oxen, they were no match for Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

If they were truly burned by the Solar True Fire, even if they didn't instantly turn to ash, their fur would definitely be burned clean off.

Fortunately, at this moment, the Ancestral Witch of Fire, Zhurong, made his move. A huge ring of fire instantly appeared in front of the two oxen.

It forcefully blocked Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Solar True Fire.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, attacking two creatures that haven't even transformed, you're quite the Eastern Emperor.

If you have the guts, fight me, Zhurong, for three hundred rounds and see whose fire is more powerful."

Seeing that a great battle between the Witch and Demon Races was truly about to erupt, Chen Xuan naturally couldn't stand by and do nothing.

Although the great battle between the Witch and Demon Races was destined, Chen Xuan didn't want it to happen because of him.

He immediately stepped forward, "Two Martial Uncles, could it be that because you have become the Heavenly Emperors of the Demon Race, you no longer regard my Profound School?"

As soon as Chen Xuan said this, he instantly elevated the matter to another level.

Being brought up to the level of the Profound School by Chen Xuan made Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun somewhat hesitant.

Finally, Di Jun spoke, "Little friend Chen Xuan, do not be an alarmist.

Today's matter has nothing to do with the Profound School. The Dragon Race is originally a member of my Demon Race.

This Nine Dragons Aloeswood Carriage is even more so a possession of my Demon Race, so I ask little friend Chen Xuan to return it to my Demon Race."

Chen Xuan couldn't help but laugh heartily, "If it's as the two Martial Uncles say, then wouldn't the disciples under my master also be at the beck and call of the two Martial Uncles?"

It was a well-known fact that most of Tongtian's disciples were from the Demon Race.

However, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi truly didn't dare to issue orders to those disciples of Tongtian.

After all, they had already changed their allegiance and were no longer under the jurisdiction of the Demon Race Heavenly Court.

Seeing that Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were momentarily speechless, Chen Xuan continued, "If the two Martial Uncles think I am wrong, then let's go to Kunlun Mountain together.

Of course, if the two Martial Uncles are willing, we can also go to the Purple Cloud Palace and let the Martial Ancestor judge."

Chen Xuan was clearly using the Three Pure Ones to pressure Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi first, and then even brought out Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

If the Witch Race hadn't been present, perhaps Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun would have swallowed this silent loss.

But now that the Twelve Ancestral Witches were all here, they couldn't afford to lose face.

So Di Jun immediately snorted coldly and said, "Little friend Chen Xuan is eloquent, I am ashamed of my inferiority.

But if I remember correctly, the Dragon Race does not seem to have disciples of the Three Pure Ones. Nor have they sought refuge with the Profound School.

And this Nine Dragons Aloeswood Carriage is not a treasure of the Profound School. So even if we go to the Purple Cloud Palace, I will not back down.

If little friend Chen Xuan is relying on the Witch Race as a backer, then I don't mind competing with the Witch Race."

As soon as Di Jun said this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were immediately enraged. One by one, they were eager to strike, but they were stopped by Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan knew that Di Jun was deliberately using words to provoke him.

If the Witch Race were to act now, it would confirm that he had a cooperative relationship with the Witch Race.

To put it bluntly, Di Jun's meaning was very simple, which was to shift the karma between him and the Profound School back onto the Demon and Witch Races.

Therefore, Chen Xuan naturally wouldn't let the Witch Race act, but instead said with a smile, "What if the Dragon Race Crown Prince has already joined the Profound School?"

As soon as Chen Xuan said this, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi couldn't help but be stunned.

Then they said, "Whether Ao Guang is a disciple of the Three Pure Ones cannot be decided by a single word from little friend Chen Xuan.

Things have come to this point, why does little friend Chen Xuan still need to be so glib? If you really want to stand up for the Witch Race, let's fight it out."

As he spoke, the Hetu Luoshu had already risen above Di Jun's head, and starlight flickered across the sky. It resonated with the Hetu Luoshu.

This made the Twelve Ancestral Witches stand ready, wishing they could pull Chen Xuan behind them to protect him.

But what everyone didn't expect was that a hint of disdain appeared on Chen Xuan's face.

At the same time, a small plain colored banner rose above his head, which was the Western Plain Color Cloud Realm Banner.

As the Plain Colored Cloud Realm Banner unfurled, it instantly covered the sky and the sun, blocking out all the starlight.

"Uncle-Master Di Jun, I wonder if your Hetu Luoshu can still exert its original power if it cannot connect with the stars.

Don't forget, when it comes to treasures, your Demon Race still cannot compare with my Profound School.

So it is best for Uncle-Master Di Jun to think twice, lest you lose face in front of your subordinates."

At this time, Di Jun's face had become very ugly, and he had even developed a killing intent towards Chen Xuan.

However, in the end, reason overcame anger, and he did not actually attack Chen Xuan.

But that didn't mean Di Jun was ready to give up. Instead, he directly nodded to Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Immediately after, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Eastern Emperor Bell flew out of his hand, and a series of crisp bell sounds rang out in the air.

The Plain Colored Cloud Realm Banner that was originally standing above Chen Xuan's head immediately trembled violently.

Then it was actually forced back into Chen Xuan's body, and the starlight in the sky reconnected with the Hetu Luoshu.

This couldn't help but make Chen Xuan secretly surprised. As expected, it was one of the three great Innate Supreme Treasures transformed from the Pangu Axe.

It was a pity it didn't belong to him, otherwise his master would truly have a treasure capable of suppressing destiny.

At the same time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had also charged out. The first battle between the high-ranking members of the Demon Race and the Twelve Ancestral Witches ultimately erupted because of Chen Xuan.

This couldn't help but make Chen Xuan secretly worried, thinking that he wouldn't be able to escape this karmic debt.

But in the next moment, Chen Xuan suddenly remembered the words Dao Ancestor Hongjun had once said to him.

"Chen Xuan, do you know that because of you, the seeds of disaster have already been sown for the upcoming Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth?"

At the same time, another sentence also echoed in Chen Xuan's mind. That was, "Even if the sky falls, this poor Daoist can at most send someone to help you patch it up."

This couldn't help but make the worry in Chen Xuan's heart instantly disappear, replaced by a sense of calm acceptance.