Just as the tension reached its peak, the two bulls actually started chatting.
"I say, Lao Lei, how about we make a move? We can just ram them all to the ground."
"I don't think it'll be easy. These brats seem pretty capable. But we're the future Saint's mounts, so there's no harm in giving it a try."
"Right. We can't let them delay us from meeting the Saint."
The two bulls discussed matters as though no one else were present, already lowering their heads as if they truly intended to charge Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
This infuriated the Demon Race members. Two bulls that had not even transformed dared to show them such contempt.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi immediately made his move, which also helped Gui Che recover a bit of his dignity.
A streak of Solar True Fire shot forth in an instant, hurtling straight toward the two bulls.
As the saying went, the ignorant feared nothing. The two bulls did not take the Solar True Fire seriously at all.
They immediately let out thunderous bellows, and an aura of water surged around them. It rushed directly toward the Solar True Fire, accompanied by peals of thunder.
Unfortunately, those two bulls were no match for Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
If they were truly struck by the Solar True Fire, even if they were not instantly reduced to ash, every hair on their bodies would be burned away.
Fortunately, Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire, acted at that moment. A massive ring of fire instantly appeared before the two bulls.
It forcibly blocked Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Solar True Fire.
"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, attacking two beings who haven't even transformed? You truly are something as Eastern Emperor.
"If you have the skill, fight me, Zhurong, for three hundred rounds. Let's see whose fire is stronger."
Seeing that the Witch and Demon Clans were truly about to go to war, Chen Xuan naturally could not stand by and watch.
Although the Witch Demon War was destined to happen, Chen Xuan did not want it to break out because of him.
He immediately stepped forward. "Two Martial Uncles, could it be that becoming the Demon Race's Heavenly Emperors has made you disregard our Mystic Sect?"
The moment Chen Xuan said this, he elevated the matter to an entirely different level.
By bringing the Mystic Sect into it, Chen Xuan made Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun somewhat wary.
In the end, Di Jun spoke. "Little Friend Chen Xuan, do not make alarmist remarks.
"Today's matter has nothing to do with the Mystic Sect. The Dragon Race was originally part of our Demon Race.
"The Nine Dragons Aloeswood Carriage is also an item of our Demon Race. Therefore, I ask Little Friend Chen Xuan to return it to us."
Chen Xuan could not help but laugh. "By the reasoning of you two Martial Uncles, wouldn't my master's disciples also have to obey your commands?"
Most of Tongtian's disciples were from the Demon Race, a fact known to everyone.
Yet Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi truly did not dare issue orders to Tongtian's disciples.
After all, they had already changed allegiances and were no longer under the jurisdiction of the Demon Race Heavenly Court.
Seeing that Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi had no response for the moment, Chen Xuan continued, "If you two Martial Uncles think I am wrong, then let us go together to Kunlun Mountain.
"Of course, if you are willing, we can also go to the Purple Cloud Palace and ask Grandmaster to judge who is right."
Chen Xuan was clearly using the Three Pure Ones to pressure Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi first, then even bringing out Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
If the Witch Race had not been present, perhaps Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun would have swallowed this humiliation in silence.
But now that all Twelve Ancestral Witches were present, they could not afford to lose face.
Thus, Di Jun snorted coldly. "Little Friend Chen Xuan is indeed eloquent. I admit my inferiority.
"However, if I remember correctly, the Dragon Race has no disciples of the Three Pure Ones. Nor have they joined the Mystic Sect.
"And this Nine Dragons Aloeswood Carriage is not a Mystic Sect treasure either. Therefore, even if we go to the Purple Cloud Palace, I will not back down.
"If Little Friend Chen Xuan intends to rely on the Witch Race as his backing, then I do not mind testing myself against the Witch Race."
The moment Di Jun said this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches became enraged. Each of them was eager to attack, but Chen Xuan stopped them.
Chen Xuan knew that Di Jun was deliberately trying to provoke him with those words.
If the Witch Race truly attacked now, it would confirm that he and the Witch Race were working together.
Put simply, Di Jun wanted to pull the Karma between himself and the Mystic Sect back onto the Witch and Demon Clans.
Thus, Chen Xuan naturally would not let the Witch Race act. He merely smiled and said, "Then what if the Dragon Race's crown prince has already entered the Mystic Sect?"
The moment Chen Xuan said this, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were both stunned.
Then Di Jun said, "Whether Ao Guang is a disciple of the Three Pure Ones cannot be decided by Little Friend Chen Xuan's word alone.
"Things have already come to this, so why must Little Friend Chen Xuan still twist his words? If you truly wish to stand up for the Witch Race, then let us fight without restraint."
As he spoke, the Hetu Luoshu rose above Di Jun's head. Starlight flickered throughout the heavens, echoing the Hetu Luoshu.
This caused the Twelve Ancestral Witches to ready themselves, each wishing they could pull Chen Xuan behind them and protect him.
Yet to everyone's surprise, a faintly disdainful smile appeared on Chen Xuan's face.
At the same time, a plain-colored little banner rose above his head. It was the Western Plain Color Cloud Realm Banner.
As the Plain Colored Cloud Realm Banner unfurled, it instantly covered the sky and blotted out the sun, concealing all the starlight.
"Uncle Di Jun, without the Hetu Luoshu's connection to the stars, can it still display its original power?
"Do not forget that when it comes to treasures, your Demon Race still cannot compare to our Mystic Sect.
"So, Uncle Di Jun, you should think carefully. Otherwise, you may lose face before all your subordinates."
Di Jun's expression had turned extremely ugly. He had even developed killing intent toward Chen Xuan.
Yet reason ultimately overcame his fury, and he did not truly attack Chen Xuan.
However, that did not mean Di Jun intended to let the matter rest. He merely nodded directly at Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
Immediately afterward, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Eastern Emperor Bell flew from his hand, its clear chimes ringing through the air.
The Plain Colored Cloud Realm Banner that had been suspended above Chen Xuan's head immediately began to tremble violently.
It was then forcibly driven back into Chen Xuan's body, and the starlight in the sky once again connected with the Hetu Luoshu.
Chen Xuan could not help but be secretly shocked. It truly deserved to be one of the three Innate Supreme Treasures formed from Pangu's axe.
Unfortunately, it did not belong to him. Otherwise, his master would truly have a treasure capable of suppressing fortune.
At the same time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had already charged forward. The first battle between the Demon Race's upper ranks and the Twelve Ancestral Witches had ultimately erupted because of Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan could not help but worry inwardly. It seems I won't be able to escape this Karma after all.
But in the next moment, Chen Xuan suddenly recalled something Dao Ancestor Hongjun had once said to him.
"Chen Xuan, do you know that because of you, the seeds of disaster have already been planted for the coming Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth?"
At the same time, another sentence echoed in Chen Xuan's mind. "Even if the sky falls, I can simply send someone to patch it up for you."
The worry in Chen Xuan's heart instantly vanished, replaced by calm acceptance.
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