"Senior Chen Xuan... can you... still keep going?"
Ancestor Witch Houtu had watched everything unfold from beginning to end, her heart hanging in her throat the whole time, cold sweat in her palms and nerves stretched taut. Amid her unease, she could not help worrying about Chen Xuan.
"Can't? A man can never say he can't!"
"Don't panic. We're in a bad situation, but do you think they're doing any better?"
Chen Xuan said calmly.
Ah, that damn sense of ease!
Just like always!
Hearing this, Houtu instinctively looked over and swept her gaze across the Six Saints of Heaven and Earth.
Their attacks were fierce and concentrated, like a raging storm and a torrential downpour, unstoppable and utterly terrifying.
But...
Why were the saints vomiting blood wildly while fighting?
The scene was truly bizarre!
Houtu's phoenix eyes widened in shock and horror. She asked curiously, "Senior, what... is going on?"
"Because... I equipped Thorn Armor!"
Chen Xuan grinned.
"Thorn Armor? What kind of Chaos secret treasure armor is that? Why have I never heard of it before... It's actually this powerful?!"
Houtu was completely stunned, turbulent waves crashing through her heart as she found it unbelievable.
It had to be said, Senior Chen Xuan's trump card was indeed unbelievably awesome!
The nerves that had been taut just moments ago suddenly relaxed somewhat.
There was no other reason.
After being influenced by Chen Xuan day in and day out—brainwashed—Houtu no longer feared life or death, nor did she fear anything!
What was there to fear in death?
So what if she died?
She was betting that the saints of the heavens feared death!
It all depended on who cracked first!
"You saints, stop wasting your strength! Be careful not to fight until we all perish together!"
"As long as the Wu clan's fortune remains, I shall not die!"
"As long as the ancestral witches' essence blood does not run dry, I shall not perish!"
"As long as the will of the Earth Dao remains, I am invincible!"
"Come on, hurt each other! Who's afraid of whom?!"
Faced with the saints' shameless bullying and group assault, Chen Xuan's anger instantly maxed out. He threw back his head and roared.
Every cry was deafening, every sentence earth-shaking!
The Six Saints of Heaven and Earth were all horrified. They instinctively withdrew their divine abilities, put away their Dharma treasures, and halted their attacks, standing there in a daze.
Their eyes were filled with deep apprehension!
Just as Chen Xuan had said.
Although the Slaughter True Body was riddled with holes and scars, its color dimming as its killing power gradually faded and its primordial might steadily wore away.
It was like a candle flickering in the wind, like the setting sun.
Swaying on the verge of collapse, it could even crumble apart at any moment!
But...
Their situation was no better!
If they continued exhausting themselves like this and fought to the bitter end, they would likely suffer unstable cultivation, wither in vitality, see their fortune dissipate, and might even fall from their saintly thrones before killing a single ancestral witch!
After all, in the eyes of these lofty saints,
the Witch Clan was nothing more than ants, mere specks of dust, lowly to the very mud.
Mutual destruction? Perishing together? Trading one for one?
The saints were unwilling!
It simply was not worth it!
For a time, the battlefield fell into a stalemate.
"I never expected this, truly never expected it. I still underestimated the power of the Slaughter True Body, and I underestimated Houtu's resolve to die!"
Even after using One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, he had failed to turn the tide or break the deadlock. Amid Taiqing's shock, he felt utterly exhausted.
"Sigh!"
Jieyin felt the same. Body and soul weary, he sensed the vast universe within him continuously trembling. His Primordial realm was becoming increasingly unstable, while the Three Flowers above his head and his saintly Dao Fruit were on the verge of collapse. He could not help but let out a heavy sigh.
His regret was nearly turning his guts green!
Yuanshi Tianzun looked toward Tongtian, who was meditating with his eyes closed not far away, and immediately grew furious. He vented all the frustration and dissatisfaction in his heart on Tongtian—
"Why is Tongtian taking so long? He always dithers and drags his feet!"
"If he recovered a little faster, he could set up the Immortal-Slaying Formation again and slaughter the ancestral witches. Then we wouldn't have to work ourselves to death here!"
"What a useless piece of trash!"
Every word from Yuanshi was cutting, every complaint reaching Tongtian's ears.
Tongtian's swordlike brows furrowed tightly, and displeasure immediately appeared on his face.
Me?! ┗(｀ー´)┓!!!
Who knew how much time passed.
The situation remained deadlocked.
Hongjun finally could not bear to watch any longer.
He feared that if this continued, once the ancestral witches returned to their peak state and the Dutian God-Demon Array descended again, he would have another headache on his hands!
With that thought,
not long after,
a vast Dao voice, resonant as a great bell, suddenly echoed through that stretch of heaven and earth—
"You insolent brat!"
"As long as the Wu clan's fortune remains, you shall not die? Then how does it compare to the fortune of the Profound Gate's orthodoxy?"
"And how does it compare to the fortune of the Heavenly Dao?"
The voice was like the Great Dao's rarefied sound, vast and majestic, inspiring reverence in all who heard it.
The saints of Heaven and Earth were overjoyed, as though they had seized a lifeline!
It was their master, Dao Ancestor!
Was the old man finally going to act?!!
Rumble—
That thought flashed through the saints' minds. The next instant, the sky split apart, the starry domain collapsed, and an immense, terrifying saintly pressure erupted and poured down!
Amid the sudden appearance of endless brilliant golden light,
golden lotuses drifted across the heavens.
Boundless auspicious purple qi permeated the air.
Hongjun sent down another saintly Dharma Body!
He raised his eyes and looked down upon the myriad heavens and worlds. Heavenly might was like a prison, saintly might radiant and magnificent, making all living beings kneel and tremble!
Seeing this, every member of the Witch Clan felt their hearts leap into their throats again. Their nerves were stretched to the limit, and cold sweat poured down their faces.
Overwhelmed by emotion, they began weeping sorrowfully, one after another!
Though countless innate deities of the Primordial World were horrified, each wore an expression of contempt and disdain.
This was bad. The Six Saints of Heaven and Earth joining hands to bully Ancestor Witch Houtu, a lone woman, was not enough—now Dao Ancestor Hongjun had come to join in too!
They were simply bullying the witches too much!
Cough—ptui!
Shameless and despicable!
"Houtu, the Slaughter True Body is already in grave danger and may not survive the day. The overall situation has now been decided. The Witch Clan's destruction and your transformation into Reincarnation are the inevitable trend of the Primordial World."
"As the saying goes, minor trends may be changed, but major trends cannot be reversed. If you do not repent now, when will you?"
"This Ancestor shall give you one final chance. Go and Transform into Reincarnation. That way, the Witch Clan... may yet retain a sliver of hope. Otherwise..."
Hongjun's Dharma Body descended, towering and majestic, wearing an expression of compassionate suffering as he began preaching again!
But...
Who was Chen Xuan?
He was Chen the Trash-Talker!
"Get the fuck out of here!!!"
Before Hongjun could even finish speaking, Chen Xuan finally could not hold back—
"The great trend of the Primordial World? Heh, heh. The great trend you saints speak of is making the Witch Clan go die?"
"In the eyes of you saints of the heavens, does the inevitable trend of the Primordial World mean scheming against its living beings until they die one after another?"
"Was it the same for the dragon, phoenix, and qilin Three Innate Clans during the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity? And now it is the same for the Witch Clan?"
"In the future, will the Human Clan and the gods and Buddhas filling the skies also be endlessly plotted against, endlessly repeat the same mistakes, and endlessly die?!!!"
Rumble—
In an instant, rolling thunder shook the world, reverberating through the cosmos and echoing across the Primordial World.
With only a few words, Chen Xuan instantly detonated the entire scene and sent the whole Primordial World into an uproar!
In a few concise words, he directly ignited and detonated all the long-buried resentment, hatred, unwillingness, dissatisfaction, and everything else in the hearts of the Three Innate Clans, the Human Clan, and even the gods and demons filling the skies!
In an instant.
All living beings of Heaven and Earth were fired up—every last one of them!
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