Chapter 42: Fierce Battle (Part 1)

  The millennium has arrived, and everyone's attention is focused on the two tribes of witches and elves.

  On the high platform in front of the ancestral witch temple, the eleventh ancestor witch sat on it, looking at the people below who were clenching their fists and rubbing their palms, with each face flushed red. The eleventh ancestor witch also couldn't control herself, feeling her own blood boiling, the day to destroy the demon clan and dominate the vast wilderness had arrived, and the witch clan was naturally overjoyed.

  Emperor Jiang raised his hand, and after everyone quieted down, he said loudly, "The demon tribe and my witch tribe are like fire and water, and in the past, we were blocked by the Daozu. My witch tribe was unable to annihilate the demon tribe in one fell swoop. For a thousand years, although there has been a period of calm due to the Daozu's intervention, conflicts have never ceased. Recently, the demon tribe even killed two of my witch tribe's outstanding great witches, Kuafu and Houyi. Now that the Daozu's thousand-year period is over, I, Emperor Jiang, along with the ten ancestral witches, have decided to lead you all in a campaign to exterminate the demon tribe and dominate the vast wilderness!"

  Kua Fu died, and all the people of the Wu tribe knew that Kua Fu's body was brought back to the Wu Temple by the ancestors. As for Hou Yi, although they did not know whether he was dead or alive, so many years had passed without any news from him. They thought Hou Yi had been killed by Emperor Jun and others, and even his body was left behind. Now that Emperor Jiang spoke out in front of everyone, it further deepened the hatred of the Wu tribe towards the demon tribe.

  All the witch tribe people gathered in front of the Ancestral Witch Hall had their eyes glowing red, as if they wanted to kill someone. They let out beast-like roars from their mouths, "Slaughter the demon tribe, dominate the vast wilderness; Slaughter the demon tribe, dominate the vast wilderness!"

  One after another, the thunderous roars shook the heavens, making people's eardrums ache, but the Wu tribe, filled with hatred and excitement, didn't feel a thing. They just kept roaring, as if they wanted to rush up to the heavenly court immediately and slaughter all the demons.

  Looking at the tribesmen in front of the temple, filled with indignation and hatred, Emperor Jiang did not stop their shouting. After a moment, he slightly raised his hands, and the tribesmen quieted down. However, from their eyes, Emperor Jiang saw an overwhelming desire for battle, which was exactly what he needed.

  "The two tribes of witches and demons have deep-seated grudges, it's time for a thorough resolution. In this war, our witch tribe will completely eradicate the demon tribe from the vast continent of Honghuang, this world can only be dominated by our Pangu Orthodox sect, annihilate the demon tribe, dominate Honghuang!"

  The last emperor Jiang let out a loud roar, thoroughly bringing up the passion of the Wu tribe.

  "Exterminate the demon clan, dominate the vast wilderness! Exterminate the demon clan, dominate the vast wilderness!"

  The roar rose and fell in waves, lasting for a long time, echoing throughout the vast expanse of the Desolate Lands, causing all living creatures to tremble with fear, and gaze towards the Witch Clan's stronghold.

  "Alright, this battle is a must-win for our tribe. Young men, the wish of our tribe to dominate the vast wilderness now rests on your shoulders. Let's set off."

  Di Jiang waved his hand and led the way, flying towards the Heavenly Court on top of Mount Buzhou.

  "Kill, kill, kill!"

  Countless witches rushed excitedly towards the Heavenly Court, and along the way, all the mountains and forests in the Zhōu Shān Mountains were destroyed.

  The entire Desolate Era's living beings were trembling with fear, their faces pale. Such a huge commotion was unprecedented since the beginning of the Dragon Han era. The living beings near Mount Kunlun had long fled in terror, keeping a safe distance from the Xian tribe, fearing they would suffer unforeseen calamities.

  At the top of the vast wilderness, just as the witch tribe was about to move, the Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints of the Western Heaven coincidentally flew towards the Palace of Nuwa together.

  Other powerful beings are also paying attention to the movements of the two tribes, and Yun Zhongzi is no exception. Although he is on the Five Elements Island, his heart has already flown to the Heavenly Court.

  "Detestable Emperor Jiang, the thousand-year period has finally arrived and you're rushing to kill me in Heaven's Court. Do you really think you can devour my demonic clan? Hmph!"

  In the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun's face turned pale with rage, and Taiyi was also furious. Although their demon tribe had long been preparing for a decisive battle against the Wu tribe, they did not expect the Wu tribe to be so impatient. In terms of morale, the demon tribe was now at a disadvantage.

  "Big brother, give the order, annihilate his witch tribe."

  Taiyi's whole body surged with energy, his palm shattered the armrest of the chair, he stood up, a domineering aura burst out, and at the same time, he said in an extremely overbearing tone.

  Di Jun furrowed his brow slightly and said, "Tai Yi, this time the outcome of the great war is unknown, but I vaguely feel a sense of unease."

  Taiyi said, "Big brother, you're overthinking. Now that Hou Tu has reincarnated, the ancestral witch is short of one person. This way, the ancestral witch can't form the Twelve Heavenly Spirits' Great Formation. And big brother, you will soon understand the Zhou Tian Star Movement Great Formation. With this gain and loss, our demon clan will surely win this battle."

  Di Jun heard the words, although still worried, his eyebrows relaxed a bit, and he said, "Younger brother is right, now is the best time for our demon clan to destroy the witch clan, we absolutely cannot miss this opportunity. Hmph, that Emperor Jiang, before even starting the war, has already suppressed our side's momentum. Summon the Demon Masters, the Ten Great Sages are to come to Ling Xiao Treasure Hall."

  Just a moment later, the demon master Kunpeng, Fuxi and all ten great demon saints gathered in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. The speed was astonishing, it can be imagined that they were also anxious, now the witch tribe is rushing to the heavenly court, no delay is allowed.

  "Everyone also knows that the Witch tribe is now led by the eleventh ancestor of the Witch, attacking my Heavenly Court. This great war will decide who can dominate the vast continent of Hongyuan, and our demon tribe is the protagonist of the vast continent of Hongyuan. Order all demons to gather at the South Heaven Gate, where the South Heaven Gate will be the burial ground for the Witch tribe."

  Before long, tens of millions of demon cultivators gathered outside the South Heavenly Gate, quietly waiting for the arrival of the witch tribe.

  Although the two tribes had not yet met, nor had they begun to fight, a murderous aura filled the entire Kunlun Mountains, and even Yun Zhongzi, who was far away on the Five Elements Island, could faintly sense it. His face turned pale as he gazed in the direction of the Kunlun Mountains, muttering to himself, "As long as the two tribes of witches and demons are not exterminated, humanity will have no advantage whatsoever in ascending to the stage of the Grand Wilderness."

  "Big Brother Master, what are you muttering about?"

  Qiong Xiao gazed at Yun Zhongzi with an unusual expression on her face, her big eyes blinking repeatedly.

  The Wu tribe marched swiftly, as there were too many people of the Wu tribe. The Eleventh Ancestor Wu did not plan to launch a surprise attack on the Heavenly Court, but instead wanted to openly and honestly destroy the demon tribe. Therefore, all along the way, there was no concealment at all. As soon as they saw someone from the demon tribe, they didn't waste any words and directly killed them. The people of the demon tribe were indeed too numerous, and the Wu tribe had been killing countless demon cultivators all the way down. Wherever they went became a bloody road.

  "Haha, Di Jun, are you waiting for death?"

  Di Jiang led millions of demon cultivators to wait in formation at the South Heavenly Gate, bursting into loud laughter and saying with an air of superiority, not putting Di Jun and the others in his eyes at all.

  Di Jun's face was extremely ugly, in his eyes, Di Jiang was just a scoundrel. He angrily rebuked, "Di Jiang, don't waste words, today it's either you die or I live."

  "Haha, Emperor Jun, are you out of your mind? Don't you think what you said is self-contradictory? Either you die or I live? Haha, really boastful words, just a flat-haired golden crow, dare to come and kill my eleven brothers now? Let's see if we won't strip off your flat hair."

  The one who said this was Gonggong, he felt that what he said was not wrong at all, even if the eyes of all the demon cultivators looking at him seemed to be looking at an idiot, he didn't feel anything out of place.

  At this time, Zhu Rong also echoed, "Gong Gong is right. Just look at Emperor Jun's appearance and you can tell that this guy shouldn't have any offspring. Unfortunately, Hou Yi didn't manage to wipe out those ten golden crows back then."

  Gong Gong shook his head upon hearing this, "Alas, what a pity."

  The people of the Wu tribe also started booing and mocking Emperor Jun.

  Taiyi had no children, so he regarded the ten sons of Emperor Jun as his own. Now, not only were the nine deceased nephews ridiculed by the Wu tribe, but even Emperor Jun was deceived. Taiyi was a hot-tempered person, how could he tolerate the ridicule of the Wu tribe? He angrily said, "Looking for death."

  Di Jun's face naturally turned purple, becoming liver-colored, but he didn't break into a loud curse, instead saying, "Hmph, I won't compete with you in verbal sparring. Today, all of you will die, not just for the sake of my nine children, but also to give an account to the many demon gods who died miserably at your Witch Clan's hands."

  Di Jun's one sentence was spoken lightly, but its effect was enormous. The demons and gods in the rear shouted in unison, their depressed momentum suddenly surging. Those who could be called kings or emperors were indeed not to be trifled with.

  Taiyi and Emperor Jun stood together, Taiyi raised the Donghuang Bell, the chaotic air spread out, falling down, shrouding the two of them. At the same time, Emperor Jun presented the Hetu Luoshu, transforming into black and white energies that surrounded the bodies of the two men.

  Taiyi activated the Eastern Emperor Bell with all his might, and waves of primordial energy emerged from it, transforming into boundless primordial sword energy that slashed towards the Eleventh Ancestor Wu. At the same time, both of their bodies surged with Solar True Fire, burning fiercely as the surrounding void twisted, revealing fine cracks through which waves of chaos flowed out, only to be absorbed by the Eastern Emperor Bell for use against their enemy.

  And the black and white energies transformed from the Hetu Luoshu also transformed into various divine beasts, dragon, phoenix, qilin, etc., carrying earth fire wind water to attack the ancestors' witches.

  Two people made a move and changed the formation, extremely fierce and astonishing. The two men's overbearing and arrogant aura were revealed without any reserve, causing countless demons to go crazy.

  Kunpeng wouldn't just watch, and suddenly revealed its true form. A Kunpeng appeared floating above the South Heaven Gate, its speed reaching an extreme level. The crowd could only see a few afterimages as Kunpeng struck down with bolt after bolt of heavenly demon lightning, making even the Eleventh Ancestor Witch dare not underestimate it.

  Fuxi didn't idle, directly flying to high altitude, sitting cross-legged, placing the Fuxi zither on his legs, both hands plucking the strings like picking flowers, the profound and mysterious melody emitted from the zither, making the ancestors of the Wu tribe feel dizzy.