Fifty-two, Wu Yao Yu Shan's dispute

  Daoyi Ziyu's words moved the elderly of the Wu tribe, the Mangbu clan and the Yu clan, to become excited. They stood up and shouted loudly: "The Taoist priest is sincere, making us ashamed. Our ancestors were transformed by the divine blood of the great god, but they did not repay the kindness of the great god as much as the Taoist priest has done. Now that we have heard the Taoist priest's words, our ears are opened and our minds are enlightened. I am willing to personally lead the way for the Taoist priest to go to Mount Buzhou, to fulfill his wishes."

  Xun Daozi heard this and hastily stood up, bowing his head: "I dare not trouble the elder to guide me on the way. It would be enough if the elder could inform me of the path to Bu Zhou Mountain. I would be eternally grateful and wouldn't dare trouble the elder further."

  The people around also said: The great elder is the spirit of the tribe and cannot be lightly separated. Everyone wants to be that guide.

  After much argument, under the circumstances that Zhēn Dào Zǐ could not decline any further, a robust and sturdy elder among the crowd, holding a green vine staff, named Jù Róng, became Zhēn Dào Zǐ's guide. With no other choice, Zhēn Dào Zǐ had to thank him repeatedly.

  After being treated with a spiritual fruit barbecue by the elders of the Wu tribe, Xun Daozi followed Cu Rong Lao to leave the Wu tribe's residence and head towards Bu Zhou Mountain.

  After leaving the Witch's residence, the three-eyed little lion that followed Xun Daozi suddenly became active. In the Witch's residence, it was suffocated for several hours. Especially when entering the Witch's hall and seeing the Witch's elders, it stuck tightly to Xun Daozi and didn't dare make a sound. Even later, when facing the Witch's hospitality, with many spiritual fruits, golden-roasted meat, and fragrant game, it could only swallow its saliva secretly and not move. It was Xun Daozi who knew its nature that kept giving it spiritual fruits and roasted meat, which made it finally have a big mouthful of good fortune. This time, after leaving the Witch's residence, it no longer felt the breath that made it fearful, and its lively nature recovered.

  Out of the Witch tribe's residence, the Juren elder walked in front to lead the way, without driving clouds, but with a staff made of green rattan. The aura on this Juren elder was equivalent to that of the Taizhen True Immortal Realm's cultivators. At this time, he led the way for Xun Daozi, his figure unfolding extremely quickly. Xun Daozi didn't know what kind of divine speed technique this Juren elder was using, but saw that every step he took would land on a green rattan vine, which would swiftly slide forward, and another step out would also land on a green rattan vine, which would slide forward at an even faster speed. The Juren elder repeatedly stepped forward, his advancing speed becoming increasingly fast.

  Xun Daozi unfolded his divine power, shrinking the distance to just a few inches, neither warm nor fiery, neither swift nor slow, leading the three-eyed little lion behind Juzhong.

  A burst of rapid movement, and the elderly patriarch of the Wu tribe's Yu Bu clan also spared a thought to notice that Xun Daozi was following behind him. He saw that no matter how fast he went, Xun Daozi always maintained a steady pace, following closely behind him with an air of ease and nonchalance, without any signs of exertion. In his heart, he was secretly shocked, realizing that Xun Daozi's strength was actually above his own.

  Just now, all the way rushing, Wu Zu Ju Yu tribe's elder Ju Rong apparently had a competitive intention, waiting to see Xun Daozi one road relaxed and carefree, without any pressure following behind, suddenly lost the mentality of competition, this speed also slowed down, and Xun Daozi walked side by side, from time to time introducing the situation along the way. Xun Daozi also sincerely asked about some things he saw along the way. For a while, it was harmonious and joyful.

  This journey has broadened Zhen Daozi's horizons, and Juren Lao's understanding of various plants is extremely profound. With the help of Juren Lao, Zhen Daozi also collected many genuine treasures. The three-eyed little lion also gained a lot of benefits. The relationship between the two sides warmed up rapidly.

  More than a month later, the two of them arrived at the foot of a mountain. The mountain was several hundred miles in circumference and was an inconspicuous small hill on the vast land of Honghuang. However, just as Xun Daozi and his party arrived at the foot of the mountain, they heard earth-shattering killing sounds coming from the mountain.

  Xun Daozi and Ju Rong exchanged a glance, then suddenly rushed up the mountain. Xun Daozi still didn't forget to gather his breath, transforming into an inconspicuous little monk.

  The distance of hundreds of miles was reached in an instant for both of them.

  As soon as he climbed the mountain, Xunzi felt that this mountain was a bit strange. At the foot of the mountain, he saw water flowing everywhere and many puddles; but when he reached the top of the mountain, there were no trees growing, only some moss spread on the ground, and everywhere was patchy mud and rocks.

  Dai Xuan and Ju Rong arrived at a mountain pass that was relatively flat, but the scene before them left both of them staring at each other in dismay.

  That scene was chaotic.

  Hundreds of witch warriors and demons are fighting each other, shouting to the sky, everywhere is smoke and dust; flames, water columns, ice arrows, flying stones, long spears and short clubs, big knives and giant hammers, three-pronged forks, iron rods; you come and go, all are killing with bloodshot eyes, those who are wounded, those who are covered in blood, do not care at all, all are desperately trying to attack each other; those who have lost arms, broken legs, fall to the ground and groan.

  Xun Daozi took a closer look and found that the number of people on the Wu tribe's side was significantly smaller, but each one was fierce and fearless, and most had transformed into their true form to engage in intense battle with the demon tribe. The scene was extremely brutal. Among them were over ten extremely ferocious individuals who possessed the combat power of a Tianxian realm cultivator, not just any ordinary Tianxian realm cultivator's power. One of them, extremely violent and wielding a giant axe, blocked two Wu tribe giants who had reached the top of the Taiyi scattered immortal realm, and also possessed the combat power of a top-notch Taiyi scattered immortal realm cultivator.

  The number of people on the side of the demon tribe was significantly more than that of the witch tribe, and there were still several people left on the edge to watch. Among those who watched, one had a revealed aura that had reached the Taiyi True Immortal Realm, while the others were also at the Tianxian Realm. It seemed that these demons had been completely absorbed by the battle in the arena and hadn't even noticed the arrival of Xun Daozi and his group.

  Many wounded You tribe members were seen in the intense battle, while the Wu tribe warriors continued to fight fearlessly. A You tribe member with Taiyi True Immortal Realm cultivation standing on the sidelines waved his hand, and several Tianxian Realm You tribe members beside him jumped into the fray, joining the fierce battle against the Wu tribe warriors.

  As these few heavenly realm demons joined the battle, the witches' warriors began to suffer more casualties. Although they fought with all their might, they were still at a disadvantage and defeat was only a matter of time. The remaining demons also showed a hint of a smile, thinking that victory was within their grasp.

  Jugong's face was somewhat gloomy as he stood beside Xun Daozi, his eyes fixed on the Wu tribe warriors who were fighting desperately in the arena, and the Qingteng in his hand trembled slightly.

  As the Wuzu warriors, who were fiercely fighting, one by one got injured and still desperately fought on, Xun Daozi discovered that Jue Rong's eyes gradually narrowed, his two thick eyebrows almost touching. His body also began to emit a dangerous aura.

  Just as the sentence was about to erupt, the demon clan on the other side, who thought they had already won, seemed to feel something was wrong and raised their head to look towards Xun Daozi and Juzhong. In an instant, they saw Juzhong, who had already begun to get angry, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes. As for when Xun Daozi and Juzhong arrived at the edge of the battlefield, he didn't know anything about it, but now that he looked over, the aura of the witch clan's Juzhong was extremely strong, at least not inferior to his own. Moreover, the Taoist beside Juzhong was someone he couldn't see through at all, because there was no fluctuation in the aura on the Taoist's body that could be detected, which made him even more wary.

  "Stop!" a loud shout burst forth like thunder, and the entire battlefield echoed with a series of dull rumbles.

  The two warring witches were suddenly stunned by the thunderous roar mixed with a vast aura, and they stopped their attacking movements. They looked around in confusion, wondering what had happened.

  Even the three-eyed little lion standing next to Xun Daozi was startled by this thunderous roar, staring at Xun Yu, the elder of the Wu tribe, with a pair of gemstone-like big eyes, and the tightly closed eyes on his forehead seemed to be slightly trembling.

  The two witches stopped fighting and looked around, then the witch tribe quickly retreated to Ju Rong's side. Those who had transformed into their true forms also returned to human form. The giant holding a huge axe came forward first to pay his respects to Ju Rong.

  The demons all retreated to the side of the demon standing there, waiting for further instructions.

  "This side's sentence and that giant saw courtesy after asking: 'You are why in this with that demon clan fighting?'"

  "That giant said in a loud and urgent tone: 'This mountain is called Feather Mountain, with an area of several hundred miles. For some unknown reason, there are many streams and water pits around the foot of the mountain, but it rarely rains on top of the mountain, so no grass or trees grow here. My tribe's shaman discovered the strangeness of this mountain and wanted to explore it. After several investigations, we found that there is a material suitable for casting shamanic instruments hidden within. So I brought 200 warriors to investigate. Unexpectedly, we encountered the demon clan also searching here, and they want us to leave, so we are fighting with them.'"

  Jian Rong listened to the back of Chen, like water, looking at one by one wounded Wu tribe warriors, grasping Qingteng's hand, Qing Jing burst forth, like a long and thin green snake wrapped around his hand. He took out some unknown tree leaves from his pocket and handed them over to those wounded Wu tribe warriors.

  The wounded Wu tribe warriors immediately thanked them, opened the leaves and found that they were some kind of powder. The Wu tribe warriors poured the powder onto their wounds, and instantly the bleeding stopped. Some of the Wu tribe warriors' wounds even recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon the wounds disappeared.

  Xun Daozi's heart was also slightly amazed.

  The demons on that side also gathered behind the demon with the Taiyi True Immortal Realm, standing still and holding their weapons as they stared at the witch tribe.

  After the wounded Mozu warriors were treated, they walked towards the demon clan with a green vine as their guide, followed by a group of Mozu warriors who tightly grasped their weapons.

  Xun Daozi originally didn't want to get involved in any witch or demon disputes, but now he could only shake his head and follow Xian Rong towards the demon clan. As they walked, he pondered how to conduct himself in this situation.

  Before Xun Daozi could think of a solution, they had already arrived in front of the demon clan. Xun Daozi could only look on for now.

  Jian Wenyi rode his horse to the front, walking in front of the demon clan who was practicing the Taoist way, and sternly shouted: "Why did your demon clan harm my people for no reason?" This shout emitted a strong pressure, pressing forward towards the demon clan...