Chapter 53: Witch and Yao Compete

  Hou Yi saw ten small golden crows flying up and down, the entire tribe was instantly turned into a sea of flames, he was furious, quickly hid Chang'e, chose a good location, and took out three sun-shooting arrows in a row.

  Hou Yi was a great shaman, but his true body was far inferior to that of other shamans. He had only obtained the divine bow and arrow by chance, and it was said that this treasure was transformed from Pangu's finger bone. It could not be used by non-shamans, and even among the shamans, those who could draw the bow were extremely rare. Except for the Ancestor Shaman, only Hou Yi could draw the divine bow. The Ancestor Shaman had a natural divine connection, so he handed over the treasure to Hou Yi to manage. Today, he would drink his fill of the fresh blood of the demon tribe's prince. It was all predetermined by fate.

  Hou Yi drew his bow and nocked an arrow, quietly taking aim. His heart was slightly tense as he knew these Golden Crows were the prince of the demon tribe. He realized that shooting this arrow would likely mean the demon tribe would not let him off easily. However, the Golden Crow's wanton use of the Solar True Flame to slaughter humans made Hou Yi unable to endure it any longer. A real man lives and dies by his fate; at this critical moment, becoming a turtle hiding in its shell would be even more frightening than losing one's life.

  Jin Wu watched as countless humans ran wildly in all directions, even more humans being burned by the true fire, the ferocity and cruelty in their bones were stimulated, releasing the sun's true fire even more recklessly, a kind of perverted pleasure rising in his heart. Just then, the Crown Prince felt a sudden chill in his chest, knowing that danger was approaching, just as he was about to call out to his brothers, an arrow shot straight at him.

  Hou Yi's bow opened like a full moon, and the arrow flew like a meteor. Three arrows shot straight at the three princes and killed them. Hou Yi didn't even have time to look at the result, and another three arrows were shot out. In an instant, six arrows killed six princes, and the remaining four princes were stunned for a moment.

  The Third Prince suddenly discovered Hou Yi, knowing that he had killed his six brothers. His eyes turned red, and with a mournful cry, he transformed into a beam of firelight, rushing straight at Hou Yi. However, Hou Yi was even faster, shooting out another divine arrow that pierced the Golden Crow's eye. With a blood-curdling screech, another prince lost his life, leaving only the Fifth Prince, Ninth Prince, and the youngest Tenth Prince remaining.

  The fifth prince still had a thread of clarity in his mind at this time, knowing that he could not escape his fate and that he would probably lose his life here.

  "Let's part ways, Ninth Brother. Let Tenth Brother run quickly and find Father Emperor and Uncle to avenge us." Before Fifth Prince could finish speaking, another arrow arrived, and Fifth Prince fell dead. Old Nine disregarded the tears in his eyes, tightly flying behind Old Ten's back, using his own body to protect his younger brother. Hou Yi's arrows also reached them, and now only one of the ten princes remained.

  The divine bow and precious arrows were extremely exhausting to use, and Hou Yi felt somewhat out of breath after shooting nine arrows in a row. If his cultivation hadn't advanced, he probably wouldn't have had the strength to stand at this point. However, Hou Yi knew that as a member of the You tribe, he was sworn enemies with the demon tribe, and he absolutely couldn't let these Golden Crows go. Otherwise, if they grew up, who knows, maybe one of them would become an Emperor Jun or Taiyi. Moreover, they had slaughtered countless people from his own tribe whom he loved dearly.

  Hou Yi summoned his remaining strength, his body and mind united, his heart and soul as one. He shot out the final, heaven-shocking arrow. This arrow seemed to transcend the limits of time and space, carrying with it a powerful destructive force, flying straight towards the Tenth Prince.

  "Bandit, stop hurting my son's life!" A loud shout came, and it was the appearance of Xihe, the Queen of the Demon Clan. The laurel branch in her hand rushed towards the solar divine arrow. Originally, with Xihe's cultivation, she could have blocked the arrow, but Hou Yi's super-long shot made the laurel only pause for a moment, and the divine arrow continued to rush towards the Tenth Prince. Lu Yao let out a painful cry, and the divine arrow happened to hit one of Jinwu's legs.

  The pain of his son made Xihe's heart break, and he took out a red gourd. In an instant, he put Lu Ya inside it. Xihe looked at the nine dead sons again, and seemed to have gone mad, waving the laurel tree and rushing towards Hou Yi. Hou Yi had just finished shooting ten divine arrows and was almost exhausted, with no strength left in his hands. He barely dodged, but was hit on the shoulder by a blow that made him feel like half of his body wasn't his own. The pain was unbearable, and fresh blood flowed from his mouth.

  Xihe's cultivation barely managed to cut down one corpse, but he was also a cultivator who had entered the quasi-sage realm. The treasure in his hand was also a rare primordial object. If Xihe wasn't bad at fighting, this strike would have taken Hou Yi's life.

  Hou Yi was about to take the life of his enemy with one strike, but before he could swing his club again, Chang'e intervened.

  Hou Yi was now completely exhausted and severely injured, with no strength left to resist, he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

  "Where did this wild woman come from, daring to hurt my master? Are you tired of living?" A loud shout came, a big man flew over, the staff in his hand, and it hit Xihe's shoulder with one strike.

  Xihe was struck by this sudden blow, sent flying far away, and one of his arms was almost crippled. It was exactly Zong Wudi Jiang who arrived. Since Kuafu's death, Di Jiang had a premonition, but several Zong Wu were preparing for the decisive battle with the demon tribe, so their reaction was slightly delayed. When Di Jiang and others discovered that Jinyu had killed Kuafu using the witch tribe's secret method, they keenly felt that this was a good opportunity, and Di Jiang rushed over quickly.

  Although Di Jiang was the ancestor of space, he couldn't appear anywhere at any time like a saint. By the time he arrived, it was already a bit late. Later, Hou Yi shot down nine golden crows and injured the tenth one. Xihe appeared and was about to kill Hou Yi when Di Jiang appeared and struck Xihe with one blow.

  Xī Huà saw that it was the ancestor witch who had appeared, and she felt a little fear in her heart. Although she had gone mad due to the death of her nine sons, she still had some self-awareness. When it came to combat power, she was the ancestor witch's opponent, ah! Even her own husband might not be able to win against the ancestor witch without using his spiritual treasures.

  He hastily turned around and was about to escape back to the Heavenly Court, but Emperor Jiang was too clever and knew the importance of this Heavenly Queen. If he could capture or kill her, it would be a huge blow to the demon tribe and Emperor Jun. Thinking of this, Emperor Jiang used his ancestral witchcraft to instantly appear beside Xihe, raising his staff to strike down.

  Di Jun and Tai Yi felt a wave of anxiety in the great hall, as if something big was happening. Zhunti responded to Di Jun and Tai Yi on one hand, while observing the changes in the River of Fate on the other. The Jinwu clan's luck suddenly dropped, and Zhunti knew that the show had begun. However, to make the play more exciting, Zhunti thought of a way to entangle Di Jun.

  "Ah, Your Majesties, I have carefully calculated that among the Western demon tribes, there are 137,630 demons who have converted to Buddhism and cannot be controlled by your Heavenly Court. The remaining demons are scattered and their numbers are difficult to count. However, my master and I do have a record of them: the Evil Dragon Pool has 30,000 cultivators, the White Bone Mountain has 30,000 cultivators, and the Evil Ghost Valley has over 100,000 cultivators..."

  Zhun Ti reported his household registration here, and Emperor Jun's face changed color, extremely disgusted in his heart. However, as Zhun Ti was speaking as a saint on the side, he couldn't interrupt him. He wanted to take out the Hetu Luoshu to calculate it, but that wasn't possible either. Zhun Ti stole a glance at Emperor Jun's greatly changed expression, seemingly having realized something.

  "What's wrong, Emperor? Are you not feeling well? I'll make it brief. All those demons can be handed over to you for management, and we won't interfere with their coming and going. As the commander of a region, you should take care of your body." Just as Zhunti saw Emperor Jun's face turn black, Taichi was also stirred up in his heart. Suddenly, Emperor Jun spat out a mouthful of blood. Taichi felt something in his heart too, but it wasn't as intense as Emperor Jun's. He couldn't bear it anymore and took out the Donghuang Bell, spitting out a mouthful of blood to activate the treasure, tearing through space and time to appear on the vast earth of Hongyuan, just as he saw Emperor Jiang about to kill Xihe. Taichi let out a painful cry and desperately activated his magic weapon, rushing towards Emperor Jiang.

  Di Jun's heart was like being cut open with a knife at this time, struggling to get up and rushing straight to the Honghuang Great Land, while other demon tribes were shocked and lost color.

  Zhun Ti's gaze swept over the crowd of demons and gods, finally coming to rest on Kun Peng.

  "This is the hospitality of your demon clan? Do you still know the dignity of a saint?" Zhun Ti asked coldly.

  The demons present were also extremely puzzled, but no matter what happened, Emperor Jun and Taiyi always disrespected the saints. Let alone that they had run to the Heavenly Court, wanting to hand over the Western demon tribe to the Heavenly Court for governance, this was too rude. For a moment, Kunpeng also had nothing to say. Zhunti let out a cold snort, took Yao Shi and turned to leave the Heavenly Court.

  At this time, Zhunti had a faint smile on his face. If he delayed for a while, the demon clan would have to add more coffins. Zhunti looked towards Mount Xumi.

  As for the struggle between the witches and the monsters on the vast land of Honghuang at this time, Taiyi was about to urge Donghuang Zhong to rescue Xihe. At this moment, a Zuwu from the witch tribe also arrived, that is, Zhu Jiu Yin. Zhu Jiu Yin was originally patrolling the tribe, feeling the emperor's summons through secret methods, and hurriedly rushed over, so he was faster than other Zu Wu in the ancestral temple.

  Candle Nine Yin saw this situation, revealing his true form as the Ancestor Witch. His magical shadow flashed and he shouted loudly "Reverse the years!" Candle Nine Yin used his innate divine ability, time was instantly frozen, Tai Yi felt that his attack was much slower than before, Candle Nine Yin's powerful time force took effect on the Eastern Emperor Bell.

  This congenital treasure was also affected, and the time was late by less than one ten-thousandth of a second, but it was still late. Emperor Jiang's cane struck He Huan's head, and Emperor Jiang used his spatial powers to shatter He Huan's primordial spirit. The Taiyin deity let out a painful cry and fell to the ground.

  Taiyi's eyes turned red, frantically urging the Donghuang Bell to disperse the power of time, and then rushed to attack Emperor Jiang. Emperor Jiang also revealed his true body as Zu Wu and dodged this blow. Zhu Jiu Yin cheated and approached, coordinating with Emperor Jiang to fight Taiyi together.

  Taiyi urged Zhìbǎo to move forward desperately, launching a fierce attack again and again, as if he wanted to kill the two Ancestral Witches, Zhuō Jiǔyīn and Dìjiāng Shíkōngshén, in one go. However, the two Ancestral Witches cooperated with each other seamlessly, taking advantage of their tacit understanding and the assistance of their true bodies. Although Taiyi had the upper hand, he was unable to defeat the two Ancestral Witches for the time being.

  Just then, Di Jun also arrived. When he saw the nine dead children and Xihe lying in the dust, his eyes widened as if the sky had collapsed, his steel teeth clenched, and he raised the River Chart and Luo Book, releasing the two corpses of good and evil. With a wave of his hand, he drew the butcher's sword and rushed to kill Emperor Jiang.

  Di Jiang was shocked to see Di Jun, his heart racing with fear. He knew that as a member of the Wu tribe, he couldn't use magical artifacts like cultivators did, and that their innate abilities were at a disadvantage compared to those of the Xiantian realm. The ancestral witch's divine powers were also no match for the top-grade Xiantian spiritual treasures, let alone the ultimate treasures. He began to think of retreating.

  Di Jun rushed towards Di Jiang like a madman, and Di Jiang was also shocked to the core. He swung his fist and charged at Di Jun, but unexpectedly, Di Jun didn't dodge and took a punch head-on. The butcher sword in his hand also slashed at Di Jiang's arm, causing blood to splatter instantly. Di Jiang's true body was as fragile as tofu, unable to withstand a single blow. How could Di Jiang not be afraid? He tore through space and quickly retreated from the crazed Di Jun.

  At this time, other ancestors also arrived one after another. Gonggong, Zhurong, Xiangliu, Jumang and Shebi Shi, five ancestral witches joined the battle group. The situation where Emperor Jiang and Zhujiu were in a precarious position was turned around, and both sides fell into a stalemate.