The Wu tribe had been waiting for this moment for ten thousand years.

Especially Zhu Rong.

Because of his past mistakes, Zhu Rong's killing intent towards the demon race was more intense than ever before.

He wished he could devour Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the other demons alive!

Therefore.

After entering the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Zhu Rong then disregarded Di Jiang's many instructions and led a large army of Wu tribesmen into the heart of the Hundred Thousand Mountains at an extremely terrifying speed.

Wherever they went.

Whether they were demons or native inhabitants of the Ten Thousand Mountains, they all perished, leaving no survivors.

The other nine ancestral witches led nine armies, which, while not as ferocious as Zhu Rong, were not far off.

The ten armies, like ten sharp knives, plunged fiercely into the Hundred Thousand Mountains!

The demons in the Ten Thousand Mountains were completely powerless to resist and fell one after another at the hands of the witch clan.

It has been less than a century.

The number of demons who fell to the witch clan exceeded the total number in the initial war between the witch and the demons.

The corpses of countless demons piled up into giant statues in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Blood mist filled the sky, turning the heavens a deep crimson.

The blood of the demon race gushed forth, forming one blood-red lake after another.

The once vibrant and spiritually rich Ten Thousand Mountains have become a purgatory for the demon race.

This is a catastrophe that affects the entire demon race!

If things continue like this...

The demon race may truly be on the verge of extinction...

But strangely...

Even with such severe losses suffered by the demon race.

None of the high-ranking members of the demon race, such as Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Bai Ze, appeared; they seemed to have vanished.

But the Wu tribe had already surrounded the entire Ten Thousand Mountains.

No living being can escape the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The demon race's higher-ups must still be hiding somewhere in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

And then on a certain day...

Important information about the demon race's high-ranking officials has appeared in Zhu Rong's hands...

......

Just recently.

A small group of witches perished in an inconspicuous valley.

In such cases...

Zhu Rong was not surprised.

The demon race is not to be trifled with either.

After a major battle of this magnitude.

Casualties among the Wu tribe are inevitable.

But what happened next was somewhat unusual...

When the second and third witch clan squads went to that valley, they too never returned.

Just half a month ago.

The great shaman's father went to investigate, but he was also severely injured by a single blow.

If it weren't for Kuafu's talent in the law of speed, he would probably have perished in the valley.

You need to know.

Kuafu was a top-tier great shaman, whose combat power was even stronger than that of an ordinary great shaman.

Who could be the demon who could severely injure Kuafu with a single blow?

The result is obvious!

After learning this news.

Zhu Rong was immediately excited.

"We've finally found those demon scum!"

Zhu Rong was overjoyed and was about to lead the demon army there.

Fortunately, Kuafu, despite his severe injuries, managed to stop Zhurong, preventing him from acting rashly.

Zhu Rong could not dissuade Kua Fu, so he could only surround the valley and send the message to the other ancestral witches as quickly as possible.

In less than half a month.

The ten ancestral witches and the vast army of witches surrounded the small valley.

......

"Dijun, Taiyi!"

“I know you’re inside.”

"This time, I will absolutely not let you off the hook."

Zhu Rong stared intently at the small valley, roaring angrily repeatedly.

He could almost see the scene of his great revenge being fulfilled.

However.

No matter how fiercely Zhurong roared, there was no response.

Zhu Rong was even more enraged and unleashed an endless offensive towards that small valley.

And when Zhu Rong's attack came to an end.

Suddenly, arrays of power erupted from the previously inconspicuous valley, blocking all of Zhu Rong's attacks.

"You really are here."

Zhu Rong was not surprised but rather delighted.

The Witch Clan now has ten Ancestral Witches gathered together, which is more than enough to crush the Demon Clan.

"Beat them!"

Zhu Rong roared.

The next moment.

The powerful attacks blasted the large formation outside the valley into dust.

"Charge with me!"

Zhu Rong roared and charged ahead into the small valley!

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the valley.

"Gumang, Rushou!"

"You guys provide support outside."

"The rest of the witch clan, follow me immediately!"

Zhu Jiuyin's expression turned anxious, and he immediately shouted.

As they were talking.

Zhu Jiuyin and Xuanming and the other Ancestral Witches rushed into the small valley.

Zhu Rong was far too reckless, charging into battle without following orders.

Zhu Jiuyin had a very bad premonition.

It wasn't just Zhu Jiuyin who thought this way.

Even the ancestral witches such as Xuanming and Gonggong were like this.

but.

The worst possible outcome that Zhu Jiuyin and his group could imagine was that Zhu Rong would be captured alive again.

But when they rushed into the valley, their expressions changed drastically...

......

Under the horrified gazes of Zhuo Jiuyin and the others.

The Wu tribe, including Zhu Rong, perished as they charged into the valley.

Even Zhu Rong, the leader, collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, utterly powerless to resist.

His injuries were even more severe than before.

Logically speaking...

The demon race should not be able to defeat Zhu Rong and these witch races in such a short time.

unless...

With this thought in mind.

Zhu Jiuyin's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly looked at Di Jun and Tai Yi.

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