One hundred thousand mountains.
The longer Jumang and Rushou waited, the more they felt something was wrong.
Although they are not very bright, they are not stupid.
During this period.
Jumang and Rushou kept trying to contact the Wu tribes, including Zhujiuyin, and even sent many Wu tribesmen into the valley.
But without exception, they all ended in failure.
Even Jumang and Rushou themselves could not enter this small valley.
Jumang and Rushou already realized that something terrible was going to happen, and they were extremely anxious.
However, the Ten Thousand Mountains are too far from the ancestral homeland of the Wu tribe.
If they go back to ask for help.
By the time reinforcements arrive, Zhu Jiuyin and the others will probably be long dead.
But what if they don't know how to ask for help?
They couldn't break through the great formation outside the valley.
This left Jumang and Rushou, who were usually too lazy to use their brains, completely bewildered and blank!
Just when Jumang and Rushou were at a loss.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled.
They suddenly sensed a blood-related aura rushing towards them from afar.
What is it?
Jumang and Rushou looked up at the sky at the same time and were shocked to see a scene that they would never forget.
"It's a temple!"
"Why is the temple here?"
Jumang and Rushou were taken aback at first, but then they realized what was happening.
Although the Pangu Temple is powerful, it lacks intelligence.
The reason why the Pangu Temple was able to descend upon the ancestral land of the Wu tribe in the Ten Thousand Mountains must be related to Dijiang and Houtu.
Just as they thought.
Just a few breaths later.
The figures of Dijiang and Houtu had already appeared in front of them.
"Gumang, Rushou!"
Where are Zhu Jiuyin and the others?
Dijiang looked at Jumang and Rushou and said urgently.
Houtu, however, turned her gaze to the small valley, her delicate brows furrowed.
Jumang and Rushou quickly recounted the whole story.
Upon hearing this...
Dijiang and Houtu understood what had happened.
This inconspicuous little valley must have been a burial ground prepared by the demon race for the witch race.
It is likely that countless members of the witch clan have already perished there.
Dijiang felt a great pain in his heart, his eyes turned red, and he shouted sharply.
"Gumang, Rushou, Houtu!"
"Follow me and activate the temple to break the formation!"
The next moment.
Dijiang, Jumang, Rushou, and Houtu all poured their blood energy and the power of laws into the Pangu Temple.
The Pangu Temple suddenly erupted with immense blood energy, crashing down towards the small valley.
"boom!"
It was accompanied by a deafening roar.
The mist that had enveloped the small valley suddenly dissipated, revealing a large formation.
And when they saw the scene inside the great formation.
Even though Dijiang and Houtu had anticipated this, their hearts skipped a beat.
The scene inside the small valley was absolutely horrific!
The corpses of countless witches piled up layer upon layer, turning into mountains of corpses.
Endless blood turned the entire valley into a pool of blood.
Countless severed limbs floated in the pool of blood.
Dijiang and the others could clearly sense it.
The vast majority of these corpses belonged to the witch clan!
Such losses have never occurred in the history of the Wu tribe.
That's not all!
The Ancestral Witch Zhurong sank to the bottom of the blood pool like a lump of mud, barely breathing.
Zhu Jiuyin and the other Ancestral Witches were also severely injured, their auras extremely weak.
If they had arrived any later, they might have made a terrible mistake!
"How dare you, you brat!"
"Break!"
Dijiang was furious.
The next moment.
The Pangu Temple suddenly erupted with overwhelming blood energy, crashing down upon the great formation.
I felt this scene.
The faces of all the demons showed disdain.
This grand formation was personally set up by Emperor Jun using the Hetu Luoshu, known as the Hunyuan Heluo Grand Formation.
Its power has reached the quasi-saint level, which is something that the Great Luo level cannot break through.
Only in this way could they trap Zhu Jiuyin and the other members of the witch clan within a jar, like catching turtles in a barrel...
No matter how strong Dijiang is, he absolutely cannot break through this [Hun Yuan He Luo Grand Formation].
Once they have wiped out the Zhujiuyin and other members of the Wu clan within the great formation, it will be the turn of the Wu clans outside...
From any perspective.
The demon race has already gained an absolute advantage.
The demise of the Witch Clan was already inevitable!
However.
The demons ultimately underestimated the witches, and even more so, the Pangu Temple...
......
Unlike the demon race.
When Zhu Jiuyin and the other millions of Wu clan members saw Di Jiang and his group arrive, their eyes lit up with hope.
In the valley.
All they could do was struggle to hold on; they had absolutely no power to resist.
If it weren't for Zhu Jiuyin frequently using the power of time, they would probably have perished long ago.
However, as time goes by...
The power of time within Zhu Jiuyin's body was constantly decreasing and was almost exhausted.
What can be foreseen is...
When the power of time is exhausted, that will be the day they perish.
The arrival of Dijiang and Houtu gave Zhujiuyin and the others hope for survival.
Especially when I saw the Pangu Temple.
The eyes of Zhu Jiuyin and the other members of the Wu clan burst forth with boundless vitality.
They're saved!
......
Under the gaze of billions of demons and witches.
The Pangu Temple crashed down with a deafening roar.
"boom!"
The [Hun Yuan He Luo Grand Array] trembled uncontrollably, and visible cracks appeared.
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