Chapter 309 The Beginning of Trouble
"Senior Brother, what should we do? The junior brothers are insisting on their own way. If the divination really comes true, it will be difficult for us to explain to our Senior Uncle." Huang Long glanced at the divination chart that had been disturbed by the jade cauldron. Even though it was messed up, it was still a dead divination.
"Quiet," Guang Chengzi said, his mind in turmoil. "I'll cast a divination for Junior Brother Ju Liusun. If Junior Brother Ju Liusun is alright, then Donghua will be alright too."
"Senior Brother, I'll join forces with you." Cihang didn't want to go out for training and ended up slinking back to Kunlun.
Puxian and the others silently stepped forward. Although they remained silent, they knew their master's personality well and knew that if something happened, there would be no way they could escape unscathed.
"Work together my foot! When things come to a head, you actually seek help from the heavens and place your hopes on the Heavenly Dao. What can the Heavenly Dao do for you?" Huang Long regretted looking at his unreliable senior and junior brothers. He shouldn't have thought about joining forces and choosing to travel together. Wouldn't it have been better to go back to his little lake and sea to gain experience?
"Hurry up and tie them up. Who can take responsibility if something happens?" If Huanglong weren't a single dragon who couldn't defeat those two, he would have tied them up and taken them back to Kunlun long ago.
"Senior brother, be quiet..." Taiyi pulled Huanglong, "Senior brother just wants peace of mind, so just let him be."
Guang Chengzi and the others, seeking reassurance, were speechless upon gazing at the gleaming black array plate.
"This is impossible!!!" Yu Ding exclaimed, "Junior Brother Ju Liusun... how is this possible?"
Huang Long glanced at the divination results and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. "How about you cast a divination for me?"
Huang Long suspected that the murderous intent was not directed at Donghua and Ju Liusun, but at all of them.
Guang Chengzi frowned, realizing he was thinking the same thing as Huang Long. Upon hearing Huang Long's words, he immediately performed a divination for him.
Huang Long breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, it was an auspicious omen.
"I think we should follow them discreetly. If things go wrong, we can step in and rescue them," Taiyi suggested.
This proposal was agreed upon by everyone present.
"Master, please. I will trouble you to help my Xiong tribe eliminate this powerful enemy shortly." A fleeting look of joy crossed Xuanyuan's face.
"Don't worry, he's just a Qi cultivator who has only superficially cultivated his physical body. He's not worth mentioning." Ju Liusun glanced disdainfully at the burly man whose flag was billowing. His appearance was simply an eyesore.
Xuanyuan's smile froze. If Xing Tian was insignificant, then what about him, who couldn't even handle Xing Tian?
"Chief, Xing Tian has come out to challenge us." Qing He quickly reminded Xuan Yuan. "We invited the ancestor back ourselves, Chief, you should be patient."
“Master…” Xuanyuan immediately turned his pleading gaze to Donghua.
"I'll be right back." Donghua gazed at Xingtian in the distance, feeling somewhat uneasy, but he assumed it was due to the divination he received from his senior brother Guangchengzi.
"I'll trouble you, junior brother..."
"Don't worry, senior brother," Ju Liusun said confidently.
Donghua calmed himself down, then rose into the air and landed in front of Xingtian.
"Who are you?" Xing Tian asked with some apprehension. This was a member of the Daoist sect. Had their Wu clan's plan been discovered? Had they come to eliminate them completely?
The dying words of the Goddess Houtu instructed him to conceal his identity as a member of the Wu tribe and, at a crucial moment, help the human-Wu hybrid become the Emperor of the Primordial World, seize the fortune of the human race, and thus revitalize the fortune of the Wu tribe and regain control of the Primordial World.
If he were to be exposed too early, it would be very disadvantageous for Chi You. Their Wu tribe is special; they do not have a primordial spirit. It was only with great difficulty that the crown prince was able to reincarnate and escape unscathed thanks to the Empress's help. Whether the Wu tribe can be resurrected depends on this scheme.
"Donghua Zhenren, a disciple of the Taiqing Sage from Kunlun Mountain." Donghua, true to his word, unabashedly revealed his true origins.
Xing Tian's expression changed drastically. He didn't try to think outside the box; he was convinced of one thing: the sect of Emperor Fuxi had come looking for them, and they had been exposed.
Xing Tian resolved to kill, wielding a shield in one hand and a weapon in the other. Just as Dong Hua drew his sword, he suddenly released the seal, unleashing the shield and weapon, causing the heavens and earth to shift and the winds to change.
Donghua's sword was blocked by a huge shield, and a large axe came crashing down on him.
Donghua immediately sheathed his sword and returned to defense. As the sword and axe clashed, Donghua felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth. Oh no, Donghua panicked. This Xingtian was not a minor cultivator at all; he was clearly a powerful being who had hidden his cultivation.
"Junior brother, help me..." Donghua hurriedly asked Ju Liusun for help.
Ju Liusun didn't need Donghua's help; he had already rushed over with his vajra pestle to assist when he realized something was wrong, and he and Donghua barely managed to stop the giant axe.
"Junior brother?" Xing Tian was even more certain of his thoughts. Without holding back, he swung his great axe at the vajra pestle, using the force of uprooting mountains to send Ju Liusun flying.
"Junior brother..." Donghua was startled and hurriedly reached out to rescue Ju Liusun.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xing Tian waved his flag and ordered all his men to come out, shouting, "My men, give it your all, leave no survivors!"
Now that they have been discovered, the only option is to defeat the Youxiong tribe and kill Xuanyuan before anyone can react.
The human-shaman hybrids hidden among the human race and the shaman race immediately understood each other. In an instant, they unleashed powerful combat strength, drawing their swords and axes, their power colliding, and slashing at Donghua and Julusun, who were surrounded in the middle.
Even ants can kill an elephant if they are numerous. Moreover, these hidden human-shaman hybrids are quite powerful. Seeing that things were not going well, Donghua simply protected Ju Liusun with his own body.
With swords and axes wielded against him, the power was comparable to a full-force attack from a quasi-saint, and Donghua instantly lost consciousness.
“Senior Brother Donghua…” Ju Liusun’s eyes were bloodshot.
"Not good..." Xuanyuan hurriedly ordered the army to be mobilized.
"Junior brother..." Guang Chengzi never imagined that their slight delay in arriving for divination would cause such a dramatic change in the world.
The Golden Immortals unleashed their magical treasures, unable to distinguish between ordinary people, cultivators, and members of the Witch Clan. Their only options were to reclaim Donghua's primordial spirit, rescue Julusun, suppress the chaos, and then return to the mountain to apologize to their master and senior uncles…
The fierce battle at the border between the Youxiong tribe and the Jiuli tribe created a sea of blood, which directly alarmed the heavens.
Chang Hao glanced into the water mirror and saw that Xing Tian was the Great Witch of the Witch Clan.
"The Wu tribe has actually gotten involved in the struggle for the Human Emperor's throne, and they are doing their utmost to help Chi You seize the throne. There must be more to this than meets the eye." Chang Hao made a quick decision and ordered Taiyi and Yaochi Bai Ze to deal with the matter of suppressing the remnants of the Wu tribe in the lower realm who were planning to make a comeback.
Just kidding, even the demon race can't let Chang Hao show favoritism, the witch race is trying to reach the heavens.
"I'm willing to go." Di Jun couldn't help but jump out. The demon race was in such a miserable state, how could they let the witch race take over the prehistoric world again with the help of the human race? Dream on.
"You?" Chang Hao glanced at Di Jun. "Your six senses are impure. Go and reflect on your mistakes behind closed doors."
"Goddess of the Sun, please escort Emperor Ziwei to the Six Roots Pure Forest to reflect on his mistakes." Chang Hao was so agitated about the Witch Clan; how could he dare let Dijun descend to the mortal realm? He didn't want Dijun to use his position for personal revenge later.
It's too open and aboveboard, which puts Chang Hao in a difficult position.
The sight of the Six Pure Bamboos in Chang Hao's hand caused all the immortals to pale in fear. It was truly not a good place for immortals to stay. Considering that this innate spiritual treasure came from the West, the immortals were even more wary of the West, fearing that they would be exiled there.
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