Chapter 212 Smoke Disappears
The three sealed off Kunlun before heading to Zixiao Palace. The event was so sudden that they didn't even have time to set up the Water Mirror.
Yuanshi's face was ashen, his mind replaying the divination he had performed. If they weren't on their way to see their master, the other party involved in that divination, Yuanshi would probably have already rushed to the Lich Wars.
In the Nuwa Palace, Nuwa was restless and distracted, grinding her hands on the floor. She straightened her battle robes again, looked down at the fierce battlefield below, picked up the red embroidered ball, and decided to descend to the mortal realm immediately.
"Where does Senior Sister Nuwa intend to go?" Zhunti and Jieyin blocked the gate of Nuwa's Palace, forcing Nuwa to return to the palace.
Nuwa's face was frosty. "Get out of the way..."
The fact that these two appeared at this critical juncture clearly indicates that they were there to stop her from going to the prehistoric world.
"Master has decreed that sages must not interfere in the conflict between witches and demons," Zhunti blocked Nuwa's path, "and I hope Senior Sister will not put us in a difficult position."
Nuwa sneered, "Master? You have the nerve to call me that? Didn't you betray the sect and start your own sect?" Without another word, she hurled the red embroidered ball at Zhunti's face, "Get out of my way..."
So what if it's World War II and World War I? She even has to outwardly obey her master's orders but inwardly disobey them. Do you think she's afraid of you?
“Senior Sister Nuwa, please don’t be so stubborn. Why be so persistent?” Jieyin said righteously.
"Get lost, who are you trying to fool?" Nuwa fought against Jieyin and Zhunti in the chaos, fighting two against one and not losing ground, her combat power was outstanding. "If you're not persistent, then leave."
Fiery red ribbons fluttered in Nuwa's palace. Nuwa's heart was set on descending to the mortal realm; she had promised Chang Hao and absolutely could not break her promise.
Damn it, why did she learn from her master's experience and build the Nuwa Palace so sturdy? Even with three saints working together, it didn't collapse. She miscalculated.
Suddenly, the three of them stopped fighting, falling silent as if terrified.
With a smile, Jieyin said, "Senior Sister Nuwa, please..." Master's summons came at just the right time.
Zhunti also breathed a sigh of relief. Going to Zixiao Palace was good; once inside, Nuwa wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.
Nuwa glanced at Jieyin and Zhunti on her left and right. The three of them seemed to be heading towards Zixiao Palace, but in reality, Nuwa had not given up yet.
Suddenly, Nuwa turned her head and said with a look of surprise to someone behind her, "Chang Hao, you've come too..."
Jieyin and Zhunti looked in the direction of the voice, but the person had not yet arrived, yet the aura was indeed there...
Great opportunity!
Nuwa fled, and it would be difficult to defeat two opponents at once. However, if she escaped a few breaths earlier, it would be impossible for Zhunti and the other to catch up with her immediately.
"Nuwa, how dare you..." Zhunti was so angry that his veins throbbed, and he chased after Nuwa relentlessly.
“Brother Yuanshi, if you stop them, Chang Hao will thank you…” Nuwa bypassed the Three Pure Ones, “Afterwards, your junior sister will give you a big gift that you’ve been longing for.”
Without thinking, Yuanshi used the Pangu Banner to block Zhunti and Jieyin who were chasing after him.
In this delay, Nuwa had vanished without a trace.
"Do you know what Nuwa is going to do?" Zhunti almost cursed, looking at Yuanshi suspiciously. Wasn't Yuanshi supposed to hate the demon race the most?
Yuanshi took back the Pangu Banner, "I didn't notice for a moment..." He didn't care what Nuwa was going to do, nor did he care about the reward Nuwa had promised.
He casually let Nuwa go, knowing she would be confined for several eons when she returned, thus preventing her from constantly causing trouble in front of Chang Hao.
...The Lich Wars...
Emperor Jun and Xihe formed the main formation, using the Zhou Tian Star Formation to confront the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. The world was stained with blood, and the area around Buzhou Mountain was filled with a murderous atmosphere. An unparalleled pressure descended, and mountains were frequently reduced to ashes with overwhelming force. The earth could not withstand the pressure and cracked inch by inch.
The creatures of the primordial world either closed their caves or, whose cave defenses could not hold, had no choice but to flee to distant places, the farther the better.
A glint flashed in Di Jun's eyes; one of the arms of the illusory image of Pangu's true form was noticeably out of proportion.
Knowing that was the new Ancestral Witch, Di Jun, lacking any gentlemanly conduct, directed all the attacks of the formation towards that direction.
With the Eastern Emperor Bell, a supreme innate treasure that can be used for both offense and defense, by his side, and wielding the God-Slaying Spear, Taiyi's combat power soared, making him evenly matched with the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.
Upon seeing this, Di Jun immediately reversed the formation and attacked the other great shamans, leaving behind a scene of carnage and bloodshed.
Taiyi mobilized all his magical power, and the God-Slaying Spear went straight for the weakness of the Pangu phantom. Seeing that the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation was about to be broken, Dijun had a victorious smile on his lips.
Suddenly, Di Jun's smile froze on his face, his eyes filled with endless fear. "Taiyi, get out of the way..."
A faint, dark, cold light emanated from the earth, and a chilling aura filled the battlefield. The might of a half-step sage descended, and Houtu emerged from the Netherworld!
A towering, cold palm reached out to grab Taiyi. In front of him was the true form of Pangu, and behind him was a half-step saint. Taiyi was aware that he would die and his Dao would perish, so he immediately changed direction and his God-Slaying Spear struck the palm of the Netherworld.
However, Pangu's true form condensed into a floating axe that could open the heavens and cleave towards Taiyi. Dijun's eyes widened in horror, and despair filled his heart. Without thinking, Dijun charged straight at Pangu's true form.
With a loud "bang," Di Jun self-destructed, the immense power shattering Pangu's true form and instantly taking the lives of eleven Ancestral Witches. The primordial earth cracked open, splitting into four.
"Di Jun..." Xi He was heartbroken, then belatedly realized that she had not died with him, "Di Jun..."
"Big brother..." Taiyi watched helplessly as Dijun self-destructed to save him, almost dropping the God-Slaying Spear. But no, the battle wasn't over yet; it was a fight to the death, and he had to fight to the bitter end.
"Dijiang...Xuanming...are all gone..." Houtu trembled with heartache, staring at Taiyi as if she wanted to devour him, "You will pay with your life too..."
Kunpeng caught the Hetu Luoshu, his cheeks twitching. Dijun was dead, and he wanted to run away, but when he thought of Chang Hao's threat, he didn't dare.
During this delay, Fuxi had already taken the Hetu and Luoshu from Kunpeng's hands. "Your Majesty, we cannot fall yet. Houtu is still here. We must go and help Donghuang."
What Empress Pingxin? This is just Houtu! Houtu deceived everyone, what a pity...
Xihe's eyes were bloodshot as she swallowed her grief. "You're right. I will crush the Wu tribe to appease the Demon Emperor."
Houtu was blinded by hatred and didn't care about the future; she couldn't even go on living now.
The giant shattered Fuxi's zither; what brother of Nuwa? He was just the right amount to accompany her brothers and sisters.
“Fuxi…” Taiyi’s eyes flashed with determination. The next moment, she followed Dijun, intending to send Houtu back to the Netherworld and self-destruct…
"Taiyi...no..." Chang Hao arrived just in time to witness this heart-wrenching scene and managed to forcefully push Taiyi back from the brink of self-destruction.
"Golden Crow...it's the Crown Prince..." The demon race, who had been in despair, had their hopes rekindled. "Crown Prince Lu Ya has arrived..."
Houtu's eyes were completely black. She took the God-Slaying Spear from Taiyi and thrust it straight at the back of the golden crow. Her movements were fluid and graceful, as if she had used the God-Slaying Spear a thousand times over and knew it like the back of her hand.
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