Chapter 310 Chase
Xihe impatiently pulled away Dijun, who still wanted to say something. Not only did Changhao distrust Dijun's integrity, but Xihe was also afraid that Dijun would cause trouble.
Xiao Shi is right. As long as Di Jun lives honestly, he can enjoy the empty title of the Four Emperors and avoid getting any real power.
Anyway, Xihe thinks that Yaochi is a very good girl. Giving real power to Yaochi is more reliable than handing it over to Dijun...
Chang Hao secretly sent an order to Yaochi: Heavenly soldiers and generals could be brought, but it was best to choose those who had not participated in the Lich Tribulation. The predecessors of the heavenly soldiers and generals were all demon soldiers and generals. They could still give face to Nuwa when facing the human race, but when facing the Wu race, they would definitely be extremely hostile to each other. It was always good to keep an eye on them.
"Xihe, are you really going to send me to that tranquil forest to reflect on my mistakes? You can't bear to do it, can you?" Dijun knew that Xiao Shi would definitely not let him get involved, but he was hoping for the best and decided to give it a try. But this reflection on my mistakes was just a show for the other immortals, wasn't it?
Xihe turned around and smiled, "How...why not..." Her expression changed in an instant. Seeing that no one was around, Xihe grabbed Dijun's ear and chased him into the quiet forest.
Xihe inquired and learned that there is a primordial spiritual root called the Six Roots Pure Bamboo in this Pure Forest. It can close a person's five senses, leaving only their consciousness clear. Their mind will replay their life's journey again and again until they have a complete epiphany. Only then can their five senses be automatically restored. Otherwise, they can only wait for the owner of the Six Roots Pure Bamboo to release them.
Xihe sat cross-legged outside the tranquil forest. "Dijun, you should reflect on your past. Once you awaken from your identity as the Demon King, the real you will return, and our family will be united again."
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Guang Chengzi and the others had already committed murder, and Huang Long felt a pang of sympathy. He transformed into his original form and used his physical strength to protect his fellow disciples. He found a bittersweet relief in thinking that he was fortunate to be cultivating the technique that his master had tailored for his dragon clan. He had heard that if one cultivated it to its peak, one could achieve physical sainthood.
Xuanyuan struggled to hold on, and just when he thought he was doomed, auspicious clouds filled the sky, and figures appeared on the clouds.
"Heavens, divine soldiers have descended from the heavens..." The humans from the Youxiong and Jiuli tribes stood there stunned.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Golden Immortals immediately escaped from the battlefield. The group looked at each other, all in a sorry state.
Guang Chengzi gritted his teeth and pulled Huanglong, who wanted to go up and say something, so as not to let the Heavenly Court see the joke of Kunlun Mountain. "Junior brothers, let's go back to Kunlun and apologize."
This mess has gotten out of hand. Donghua is dead, and they can't keep it a secret anymore.
However, the hidden Wu tribe members' expressions changed drastically. "The Heavenly Court's demon soldiers and generals have arrived. Xing Tian, what should we do? We don't know what the current Heavenly Emperor's attitude towards us is."
Taiyi glanced at them from the clouds and immediately recognized them as remnants of the Wu tribe.
"Emperor Gouchen, how is it? Can you confirm that it is the Wu tribe causing trouble?" Yaochi is carrying out a secret order. If it is humans killing each other, then let him do it. Even if they are human-Wu mixed blood, they have intermarried with humans generation after generation and are no longer Wu.
“That’s right, there’s a great shaman inside, and quite a few shamans mixed in.” Taiyi didn’t consider the human-shaman hybrid to be a shaman; they had already figured out the tricks of the human race back then.
Taiyi immediately summoned the Eastern Emperor Bell, and after many years, the Eastern Emperor Bell once again resounded through the sky.
Xing Tian froze, turned his head to look at the clouds, and instantly gritted his teeth: "Donghuang Taiyi..."
As the witches, having nowhere left to hide beneath the Eastern Emperor Bell, revealed their true forms—some with totems appearing on the back of their hands, others with giant snakes wrapped around their waists, and still others with wings sprouting from their backs—…
Chi You murmured, "Xing Tian..." and these races that had revealed their true forms were truly familiar, a familiarity hidden deep within his soul.
"Temporary truce, withdraw troops." Seeing that the situation was very favorable to him, Xuanyuan thought that once these heavenly soldiers and generals retreated, Chi You's reputation in Jiuli would plummet to rock bottom.
Even a dead man leaves behind a name, just as a tiger leaves its skin. He couldn't bear to be branded as despicable and shameless under the noses of the heavenly soldiers and generals. Although, Xuanyuan really wanted to take advantage of this great opportunity to conquer the Jiuli tribe in one fell swoop.
"Heavenly soldiers, heed my command! These witches intend to disrupt the order of the primordial world. Bring them back to the Heavenly Court to await their fate." Yaochi immediately ordered the heavenly soldiers to bind all the witches who had lost the ability to resist.
The Eastern Emperor Bell bypassed the human-shaman hybrid and only targeted the pure-blooded shaman race. Even if Xing Tian was inflexible, he knew it was all over.
In truth, Xing Tian didn't take the mixed-race people seriously. But when he was certain that the human-witch hybrid was already human, and that the last remaining witch race in the prehistoric world had been wiped out by Donghuang Taiyi, the grief and indignation struck Xing Tian's very soul.
"Heavenly Dao, you are unjust! Heavenly Emperor, you claim to be benevolent but are unjust! Why is it that my Wu Clan has been defeated and can only eke out a living, while the leader of the Demon Clan can stand openly in the clouds? I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this!"
Xing Tian, his battle prowess blazing, cleaved a celestial soldier to death with a single axe blow. His eyes bloodshot, he gazed at Taiyi in the clouds and charged forward without any sense of reason.
Yaochi immediately waved the apricot-yellow flag, intending to execute Xingtian on the spot. After all, the other Wu tribes might be kept under guard somewhere in the prehistoric world, but Xingtian, the leader, would certainly have no way out.
“You audacious witch clan, you once defied the heavens, causing widespread suffering and incurring the wrath of the primordial world. You are burdened by your karma, but the heavens, in their benevolence, have shown mercy and allowed you to live in a secluded corner of the primordial world. Instead of reflecting on your mistakes and practicing good deeds, you dare to attempt a comeback and shake the fate of the human race. Your hearts deserve to be punished.”
Yaochi was furious. She couldn't stand any of the liches, except for her senior brother. If they weren't liches, her senior brother wouldn't have suffered so much.
Xing Tian didn't care about the flag behind him; all he saw was the damned Donghuang Taiyi. He didn't even realize that several Ancestral Witches combined couldn't defeat Taiyi; he was just a Great Witch.
The great axe cleaved down repeatedly, distorting the surrounding space. Xing Tian's heart was twisted as well, filled only with the injustices suffered by his Wu clan. Why? Why? Why?
Taiyi looked at Xingtian, who was charging at him recklessly, and summoned the Eastern Emperor Bell to block Xingtian's swinging axe. Feeling sorry for Xingtian, he thought of letting the Wu tribe live.
Heaven cherishes life, and Houtu established the cycle of reincarnation; her merits are immeasurable. The Wu tribe…
The three-legged golden crows had Xiao Shi to plan for them, and they are still safe and sound. However, the witch clan has lost all twelve ancestral witches, leaving no trace. Pingxin is not Houtu.
The Eastern Emperor Bell reflected the power of his great axe back, while the Apricot Yellow Banner struck with all its might, sending Xing Tian flying. The difference in their combat strength was truly enormous.
Yaochi and Taiyi exchanged a glance; it seemed they had knocked the prisoner away.
Yaochi thought Xingtian would turn around and block her apricot-yellow flag, but she didn't expect that Xingtian had already lost his mind and only had his former mortal enemy, Donghuang Taiyi, in his eyes.
Thanks to the powerful physique of the Wu clan, if Xing Tian were smart, he could have easily escaped without a trace.
"Oh dear, Queen Mother, Great Emperor, it seems you two have let a prisoner escape," Bai Ze said, waving his white feather fan. "Should we go and bring him back?"
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