Chapter 99 Kunlun Mountain previously accepted...
Kunlun Mountain had previously taken in many fleeing creatures, and some of the animal spirits stayed and lived at the foot of the mountain instead of leaving, making Kunlun Mountain much more lively than before.
Only Yuanshi was unhappy. There were already quite a few people in the Jie Sect, which was already causing enough trouble. Now that there were so many more, Yuanshi simply decided to shut himself away to avoid seeing them.
When Taiqing and Cangli returned, Xuandu was having a headache, telling the lesser demons to live at the foot of the mountain so as not to disturb the saint's cultivation.
As soon as Cang Li arrived at Kunlun Mountain, he reached out his hand: "Daoist, give me the Xuanyuan Sword, I have other things to do."
Taiqing paused for a moment before saying, "It's not appropriate to go to the Witch Clan now."
Cang Li: "What's wrong with it!"
Taiqing sighed: "You were worried before that the Witch Clan would harm the Human Clan in order to seize the Xuanyuan Sword, but you're not worried now?"
Cang Li: "Don't worry, just kill anyone who dares to harm the human race."
Taiqing: ...
Taiqing still gave the Xuanyuan Sword to Cangli.
"Take it."
Cang Li accepted it, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Tai Qing, and said, "I'll be going now!"
After saying that, she picked up her sword and headed straight for Mount Buzhou. She was going to settle accounts with the two people who had bumped into Mount Buzhou while fighting.
The Wu tribe also suffered heavy losses this time. Gonggong and Zhurong were severely scolded by Dijiang. Gonggong was still very unconvinced and glared fiercely at Zhurong where Dijiang couldn't see. He lost a move and, in a fit of anger, simply rammed his head into Buzhou Mountain. He had done this many times before, but he never expected that this time it would actually collapse.
Zhu Rong sneered: "If you have that much strength, why don't you go and ram Di Jun? You might just kill him with your head."
Gonggong was furious and lunged at Zhurong, but Dijiang, with a sour face, held them both down.
"If you keep making trouble, I'll kill you!"
The murderous intent in his tone was crystal clear.
The two became honest. In reality, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation only required the Twelve Ancestral Witches. As for who the Twelve Ancestral Witches were, those who possessed the essence blood of Pangu were naturally the Ancestral Witches.
This Pangu essence blood is no ordinary essence blood; only the Twelve Ancestral Witches possess it.
Dijiang pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "The Wu Clan is now facing numerous crises. The Demon Court has not been greatly affected by this great calamity. We must fight quickly and decisively, and we must not allow the demons to take advantage of our weakness!"
Zhu Jiuyin tapped the table and said, "Send Xuanming Xizi and Qiang Liangtianwu to the demon race. The rest of you continue practicing the formation. Brother, let's go deal with another important matter."
Dijiang came to his senses and realized that, indeed, on the demon side, as long as Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun did not personally intervene, the four Ancestral Witches were enough to contend with them. The sword in the hands of the human race was the most important thing, and the demon race absolutely could not be allowed to know about it.
After Zhu Jiuyin and the other ancestral witches had all left, he spoke to Di Jiang:
"Brother, the human race is also suffering heavy losses. Let's go find Cang Li."
Dijiang pinched his brow and said, "I'm afraid she won't hand it over. The Three Pure Ones and Nuwa are behind her. We can't take her life."
Zhu Jiuyin's face darkened, and he said to Dijiang, "There are more than just these four saints in the prehistoric world. I've heard that the two Western saints also have a lot of magic treasures and love to steal other people's magic treasures to fill the spiritual veins of the West. We just need to pass on the fact that Cang Li has innate magic treasures. The West is closed off from news, and those two have never seen Cang Li, so they naturally don't know about the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa behind Cang Li."
"Brother, do I really need to explain the tactic of using someone else to do the dirty work?"
Dijiang's eyes lit up: "Good! I'll send someone to deliver the message immediately, but the sword must not fall into the hands of anyone else."
The two brothers exchanged a glance and immediately, without tacitly agreeing, proceeded with the plan.
An ordinary member of the Witch Clan once again distanced himself from the Witch Clan's territory, flew into the sky, discarded his disguise, and headed straight for the Demon Court.
"Demon Master! I've uncovered some important news!"
This person is a spy from the demon race, who has been infiltrating the witch race for many years.
Kunpeng squinted and asked, "What news? We still haven't figured out what you said last time. Are you trying to fool me again?"
The little demon hurriedly shook his head: "No, no! Demon Master, you are wise! This news is about the same thing that happened last time. I heard Dijiang and Zhujiuyin discussing using someone else to kill someone, and they want to seize a sword from the human race. I also found out that those witches who disappeared ten years ago were all killed by a sword, and they died from the dissipation of their life essence!"
"My Lord Demon Master! This is our demon race's golden opportunity to win!"
Kunpeng's eyes lit up. It was like a pillow being delivered to someone who was sleepy. He was still thinking about the purple aura that had disappeared among the human race. Little did he know that the chance for the destruction of the human race was so close.
"Good! You've done a great service! Don't worry, this demon master won't treat you unfairly!"
After saying that, Kunpeng immediately went to find Dijun.
"Your Majesty! We have received news that the human race possesses a deadly sword that has terrified the witch race. The witch race fears this sword. Your Majesty, we only need to forge an identical sword, and the witch race will be no problem!"
Di Jun suddenly stood up: "Is this really true!?"
Kunpeng assured him, "I dare not deceive Your Majesty! This news is absolutely true. Your Majesty, I am willing to go to the human race to investigate and find out the method of forging this sword. Even if this sword cannot kill the Ancestral Witch, it can still slaughter those troublesome ordinary witches!"
Di Jun: "Alright! I'll leave this matter to you!"
Kunpeng immediately accepted the order and went to the human race. This sword must be in Cang Li's hands. If he had said that the sword was in Cang Li's hands just now, Di Jun would definitely have sent Donghuang Taiyi. In that case, how could he take the opportunity to find out about the purple qi?
Just as Kunpeng left the Demon Court, Cangli arrived at the Witch Clan and slashed directly at Gonggong's territory with his sword:
"Get out here and face your death!"
Gonggong had just been humiliated by Zhurong, and now hearing that someone was provoking him again, he couldn't sit still any longer. With a roar, he rushed out:
"Who dares to run wild on the territory of the Witch Clan?!"
Cang Li sneered: "I am your ancestor!"
After saying that, he picked up the Xuanyuan Sword and thrust it forward.
Gonggong was furious. If he had a good temper, he wouldn't have rammed into Mount Buzhou after losing the battle.
The two instantly became entangled in a fierce battle, creating quite a commotion. The ancestral witches, who were practicing their formation, were also alerted and rushed over, thinking that the demon race had come to attack.
Unexpectedly, it was Cang Li who arrived, and judging from his posture, he clearly intended to kill Gonggong.
Houtu was stunned for a moment before exclaiming in surprise, "Cang Li!?"
Last time, Cang Li left with the air of never wanting to set foot in the territory of the Wu Clan again. How come he suddenly came to kill them?
Cang Li didn't even glance at Hou Tu. Their positions were different, and making friends would only put both sides in a difficult position.
Gonggong gradually lost his grip, and Cangli stabbed Gonggong in the arm with his sword.
After the sword struck, the other ancestral witches realized the problem with it and their eyes widened in shock. This sword was extremely dangerous for their witch clan!
Gonggong was terrified after being stabbed. He didn't care about anything else and immediately fled to stop the loss of blood and qi in his body.
At this moment, Gonggong was extremely grateful that he was an Ancestral Witch; if he had been an ordinary Great Witch, he would have been dead in that instant.
Even so, he almost lost the essence of Pangu within his body.
Gonggong, clutching his wound, immediately addressed the other ancestral witches:
"This person cannot be allowed to live! Join forces and kill her! The sword in her hand will take our lives!"
Without a word, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, Ru Shou, Ju Mang, and She Bi Shi rushed forward. Hou Tu lagged behind, driven by the instinct to protect her life, and joined them.
Half of the Ancestral Witches surrounded them, and even Cang Li struggled to cope.
At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin and Dijiang arrived. The two exchanged a glance, realizing that this was the best time to leave Cangli in the Wu tribe forever.
Just as the two were about to rush forward and attack, they suddenly stopped and looked at Buzhou Mountain in the distance. Cang Li could not die in the Wu tribe.
"stop!"
Dijiang made a decision in an instant, ordering the others to stop attacking, and then said to Cangli:
"Great Chief, leave your sword behind, and I will personally escort you back to the human race."
Cang Li sneered: "Stay? Dream on!"
Dijiang frowned. If Cang Li didn't cooperate, he wouldn't be polite. He would spare Cang Li's life and wouldn't care about anything else.
Houtu then came to her senses and turned to Dijiang, asking, "Brother, that sword?"
Dijiang nodded: "It's just as you think, that's why the sword can't leave the Wu tribe."
Cang Li pointed his sword at Gonggong and said:
"You want this sword? No problem, I'll kill the guy who knocked down Buzhou Mountain, and the sword is yours."
The ancestral witches present were taken aback and all looked at Gonggong.
Gonggong was furious: "Don't try to sow discord between us brothers!"
Cang Li scoffed: "If I kill him myself, the sword will have to be given to the demon race."
Anger flashed in Dijiang's eyes: "Does the Great Chief really have to tear off all pretense of civility?"
Cang Li squinted at Di Jiang, scrutinizing him for a long time before finally saying:
"Tear off the mask? Didn't you already tear off the mask from me a long time ago? Don't tell me it wasn't you who went to the human race to cause trouble for me last time."
Zhu Jiuyin pressed down on Dijiang's shoulder and said to Cangli:
"Great Chief, you have a sword in your hand, so we can't do anything to you, but we won't let you kill an Ancestral Witch in front of us. Either you leave now, or we'll activate the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons ahead of time. I can't guarantee whether the Great Chief will be able to leave the Witch Clan then."
Cang Li: "Are you threatening me?"
Zhu Jiuyin spread his hands: "There's no other way. The Great Chief is relentless, so we have no choice but to resort to this tactic."
Cang Li snorted coldly and looked at Gonggong, saying, "Then you'd better pray that he won't be alone."
Zhu Jiuyin smiled and said, "Don't worry, Chief. We will take good care of our own people. Please, Chief."
Cang Li turned her head away unhappily. She might have been looking for trouble, but she never intended to risk her life.
Before leaving, Cang Li gave Gonggong a sinister look, thinking that she would teach this man a lesson sooner or later.
Frustrated, Cang Li swung his sword, and many of the high shamans from Gonggong's various tribes who had surrounded him died instantly from the sword's energy.
Dijiang and Zhujiuyin remained outwardly calm, but inwardly they were horrified; this sword was far more powerful than they had imagined.
The Kunpeng, hiding in the clouds, saw this scene clearly, along with the wronged souls of the human race on the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Your Majesty, I know how Cang Li trained his sword."
Kunpeng returned to the Demon Court and immediately sought out Dijun in private.
"This sword was forged using the souls of humans. Human blood and souls have a suppressive effect on the Wu Clan, causing them to die from the dissipation of their essence. Cang Li is ruthless enough to use his own Wu Clan members to forge a sword."
"Your Majesty, since that's the case, we need not hold back. We will slaughter the human race, forge the Witch-Slaying Sword, and the Witch Clan will be no match for us!"
Di Jun was also somewhat surprised, and quickly began to calculate how to maximize profits without offending Cang Li.
Cangli is nothing to fear, but I'm afraid Nuwa will be displeased by it.
"Demon Master, is there a way to obtain the essence of a human without making a scene?"
Kunpeng pondered for a moment, then nodded to Dijun:
"have."
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