Chapter 119

"Not good, Jiuying has fallen!"

"How could this be? Although Jiuying is very ordinary among Quasi-Saints, he is still a Quasi-Saint after all. Who could kill him?"

"The Wu tribe's Houtu, and a human ant!"

"Impossible, how could a mere human kill Jiuying? It must be Houtu's trick!"

"My demon race has lost a Demon Saint, we absolutely cannot let this go!"

Di Jun and Tai Yi were discussing the matter of refining the Witch-Slaying Sword.

Suddenly, Di Jun felt something in his heart, and when he calculated what it was, his expression changed drastically.

Demon Saint Jiuying had actually fallen!

For the demon race, every Demon Saint was precious.

Losing one would be a huge loss.

Moreover, it was on the eve of such a critical Wu-Demon war, which was even more unbearable.

Originally, Di Jun didn't intend to participate in the slaughter of humans himself.

Even if the Wu tribe ambushed the demon race.

He didn't pay much attention to it; it wouldn't affect the overall situation.

But now.

He had to enter the field himself.

If a Demon Saint died and Di Jun and Tai Yi had no reaction, then the hearts of the demons below would scatter.

Let alone confronting the Wu tribe, it might cause instability within the demon race.

"Jiuying is also trash. He is a Quasi-Saint after all. So what if it's Houtu? If you can't beat her, can't you run away?"

"He couldn't even escape and was easily killed by Houtu. It's simply a disgrace."

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi was also particularly unhappy with Jiuying.

Lacking strength, yet causing trouble everywhere.

However, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he was still very happy to cause trouble for the Wu tribe.

If he could slaughter a Wu tribe Ancestral Witch, he would be even more excited.

"Immediately summon the other Demon Saints to meet the Wu tribe's Houtu!"

……

Mount Buzhou, Pangu Hall.

The eleven Ancestral Witches of the Wu tribe were all gathered here.

"Brother, the demon race's Di Jun and Tai Yi have suddenly moved out, and they are taking the Demon Saints under their command to the Primordial Continent!"

"What is it for?"

Zhu Jiuyin heard this and gave a bitter smile:

"Little sister Houtu slaughtered the demon race's Jiuying!"

"The death of a Demon Saint is a big deal for the demon race. With Di Jun's temper, he cannot have no reaction."

"I reckon they are going to encircle and suppress little sister Houtu now."

"We must not delay, let's go together. We absolutely cannot let little sister get hurt."

"That's right, a mere Jiuying, killed is killed. Let's take this opportunity to kill a few more, so as not to look at them and feel annoyed."

"Hahaha, good, let's set off now, we can't let little sister wait too long!"

……

Compared to the intense reaction of the Wu and Demon races, other great powers of the Primordial World were indifferent.

A mere Demon Saint Jiuying was not worth mentioning. If it were Di Jun or Tai Yi who had fallen this time, they would pay more attention.

Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

Master Tongtian was suddenly awakened from his seclusion.

He thought something big had happened again, so he immediately started calculating.

However, when he calculated that it was just the fall of a mere Demon Saint, he felt disdain in his heart.

But he soon came back to his senses.

Thinking carefully.

He discovered that one person played a crucial role in the whole event.

Hongxuan.

He had a deep impression of this disciple.

In such a short time, he had already reached the Taiyi peak.

His foundation was very solid, and it seemed he could advance to Great Luo at any time.

Even Tongtian couldn't help but be shocked.

Such a speed of progress surpassed 99% of the disciples of the Jie Sect.

Could it be because of Hongxuan that he was awakened?

Moreover, Demon Saint Jiuying died at his hands?

Although Houtu had heavily injured Jiuying and sealed his cultivation before this.

But it was enough to prove that Hongxuan was very extraordinary.

At the same time, he also had a trace of interest in Hongxuan's method of killing Jiuying.

It actually contained a trace of the power of the Law of Fate.

Master Tongtian showed a look of interest on his face.

The Law of Fate was one of the supreme laws.

Powerful, bizarre, and hard to guard against.

The most critical point was that the Law of Fate was extremely difficult to comprehend.

Even if one barely entered the door, it was very difficult to achieve great success.

Without sufficient talent, understanding, and opportunity, it was almost impossible.

What was even more surprising was.

He had actually gotten mixed up with the Wu tribe's Houtu.

Looking at Houtu's nervous appearance for him, Master Tongtian's face became even brighter.

Houtu, as a top female cultivator of the Primordial World, was once on the same level as Nuwa.

Being able to capture Houtu, his disciple really had extraordinary abilities.

Interesting!

Since Hongxuan had Houtu's protection, he didn't need to make a move.

Even if the demon race targeted him, he believed that with Hongxuan's ability, he could pass through safely.

Subsequently.

Master Tongtian once again fell into the comprehension of the Great Dao.

As for the subsequent Wu-Demon conflict, he didn't continue to pay attention.

The time for the final decisive battle between the Wu and Demon races hadn't arrived yet.

This time it was destined to be a small scuffle.

He was too lazy to watch.

It was better to comprehend the Great Dao!

……

"Hongxuan, how is it? Are you okay?"

Houtu nervously helped Hongxuan up.

Just now, Jiuying was killed bizarrely, and even she didn't understand the reason.

But presumably, Hongxuan had paid a high price.

"Hahaha, not only am I fine, but my current state is surprisingly good, never better!"

Hongxuan's eyes were bright.

This time, he used the Great Fate Art again to kill a real Quasi-Saint.

Especially at the moment of severing Jiuying's line of fate.

Endless profound insights surged into his heart.