Chapter 147

In an instant, the casualties of the Hengshan tribe began to decrease rapidly.

At the same time, the human race of the tribe also discovered Hongxuan's figure.

They bowed down one by one to thank him.

Hongxuan nodded, encouraged them, and returned to the courtyard where Hengshan was located.

"Bold Golden Crows, how dare you ravage the Primordial World, you deserve to die!"

"Hahaha, a mere Great Witch of the Wu Clan dares to offend our ten brothers? Watch us burn you to death!"

The angry and arrogant voices resounded throughout the entire Primordial World.

Hongxuan's expression was solemn.

Was the myth of Kuafu chasing the sun starting to play out now?

The tragic scene that followed was imprinted in the spiritual sense of all the powerhouses of the Primordial World.

After a long time.

Hongxuan sighed with emotion.

Kuafu chased the sun and died, turning into a peach forest.

He still felt admiration for the indomitable spirit of this Great Witch Kuafu who never gave up.

Of course.

There was no lack of people in the Primordial World who were very disdainful of Kuafu's reckless behavior.

Instead, they were full of envy for the Golden Crows' True Sun Fire.

Regarding this, Hongxuan did not have much of a reaction.

Everyone's values were different, and the Great Dao they sought was also different.

Hongxuan had always viewed it with indifference.

As long as they did not provoke him and did not infringe upon his interests, what others did had nothing to do with him.

Conversely, there was only the path of self-destruction.

"Ah! Damn it, you ten monsters, how dare you harm my brother Kuafu, die!"

Another angry and unwilling voice resounded through heaven and earth.

Immediately after, in Hongxuan's expectant and somewhat shocked gaze.

One icy arrow after another shot out rapidly.

No matter how the ten Golden Crows fled, they could not escape the pursuit of the arrows.

Amidst shrill wails.

Nine icy arrows hit their marks one by one, and the nine Golden Crows ravaging the Primordial World fell one by one, dying on the spot.

Hongxuan was also filled with emotion.

Just a short while ago, he was still watching the ten Golden Crows playing happily on the Sun Star.

If they had continued to grow like that, they might not have failed to become powerhouses of the Primordial World in the future.

But now, they could only become the souls under the arrows of the Great Witch Hou Yi.

Achieving Hou Yi's fame that resounded throughout the Primordial World.

Even being remembered forever by countless living beings of later generations.

While the ten Golden Crows became the villains of the story, stupid, arrogant, and weak.

In the final analysis, it was just because they did not realize they were being plotted against.

Regarding this, Hongxuan also began to reflect on himself.

From now on, he must also guard against the schemes of others, lest he suffer the same tragic fate as the ten Golden Crows.

Watching the last icy arrow about to pierce the last Golden Crow.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi arrived late.

While filled with grief and indignation, he was preparing to kill the Great Witch Hou Yi.

The Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan also arrived one by one.

Although there were some disputes, Hou Yi's life was preserved.

However, after this incident.

There would be no easing of tensions between the Wu and Demon clans.

The final battle between the Wu and Demon clans would be countless times more tragic than expected.

Regarding this, Hongxuan did not really care.

After experiencing a series of events, the ten suns appearing in the Primordial World, Kuafu chasing the sun, and Hou Yi shooting the sun.

The Wu and Demon clans returned to their respective sides, but the Primordial World had been ravaged quite badly by them.

Especially the land of the human race, which was scarred and in a mess.

Countless living beings were killed or injured.

The number of lonely ghosts and wild spirits increased countless times in an instant.

At the same time, as the great tribulation approached, the atmosphere of the Primordial World became increasingly tense.