Chapter 546: The Ancestral Witch's Thousand-Year Kill

To tell the story from two sides: while the five Saints in Purple Heaven Palace were discussing the cause of the variables, the situation here at the North Sea took a sharp turn for the worse; the Twelve Ancestral Witches reappeared, shaking the heavens and the earth.

After many years, apart from the time of the Investiture of the Gods, it had been a long time since so many Great Luo Immortals had appeared in one place.

Not to mention that Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were fated enemies.

Qiangliang, Zhurong, and Rushou, three Ancestral Witches, were locking Dijun together.

Jumang, Xizi, and Shebishi, three Ancestral Witches, were locking the Eastern Emperor.

Tianwu, Gonggong, and Zhujiuyin were locking Kunpeng, with heavy and powerful force.

This scene could be called a classic masterpiece.

"Jumang, Shebishi? You two?"

Donghuang Taiyi was a bit dazed, and even more uncertain if the Ancestral Witches had truly been resurrected.

Back then, he had clearly killed Jumang and Shebishi with his own hands.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches were strong, his cultivation back then was the highest beneath the Saints, and coupled with the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell, who could compare to him?

"Eastern Emperor, didn't expect this, did you? It's not just you who can be resurrected; we can too."

Jumang laughed; he was the Wood Ancestral Witch among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, representing the Original Law of wood of the heavens and earth.

The Eastern Emperor appeared to be locked by the bodies of the three Ancestral Witches, but in reality, it was three Original Laws that locked Donghuang Taiyi, which was why he was temporarily unable to break free.

Hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi thought of something.

Since the Empress Wa could resurrect them in advance, then Houtu could naturally resurrect the Ancestral Witches as well.

The only problem was that the Primordial Spirits of the Ancestral Witches were innately incomplete and deficient; after falling, their bodies transformed into the heavens and earth, so the difficulty of resurrecting after death was much greater than that of a Great Luo Immortal.

Especially resurrecting eleven Ancestral Witches all at once; such a major event was truly a fantasy.

Even at the peak of the Eastern Emperor, he would not have dared to do such a thing.

Looking at the Ancestral Witches now, they seemed different from the Ancient Era.

The Ancestral Witch system did not need to absorb Heavenly Spirit Qi to cultivate; they carried Laws with them and were born in the Pangu Temple, absorbing the baleful aura of heaven and earth to constantly grow stronger.

Furthermore, most Ancestral Witches were naturally combative and cruel by nature.

To put it another way, beings like the Ancestral Witches were a combination of the baleful aura and resentment of heaven and earth.

As the saying goes, isolated yin does not grow, and solitary yang does not flourish.

This origin also destined the Ancestral Witches to be unable to become the protagonists of heaven and earth, destined to leave the stage of heaven and earth just like the Dragon and Phoenix clans.

But looking at them now, where did the baleful aura and resentment on these eleven Ancestral Witches come from?

Their bodies were covered in dazzling golden light, with righteous energy long-lasting; inside and out, they were flowing with Merit Power, immune to all evil, and causing all evil to retreat.

Clearly, under Houtu's operation, the current Ancestral Witches had all completed a two-stage reversal, becoming Merit Treasure Bodies favored by heaven and earth.

In the Void, space fluctuated, rippling with mysterious trajectories, from which two figures walked out.

It was the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Space Ancestral Witch Dijiang, and the Rain Ancestral Witch Xuanming!

Seeing these two, the complexions of Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun, and Kunpeng changed completely.

It seemed the resurrection of the Ancestral Witches had become a foregone conclusion, impossible to change.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible," Dijun shouted, finding it hard to accept this fact.

Kunpeng wanted to run, but he was locked by the three big men, Tianwu, Gonggong, and Zhujiuyin, and had no chance to escape at all.

Besides, the Eastern Emperor and Dijun were not at their peak, and without their companion magic treasures, they were unable to cope when facing eleven Ancestral Witches.

Dijiang's expression was cold as he said, "Dijun, Eastern Emperor. Today, let's settle the Karma of the battle in the Ancient Era."

"Heh, Ancestral Witches, just a bunch of defeated foes." Dijun calmed down and spoke with sarcasm.

"You flaming walking chicken!"

The Fire Ancestral Witch Zhurong roared, his whole body spewing fire, his arms locking Dijun's neck tightly.

Although Dijun was uncomfortable, he was not about to be locked to death by Zhurong.

Dijiang was not angry, and said:

"Back then, if it weren't for your sowing discord, leading to Gonggong and Zhurong falling early,

my Ancestral Witches' Dutian Divine Array might not have been a whit inferior to your Zhou Tian Star Array."

The Dutian Divine Array was a combination array that the Ancestral Witches carried from birth; it was no exaggeration to call it the number one strange array of heaven and earth.

Relying on this array, the Twelve Ancestral Witches could merge to summon the Pangu flesh to descend and slaughter in all directions.

In the era when the Saints attained the Dao, the Witch Clan relied on this array to make the Saints wary and unwilling to easily become enemies.

After all, no one wanted to go head-to-head with the Pangu flesh, even if it wasn't the real Pangu flesh.

Even if only one-tenth of its might remained, that was Pangu, the existence who had cleaved three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

If a Saint were injured, it would be inevitable to be laughed at.

Compared to the Ancestral Witches' array, the Demon Race's Zhou Tian Star Array, although strong, was too troublesome.

It required combining three hundred and sixty-five primordial stars of the heavens, using the two strongest stars, Taiyin and Taiyang, as the array eyes, and also required making three hundred and sixty-five Great Zhou Tian Star main banners corresponding to the primordial stars.

Then it required making fourteen thousand eight hundred small star banners to mobilize the immeasurable stars of the heavens, and finally, three hundred and sixty-five Great Luo Immortals leading billions of gods and demons to sit in the stars respectively, before the complete Zhou Tian Star Array could be set up.

Under the immeasurable starlight, all things would be completely annihilated.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches only needed to stand together, use the Ancestral Witch origin, resonate with the heavens using Pangu Essence Blood, and with a wave of their hands, they could form the array.

Therefore, to ensure that nothing went wrong in the end,

the Eastern Emperor and Dijun decided to eliminate one or two Ancestral Witches in advance, so that the Dutian Divine Array could not release its true power.

Of course, the idea was Kunpeng's; after all, this move was harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself.

"What a pity, plans cannot keep up with changes. Back then, if it weren't for that little cutie Kunpeng betraying us, you Ancestral Witches would have been finished long ago, and today's world would also be ruled by the Demon Race," Dijun said.

Originally a good game of chess, but because Kunpeng took the River Map and Luo Book and left the Zhou Tian Star Array, it resulted in neither side being in their strongest form.

Moreover, with the arrow on the string and having to be fired, they fought with real fire and ended up perishing together.

"Demon Emperor, you cannot blame me; you saw it yourself, that great battle was too tragic, I did this to preserve a spark for the Demon Race. If all the Great Ability of the Demon Race were to die, who would protect them?" Kunpeng explained.

"..." Dijun, Donghuang.

"Big Brother, I cannot endure this," Zhurong roared.

"Big Brother, I cannot endure this either," Gonggong roared.

"Since it has come to this, let us fight, fight fiercely, and vent the anger of countless years of sinking," Dijiang said.

Immediately, under the eyes of the gods and Buddhas filling the sky, an unprecedented farce was staged.

Under the firmament, the nine Ancestral Witches, with their massive bodies and layers of muscles like iron towers, greeted the ancient Demon Emperors with "affection."

Boom, boom, boom!

Bang, bang, bang!

"Brother Taiyi, Brother Dijun! Save me!" Kunpeng howled.

Although Dijiang did not strike, he had already sealed the space in all directions of the North Sea.

He is the master of space, possessing the Original Law of space; even the Jade Emperor or Buddha could not break through the spatial barrier for a while, unless they were a Saint.

Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi were miserably besieged by the nine Ancestral Witches; the pain of fists striking Flesh ignited their fury, and naturally, they would not sit and wait for death.

Donghuang grabbed Gonggong and hammered him hard, while Dijun grabbed Zhurong and hammered him.

The Thunder Witch Ancestor Qiangliang saw that this ground-walking chicken Dijun was actually so arrogant, so he gathered the Original Thunder Law onto his index and middle fingers to attack Dijun's gate of the five-grain cycle. (Thousand Years of Death)