Chapter 36

Vaguely, a faint sense of unease stirred within Supreme Hongjun.

Damn—could the situation have slipped beyond his control?

"I am the Dao Ancestor, sovereign over the Heavenly Dao. Beneath the Great Wilds, I am invincible. A mishap? I'm overthinking it. Even if one occurred, so what—I can suppress everything myself."

"I didn't fear attaining the Dao of Immortal Hunyuan, so why should I mind this trifling formation? It's nothing more than a bit of fortune. What harm could it do? Their growing strength benefits both me and the Great Wilds—it's exactly what I'd wish for."

After a long while, once he had calmed down, Supreme Hongjun chuckled softly and regained his composure.

Let them be as strong as they like—in the end, they'll only serve to fulfill his purpose. What is there to fear?

No matter, it's no big deal!

"At this level of intensity, the Twelve Capital Fiends Divine Formation likely won't be a match for the demon race. It seems that when the time comes, I'll have to have myself projected to the lower realm."

Supreme Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself.

Mount Buzhou.

"Hahaha!"

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches? Di Jiang? Zhu Jiuyin? What do you lot have to fight me with!"

"Beneath Immortal Hunyuan, all are ants. With mere witch-kind like you, do you even dare vie with the demon race? From this day forth, the witch race shall become a thing of the past. My demon race shall reign over the Great Wilds and hold dominion over heaven and earth!"

"From this day forth, the myriad races of the Great Wilds shall submit beneath my demon race. All living beings shall enter my Heavenly Court. Those who refuse shall be slain!"

Feeling the terrifying power coursing through him and recalling how the witch race had long suppressed the demon race, Especially Di Jun felt as if his very being was about to ascend. Laughing heartily, he swept forth in high spirits to proclaim it across the entire Great Wilds.

When he looked upon the Twelve Ancestral Witches, his gaze was filled with utter contempt, causing the Twelve Ancestral Witches to feel uneasy, their brows furrowing again and again.

Although Especially Di Jun noticed this, he paid it no heed. The victor is king, the vanquished are bandits. A measly witch race? How laughable—what could they possibly use to fight him, Especially Di Jun?

"Hm?"

At that moment, Hou Tu seemed to sense something, and a faint light glimmered in her eyes.

"Brothers, the evolution of the myriad realms' cycle of reincarnation is nearly complete. I must now enter the final stage."

Hou Tu immediately transmitted her voice.

The moment these words fell, the other eleven Ancestral Witches shuddered, and their eyes all lit up.

The demon race?

Mere cattle and horses!

What matters most to the witch race now is reincarnation, for it concerns the resurrection of the Father God and will aid Hou Tu in attaining the supreme Dao. Compared to this, what do the demon race amount to? They aren't worth a second thought.

"Then let's finish them off quickly and return to complete the final step. It's all because of these damned demons—we'll likely alarm Supreme Hongjun. We must wrap this up swiftly."

Di Jiang said in a low voice.

"Understood."

Hou Tu had no objections. She nodded, then turned her gaze toward Especially Di Jun. Sensing his aura, her delicate brows knit slightly.

Hunyuan Realm?

That is somewhat troublesome.

It seems she can only go all-out while concealing the power of reincarnation.

Bolstered by the myriad realms' cycle of reincarnation, and with the Great Dao of Reincarnation standing guard, although her cultivation base was only at the peak of the late-stage Luo Jinxian Realm, in terms of actual strength, Hou Tu had already reached the Hunyuan Daluo Jin Xian Realm.

Boom!!!

Hou Tu took a single step forward, her hand transforming as if into a pillar holding up the heavens, crushing down toward Especially Di Jun.

"You alone, and you dare fight me? My current strength is at the Hunyuan Daluo Jin Xian Realm!"

Especially Di Jun looked as though he had heard a fine joke. With a dismissive wave of his hand, he prepared to suppress Hou Tu. Suddenly, as if sensing something, he snapped his gaze toward her, his eyes filled with utter disbelief.

"Impossible!!!"

PS: Every time the flowers go up but the evaluation tickets don't, please throw some evaluation tickets my way too, everyone. The numbers are barely moving QAQ. And aside from the first day the book went live, there hasn't been a single tip—it's miserable. Feels like I'm writing a single-player game, I'm crying.