Chapter 262: Ancestral Witch Hou Tu! The Ambition to Prove the Dao of Hunyuan Da Luo!

Beast.

Jiu Ying heard this name, and his expression darkened.

Beast? That's not a flattering term. Who am I? I am the Demon Clan's demonic god, a true Great Luo Jinxian.

Yet this Yi Ji Jin Xian of the Witch Clan dares to mock me.

He is asking for death.

"Witch Clan, it seems you very much wish to die," Jiu Ying's voice turned icy. "Then I shall grant your wish."

"Hahahaha…" The Yi Ji Jin Xian Witch Clan members laughed uproariously. "Beast, wait. The Ancestral Witches will avenge us."

"I'll be waiting for you in the underworld…"

After speaking, the aura of this Witch Clan member swelled once more.

Facing death, this Yi Ji Jin Xian Witch had no more reservations—even if further boosting his power caused severe self-damage, it didn't matter.

He was going to die anyway.

"Waiting for me in the underworld?" Jiu Ying's nine heads swayed, his massive eyes filled with utter coldness. "Rest assured, I will live a very long time—though you will never see that day."

"Don't worry. I'll soon send your clanmates to join you."

"Aaaahhh…"

Hearing these words, the Yi Ji Jin Xian Witch Clan member flew into uncontrollable rage, letting out a furious, defiant roar.

Blood-red light swelled within his flesh, increasing his Yi Ji Jin Xian power further.

Faintly, his power neared that of a Great Luo Jinxian.

Unfortunately, this Yi Ji Jin Xian Witch faced Jiu Ying—a top-tier Great Luo Jinxian.

No matter how hard the Witch struggled,

he could not reverse the outcome of this battle.

The gap in strength between them was too vast.

"Wum wum…"

Jiu Ying's nine heads all turned toward the charging Witch, each mouth gathering terrifying crimson light, with runes of the Dao flashing upon them.

The Great Luo Jinxian Realm is the level where one comprehends the Dao's laws.

As a top-tier Great Luo, Jiu Ying naturally possessed his own Dao insights.

This strike carried an attack infused with the Dao itself.

The terrifying power caused the void around them to tremble faintly.

"Kill…"

"Boom—"

Nine blood-red beams pierced heaven and earth, striking the Witch who was nearly upon Jiu Ying.

The Witch's eyes showed defiance—he did not want to die.

It wasn't that he feared death; he understood that if he died, the remaining clan members would surely fall to this Great Luo demon.

But…

No matter how unwilling he was, his body cracked apart limb by limb under the overwhelming force, slowly being consumed and killed by this terrifying Great Luo power.

"Leader…" the other Witches below cried out in grief.

Immediately, their auras swelled—they knew the next battle was theirs.

Though they were no match for this demon, the Witch Clan would never beg, never retreat.

This was the belief of their Witch Clan.

"Foolish Witch Clan," Jiu Ying watched coldly as the approaching Witches. Having slain this Yi Ji Jin Xian, he had no desire to delay further.

Killing these Witches would allow him to return to the Heavenly Court.

That was the Demon Clan's stronghold.

The longer he stayed here, the greater the danger to him.

Who knew when the Ancestral Witches might arrive?

When they did, facing them, his fate would be no better than that of the Witch he had just killed.

As a high echelon of the Demon Clan,

Jiu Ying had seen firsthand how powerful the Ancestral Witches were.

For demons of the Great Luo layer, they were utterly crushing—there was not a shred of resistance possible.

Even Quasi-Saint layer demons, facing one Ancestral Witch alone, might not prevail.

Only Dong Huang Tai Yi, with the Chaos Bell, and Di Jun, with the Hetu Luoshu, could slightly turn the tide.

So Jiu Ying had no intention of waiting for the Ancestral Witches to appear.

Otherwise, he'd lose all chance to escape.

Just as Jiu Ying prepared to act, the heavens and earth suddenly shook violently, boundless Dao laws spreading across the distance.

This surge of power startled Jiu Ying.

Such astonishing Dao power—could it be the Ancestral Witches had arrived?

If the Ancestral Witches had come, Jiu Ying must flee immediately, or true doom awaited him.

Thinking this, Jiu Ying paid no attention to the remaining surviving Witches, ready to flee—but when he looked again at the Dao luminescence, his eyes hesitated.

That Dao luminescence was not from an Ancestral Witch.

Jiu Ying knew Ancestral Witch power better than anyone.

This was not Ancestral Witch power at all—it was rather…

"It's a primordial spiritual root emerging—and not an ordinary one," Jiu Ying's face shifted through a dozen colors.

And judging from this aura, it is somewhat similar to the Fusang Tree of ancient heaven and earth.

As a high echelon of the Demon Clan, Jiuying had once glimpsed the Fusang Tree, that supreme primordial spiritual root, from afar when he paid homage to Ye Tiandi and Donghuang Taiyi.

This made Jiuying sigh—no wonder it was a marvel born of the Sun Star.

That supreme spiritual root is now the child of Ye Tiandi, the place where the Jin Wu dwell.