Chapter 126: Is the Wu Clan Having an Internal Conflict?

"Gonggong!!! What are you doing?" Zhurong looked at that figure in the distance and roared hoarsely.

Among the twelve Ancestral Witches, although he often fought with Gonggong, the two actually had a very good relationship.

Earlier, when Gonggong was captured by Tian Yuan, Zhurong still felt worried in his heart from time to time.

When he first sensed Gonggong's aura, he was overjoyed, but who would have thought the other party would violently knock him flying.

In these hundreds of thousands of years, he had obtained a special corpse of a Chaos Demon God, his Dao practice had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he had even surpassed several of his brothers for a time.

He did not expect that after not seeing him for a period of time, Gonggong had actually achieved the mid-stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

It was just that now, the other party stood on Tian Yuan's side.

Meeting Zhurong's angry gaze, Gonggong said in a deep voice: "Zhurong! Come with me; that is the true destination of the Wu Clan."

The other party's blood-red eyes made his heart sink.

He and Zhurong had an inseparable relationship, which was also the direct reason he sought out the other party first.

The Great Calamity between heaven and earth was becoming increasingly terrifying; only by heading to the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space would it be safest.

The Wu Clan was the Pangu Orthodox; bringing benefits to the Primordial World was their duty, not relying on these broken corpses.

They were transformed from the Father God's Essence Blood; if they swallowed too much of other blood and energy, how could they still be called Pangu Orthodox?

If things continued like this, how could the Wu Clan still be the Wu Clan of the past?

Originally, he still felt some guilt in his heart, but now seeing his brothers like this, Gonggong's plan became even more firm.

"Shut up!" In Zhurong's blood-colored eyes, there was only raging fury.

It was one thing for little sister Houtu to betray them, but now even the captured Gonggong was like this.

He did not know what means the stone man had used, but his own brother had been shaken too thoroughly.

And just a moment ago, he saw Tian Yuan capture another brother, which undoubtedly made Zhurong even more furious.

"Mount Buzhou is ours, the Primordial World is ours, no one can take it away!" Zhurong panted heavily, and strange flames rose around his body.

The two fire dragons beneath him were also spitting out blood-red flames.

Sensing the aura on his former brother, Gonggong looked anxious, his gaze swept around, and his heart felt even more ominous.

He did not speak again, and with a surging momentum, he crashed toward Zhurong.

Capturing Zhurong and bringing him into the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, the Father God's aura would surely be able to gradually awaken them.

Houtu, on the side, also had a worried expression.

As the Lord of the Earthly Dao, she could sense the changes in her brothers even more clearly.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were all transformed from the Father God's Essence Blood; they were of the same lineage and had mutual resonance.

Now, that resonance between her and her brothers had become much weaker; the stronger the other party's strength, the weaker that resonance became.

The Ancestral Witches' bloodline was no longer pure; in order to increase their strength, they had become greedy for the flesh and blood of the Chaos Demon Gods.

Looking at Tianwu, who had eight heads and a human face, a tiger's body, and ten tails, she said in a deep voice: "Tianwu! Do you really want to abandon the embrace of the Father God?"

Houtu knew her brothers were very unwilling, but she did not expect them to choose such a path.

The identity the Wu Clan once took pride in had now become like this.

"Huhu!" Tianwu panted heavily, showing the anger in his heart. Eight mouths roared in unison, and his burly figure crashed toward Houtu.

Compared to the worries of Houtu and Gonggong, Xingtian and the others were ecstatic, howling as they rushed toward those Ancestral Witches at the early-stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Challenging Ancestral Witches was something the Great Witches had always longed for, and now they finally had the chance.

The remaining three early-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal Ancestral Witches were directly intercepted by Xingtian, Kuafu, and Houyi.

Compared to the excitement of Houyi and the others, Jumang and the other two Ancestral Witches were shocked, and their eyes were filled with annoyance.

How could they not understand the thoughts of Kuafu and the others? Each of them roared and rushed forward.

The two Great Witches who fell behind saw this and immediately looked depressed.

Before they could act, they suddenly saw several roars from the surging blood waves below, and several powerful auras escaped.

There were several Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak experts, and there was even a Great Witch at the early-stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

They recognized it was the Great Witch Jiufeng, and the two Great Witches vied to meet her.

In almost an instant, the area under Mount Buzhou was filled with terrifying fluctuations, and the rumbling sounds filled a large expanse of the firmament.

Fuxi, who was a step behind, saw the scene before him and helplessly touched his nose.

"What a bunch of battle maniacs!" Sensing the many violent auras in the distance, Fuxi was also shocked in his heart.

His gaze swept across those figures, and he strode toward the Wu Clan tribe.

If he could choose, Fuxi was quite unwilling to fight the Wu Clan; these guys' physical bodies were comparable to spiritual treasures, and fighting them was too exhausting.

Since they had all been picked away, it would be better to go to the tribe and capture some Wu Clan members.

He had not forgotten the purpose of this trip: to capture Ancestral Witches and also catch more Wu Clan members in order to better comb the Earth Veins.

A rosy light flashed, and he had arrived at the place shrouded in blood; a petite figure flashed in the distance, which was exactly Huluwa who had left a step earlier.

With laws flowing and circling his body, Fuxi glanced at the many corpses floating in the firmament and escaped into the Wu Clan tribe.

"Roar!"

In the firmament, the Hou was tearing at a corpse, swallowing it in large gulps.

On the side, the Ancestral Witch Rushou, who had a human face and tiger body, was covered in golden scales and had wings on his shoulder blades, struck repeatedly, but the other party just wouldn't let go, still swallowing the blood-food in front of him.

"Evil beast! Still not stopping!" Rushou was furious, and a rich Geng Metal Qi emerged, wrapping toward the Fierce Beast opposite.

The two blood dragons beneath him also bit toward the Hou's massive body.

The Hou, having swallowed the chunks of meat whole, looked back at the Ancestral Witch Rushou but made no further moves. In the direction of the Pangu Temple, there was another powerful fluctuation. If it didn't hurry to swallow now, there might not be any chance left if it dragged on for a while.

Although the Chaos Demon God had fallen long ago, the lingering power of its physical body still made it impossible to take away, so it could only swallow it on the spot.

Seeing that the Fierce Beast's physical body was so formidable, Rushou was also secretly shocked, but he could only continue to launch attacks.

Inside the Sun Palace of the Thirty-Three Heavens, Taiyi and Di Jun, who had just begun to close their eyes for quiet meditation, woke up at the same time.

Just now, Mount Buzhou shook, and a massive power swept out, startling them from their cultivation.

Upon seeing Mount Buzhou swell crazily, although they were shocked in their hearts, they did not go to investigate Mount Buzhou.

The Ancestral Witches have been acting strangely lately, and the Wu Clan tribes are all shrouded by an Array.

Terrifying auras frequently spilled out from that rolling Blood Fiend Qi, and the two Demon Emperors were also quite surprised.

Added to that was the strangeness of the stone man Tian Yuan on Mount Buzhou; they merely took a glance and immediately went into seclusion to meditate.

Who would have thought that in such a short time, rolling power would actually come sweeping across the Primordial land.

The two, exchanging a look, immediately flew out, and just as they exited their place of seclusion, they saw Baize hurrying over from afar.

Di Jun's expression sank, and he asked, "Baize, has some major event occurred in the Primordial world?"

Baize nodded, his face showing excitement as he replied, "Indeed, two Demon Emperors, the Wu Clan is having an internal conflict."

"What?" Di Jun was stunned, his eyes filled with astonishment.

The relationship between the twelve Ancestral Witches is just like that between him and Taiyi; how could they possibly have an internal conflict, and at this time, no less.

Those faintly transmitted fluctuations were all at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.

Di Jun and Taiyi did not speak, leaping away toward the Primordial Starry Sky.

Within the Demon Court of the Thirty-Three Heavens, one figure after another also fled; they were likewise startled awake by those terrifying fluctuations.

At this moment, seeing the two Demon Emperors, they immediately stepped forward one by one to pay their respects.

Waving his hand, Di Jun and his companion did not stop, arriving at the firmament in an instant, their eyes widening immediately.

"Those corpses..." They saw more than a dozen massive corpses floating above the Wu Clan tribes.

Their shapes were strange, all of them being broken remains; they had seen them before, but they did not expect the Wu Clan to have so many.

And this time, Di Jun felt the aura of Chaos within those corpses.

Rolling Blood Fiend Qi was dissipating from the corpses, sprinkling down toward the Wu Clan tribes.

"It is the aura of the Chaos Demon Gods." Taiyi's face was grim, his eyes also filled with shock.

He knew the Wu Clan had secrets, but he did not expect the other party to have such an opportunity.

The three thousand Chaos Demon Gods all perished in the Opening Heaven Calamity; how did the Ancestral Witches find them?

Taiyi was unclear, and Di Jun beside him was equally filled with confusion.

With these thoughts in mind, the two immediately looked toward the Primordial land; indeed, the Wu Clan was having an internal conflict.

A group of Ancestral Witches and Great Witches were actually fighting each other; looking at the fluctuations of the battle, it was clearly for real.

Just by sweeping over those figures, Di Jun and Taiyi were both shocked in their hearts.

Hunyuan Golden Immortals; the Wu Clan members fighting in the field were all Hunyuan Golden Immortals, and many were at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Mid-Stage.

"That Dijiang is about to break through!" Taiyi's gaze looked toward the direction of Pangu Temple.

There was a fluctuation rising and falling there, shaking violently; it was the aura of the Ancestral Witch Dijiang.

"That Fierce Beast..." Di Jun, however, looked toward the distant horizon.

There, a massive Fierce Beast was dragging half a corpse and tearing at it crazily, while the Ancestral Witch Rushou was on the side trying to drive it away, but it had little effect.

Di Jun knew that Fierce Beast; it was the mount of that stone man on Mount Buzhou.

Many of the Demon Saints who fled the Demon Court all had grave expressions. That terrifying fluctuation was far above their own strength.

Baize, who had rushed over, saw the scene below again and still could not help but have his face twitch slightly.

He had only just broken into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm with great difficulty; he did not expect the Wu Clan to have so many Great Witches break through at the same time, and the Ancestral Witches were even further beyond him.

Withdrawing his gaze, Taiyi said softly, "Big Brother! The Ancestral Witches are attacking each other; this is a great opportunity..."

The Demon Court's only great enemy is the Wu Clan; although it is unclear why the Ancestral Witches are having an internal conflict, this is indeed the best opportunity right now.

"Where have Xuanming and that Zhu Jiuyin gone?" Di Jun did not answer, his gaze scanning back and forth below.

Xuanming's strength is second only to the Ancestral Witch Dijiang, and Zhu Jiuyin is the Time Ancestral Witch; neither of their strengths should be underestimated.

With the Ancestral Witches currently in a great battle and Dijiang on the verge of breaking through, these two were nowhere to be seen.

Taiyi was also puzzled in his heart and was about to look closer when he saw a space below flash with dazzling silver light, the void exploded with a boom, and a figure shrouded in white light broke through the air.

"Tian Yuan!"

"It's that stone man!"

Di Jun and the others exclaimed, and upon feeling those rolling fluctuations, they were even more shocked in their hearts.

Hunyuan Golden Immortal Late-Stage!!!

In such a short time, this stone man has actually progressed so quickly.

Di Jun and Taiyi exchanged a look, and from each other's eyes, they both saw a trace of shock.

Before the two could examine that space closely, a booming sound came from the direction of Pangu Temple, and a terrifying aura rolled away.

Dijiang broke through, also stepping into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Late-Stage!

(End of this chapter)