Chapter 161: Nuwa Becomes a Saint

Dijiang looked at the numerous stone men filling his vision, his expression impatient.

Just at this moment, Xuanming's panicked voice came from afar.

"Big Brother! There are too many stone men; Qiangliang and the others cannot hold them off."

Dijiang, his expression one of great shock, hurriedly looked toward the distant battlefield and instantly felt his eyes split with rage.

He possessed the cultivation of a Peak Primordial Golden Immortal, but the remaining Ancestral Witches were much weaker, especially Qiangliang and Shebishi, who were currently only at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Mid-Stage.

Let alone fighting the numerous stone men alone, even a single stone man was difficult for them to parry.

Judging by the scene in the distance, it was feared that they would be captured before long.

Xuanming and Zhurong, who had already stepped into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Late-Stage, were likewise falling into a disadvantageous position.

And before him, stone men surged over recklessly one after another; he had no opportunity to assist at all.

In the past, the Ancestral Witches roamed the Primordial land; what kind of creature could block their military edge? Yet they were being struck repeatedly by these stone men.

"Roar!"

Dijiang let out an angry roar, and suddenly, silver light was seen flickering all over his body.

Who would have known that among the numerous stone men all around, one also had dazzling silver light, and another even had starlight surging.

They intertwined and surged rapidly toward the surrounding space.

Space Law, and also Time Law! In just this short while of fighting, Dijiang had clearly discovered that these stone men were not simple.

Besides being able to recover after being injured, the Laws they practiced were all different.

Although every stone man looked the same in form, there were absolutely no two stone men practicing the same Law; they were each a pure, single Law.

The Ancestral Witches had Primordial Spirits but were weak, while the rest of the Wu Clan had no Primordial Spirits; they were born with Laws, but they were numerous and mixed, absolutely impossible to be this singular.

Having roamed the Primordial for so many years, Dijiang had never seen creatures with such pure Laws.

With starlight surging, plus the endless stream of stone men, even with his speed, he was actually blocked in this space.

"Big Brother! Save me!"

Qiangliang's cry for help came from afar, and just a moment later, it turned into dull thumping sounds.

"Di Jun! Taiyi! What are you doing?" Dijiang roared toward the summit of Mount Buzhou.

It was clearly the Demon Court that started the war, so why were all these stone men surrounding and attacking them, the Ancestral Witches?

On Mount Buzhou, shrouded in starlight, there was not the slightest movement, only the roaring sounds of Xuanming and Zhurong echoing.

Dijiang, shocked and angry in his heart, sensed carefully; the auras of the two Demon Emperors were actually gone from Mount Buzhou.

There was no need to think; Di Jun and Taiyi must have entered that space.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Dijiang cursed repeatedly in his mouth.

They had clearly planned to take advantage of the battle between Tian Yuan and the Demon Court to find an opportunity to enter that space, but they did not expect the Demon Court to get there first.

Looking at these hopping stone men before him, Dijiang's sense of foreboding grew even worse.

Tian Yuan did not need these thousands of Hunyuan Golden Immortal stone men, which meant he had even stronger means in that space.

Independently resisting the entire Demon Court and the Wu Clan—in the future, what would he use to take back the opportunities that belonged to them?

Yet, sweeping his eyes around, Dijiang's heart could not help but feel even more bitter.

Talk of revitalizing the Wu Clan? He feared he could not even protect the few brothers before him.

Could it be that of the twelve Ancestral Witches, only he would be left alone in the future? Dijiang was furious; his roars shook the wilderness, and blood-colored Dao Patterns emerged on the two pairs of wings on his back.

They vibrated rapidly, *swish*, and turned into a streak of blood light, escaping and breaking through the flashing silver light all around, leaving behind a crowd of howling stone men.

"Go!" His figure knocked away the numerous stone men surrounding Xuanming; a glance around confirmed that Qiangliang's figure was nowhere to be seen.

A furious Dijiang led Xuanming and rushed toward the nearest Zhurong.

No matter what was happening on Mount Buzhou, they could only retreat to Pangu Temple now.

Xuanming likewise knew the current situation; although extremely angry in his heart, he could only break his teeth and swallow them.

Looking at Gonggong, who was fighting Zhurong, both of them felt a surge of anger.

Earlier, this guy was howling and chasing stone men to fight, but now he was becoming increasingly diligent in capturing his brothers.

But before Dijiang could get close to Zhurong, the space in front of him shattered, and a fist shrouded in white light swung out.

The familiar aura coming toward him made Dijiang's face sink; it was that detestable stone man, Tian Yuan.

He let out an angry roar, his speed not decreasing but increasing, and his figure crashed violently toward the opponent.

Boom! That void exploded, revealing Tian Yuan's figure. But that violent momentum made Dijiang's pupils shrink.

Peak Primordial Golden Immortal; that damned stone man had actually broken through again.

Dijiang could not help but think of the anomaly just now; the might of Mount Buzhou had greatly increased, and Tian Yuan's strength had immediately risen.

Dijiang was angry and roaring in his heart, but there was simply no time to think carefully.

Tian Yuan, whose figure had been sent flying, flashed and appeared beside Zhurong.

Without any extra movements, he threw a casual punch; Zhurong, who was already struggling to defend, let out a miserable scream and fell toward the Primordial land.

Gonggong, together with several stone men, hurriedly swarmed up and directly knocked Zhurong unconscious and took him away.

"Tian Yuan!" The void exploded; Dijiang swept away the stone men chasing behind him and violently chased toward Tian Yuan.

Yet Tian Yuan ignored him entirely and appeared again beside Shebishi, with the same simple punch.

A dignified member of the twelve Ancestral Witches was easily blasted toward the Primordial land by him, and was immediately captured by Xingtian and a crowd of stone men.

In an instant, above the firmament, only he and Xuanming, two Ancestral Witches, remained. The twelve Ancestral Witches, famous throughout the Primordial, were now reduced to a mere fraction.

"Tian Yuan! Die!"

Just at this moment, a roar exploded above the firmament.

Dijiang hurriedly raised his head to look, only to see stars falling all over the sky, smashing toward this void of theirs.

It was that the vanished Di Jun and Taiyi had appeared in the sky, not knowing when.

A terrifying momentum swept down, causing even Dijiang to tremble slightly.

"Xuanming! Run quickly!" With a look of grief and indignation, he glanced at Gonggong and the others who had disappeared on Mount Buzhou, then hurriedly grabbed Xuanming and fled toward Pangu Temple.

Who would have thought that just as they approached the valley, a figure suddenly crashed out from within.

"Houtu!!!!"

"Little sister!"

Dijiang and Xuanming shouted, but their expressions changed instantly.

They had already discovered the situation in the temple; taking advantage of the time the Ancestral Witches were heading toward Mount Buzhou, Houtu had swept through the temple and captured all the members of the Wu Clan.

That was the only remaining part of the Wu Clan on the Primordial land, yet now they had been completely rounded up by Houtu.

Dijiang had not seen Houtu earlier and assumed she was confronting the Demon Emperor with Tian Yuan in the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space; he had not expected her to sneak into the temple.

Xuanming's face was very ugly, while a flash of murderous intent crossed Dijiang's eyes.

Tian Yuan was one thing, as he was an outsider, but Houtu was different; she was the little sister they cherished most. Yet she had colluded with an outside enemy, causing the brothers to become estranged, and now she had even captured the very last of the Wu Clan.

With a roar, Dijiang lunged toward Houtu.

Without their clansmen, what kind of Ancestral Witches were they? They had to rescue their people no matter what.

Meeting their gazes, especially the murderous intent that flashed across Dijiang's eyes, Houtu sighed heavily in her heart.

She looked helplessly at this brother she had once respected, then her figure escaped into the ground and vanished from the scene.

Big Brother was already beyond saving, but these clansmen could not follow him and suffer.

With only Dijiang and Xuanming before her, it meant they were the only two Ancestral Witches left on the Primordial land.

The Heavenly Tribulation had begun, and Houtu was very satisfied in her heart to have been able to save so many clansmen.

Dijiang was furious, but to his surprise, there was not a trace of Houtu's aura left in the surroundings.

He frantically crushed the space around him, and in the end, he had no choice but to flee angrily toward the temple, diving headlong into the Blood Pool.

The Blood Pool, which had originally been filled with clansmen, had already become empty.

An anxious Dijiang immediately plunged into the depths of the Blood Pool, with Xuanming following closely behind.

Tian Yuan ignored the departing Dijiang and Xuanming, his gaze fixed on the sky above.

At this moment, above the Primordial Starry Sky, countless dense stars were falling, shrouding a large area of land to the east of Mount Buzhou.

"Di Jun! Are you trying to destroy the entire Eastern Land?" Tian Yuan leaped upward, shattering the illusory projections of the falling stars.

Many Earth Veins in the Eastern Land had been purified and cleared, but they were ultimately not the Heavenly Pillar, Mount Buzhou.

If Di Jun used the Zhou Tian Star Formation to ravage the Primordial land, it would definitely leave behind a scene of devastation.

It was even possible that the will contained within the Array would damage the Earth Veins that had been repaired in the East.

On Mount Buzhou, many stone men flew out and escaped into the air, shattering the illusory stars that were falling toward the Primordial land.

In the air, Di Jun's face was livid, his eyes filled with raging fire.

He knew the consequences of doing this; not only would he bear karma, but the fortune shrouding the Demon Court would also leak away, but he was simply too angry.

It was one thing to be defeated by Tian Yuan last time, but this time he had come fully prepared, only to watch helplessly as the ten Little Golden Crows were trapped in the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, with him having no way to help.

He was clearly the Lord of the Demon Court, the supreme existence ruling over the entire Primordial world, yet he had suffered losses at the hands of a stone man one after another.

At this moment, he completely lost control!

"Return my sons, otherwise we shall all bear this great karma!" Di Jun's angry voice rang out.

As the dignified Lord of the Demon Court, he had come with such great momentum, only to find he had gained nothing.

On the contrary, this Tian Yuan had not only captured many Ancestral Witches but had also inexplicably made a breakthrough; how could Di Jun be reconciled to this?

Tian Yuan's expression darkened; this Demon Emperor was actually acting like a rogue.

But he would never easily agree to the other party's request.

He had only captured the ten Little Golden Crows now; if he were to capture either Di Jun or Taiyi in the future, the other party might use this tactic again, and he could not be threatened by this every single time.

Just as Tian Yuan was pondering, a humming sound suddenly echoed through heaven and earth, and from the East Sea Shore, a terrifying Saintly might swept over.

There, Mysterious Yellow Qi fell from the Nine Heavens, Heavenly Flowers rained down, Golden Lotus bloomed from the earth, and ethereal immortal music echoed between heaven and earth.

And the many stars that had been falling from the sky instantly dimmed in the air and vanished completely.

This sudden change stunned everyone, and they all looked toward the East in shock.

At the same time, a scene flashed into the minds of all living beings in the Primordial world.

A graceful figure stood by the Wei River, her entire body shrouded in holy radiance.

Tian Yuan was overjoyed and shouted aloud: "Nuwa has become a Saint!"

(End of this chapter)