Chapter 42: Picking Up a Great Witch

"Another tribe, not bad, not bad!" Putting away the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, Tian Yuan was very satisfied.

With his current cultivation at the mid-stage of Great Luo Golden Immortal, who among the Wu Clan could stop him besides the Ancestral Witches?

However, what made him happiest was that several decades had passed, and the Ancestral Witches he worried about still hadn't appeared.

Earlier, he had complained that the Primordial World was too vast, making it laborious to search for Wu Clan tribes.

Now that he thought about it, it was precisely because the world was so vast that he hadn't been discovered by the Ancestral Witches after all this time.

Otherwise, how could he have been acting wantonly in the Wu Clan tribes for over two thousand years? The short-tempered Ancestral Witches would have long since chased him across the entire Primordial World.

Glancing at the Heavenly Pillar behind him, Tian Yuan did not fly east again, but instead circled Mount Buzhou and headed south.

This had been his plan from the start; although the tribes gathered at the foot of Mount Buzhou were fewer in number, they had the advantage of being safe.

Once he sensed something amiss, he could immediately flee back to Mount Buzhou.

Regarding the twelve Ancestral Witches of Pangu Temple, Tian Yuan was still quite wary.

The Ancestral Witches could be called Ancestral Witches not just because their cultivation realms were high, but crucially because of that Ancestral Witch Body.

Tian Yuan seriously suspected that the physical bodies of these fellows had already surpassed Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasures, and perhaps they could even withstand an Innate Supreme Treasure for a moment.

The Demon Court possessed an Innate Supreme Treasure like the Chaos Bell, yet they were often at a disadvantage during the Great Calamity.

The most terrifying aspect of the twelve Ancestral Witches was still their physical bodies.

If he were to face an Ancestral Witch now, Tian Yuan had no confidence at all; it was best to be careful.

His powerful Divine Sense spread through the ground, and the nearby tribes appeared before his eyes one by one.

The situation at the Houtu Tribe had not spread; it was peaceful here, and Wu people were hunting all over the mountains and fields.

As his figure flashed past, cries of alarm rang out in an instant, accompanied by angry roars.

Tian Yuan did not linger, his figure sweeping past one Wu Clan tribe after another, as well as the figures scattered among the mountains and rivers.

After two thousand years of repetitive actions, he was now incredibly proficient, with almost no hesitation at all.

"Eh!"

While flying rapidly, Tian Yuan's figure paused, his gaze fixed ahead.

A thick and vigorous surge of blood energy shot into the sky, without the slightest concealment; it was a Great Witch who had just entered the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

An unexpected joy!

Tian Yuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately fled toward that direction.

Tian Yuan had always coveted Great Witches, but unfortunately, they were almost all in places far away from Mount Buzhou.

That he had been able to encounter Kuafu earlier was entirely due to the fact that many Wu people had disappeared.

The direction of that blood energy he sensed was also heading toward the east of Mount Buzhou.

A Great Witch could bring a scroll of laws to his Consciousness Space; it was definitely a huge harvest.

In the dense mountain forest, Xingtian carried his shield and axe on his shoulder, walking slowly, his gaze sweeping toward a certain direction from time to time.

He really wanted to go to the Houtu Tribe to take a look, but if his own Ancestral Witches found out, he would certainly be in for another beating.

Just as Xingtian was feeling depressed, he suddenly turned his head to look into the distance, his eyes filled with astonishment.

After sensing it carefully, he beamed with joy. "It's actually a Demon of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!"

With an excited howl, Xingtian went rumbling toward that direction.

Since Hongjun's Dao voice spread throughout the Primordial World, he hadn't encountered a single Demon of the Great Luo realm in these two thousand-plus years.

Staying in the tribe all day made him bored to death; any slightly powerful Demon would either flee at the first sign of trouble or be fought over by the few Great Witches in the tribe, and if he was too slow, it wouldn't be his turn at all.

He hadn't wanted to take a trip to the temple, yet he had such a harvest upon returning.

A few breaths later, a strange look flashed in Xingtian's eyes.

That Demon of the Great Luo realm hadn't fled, but was instead rushing toward his direction. This made Xingtian feel intense curiosity in addition to his annoyance.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, the birthplace of the Wu Clan, there was actually such an arrogant Great Demon.

The Divine Sense that had flashed and retreated just now suggested the opponent was not a simple Great Luo Golden Immortal, which made Xingtian look forward to it even more.

While sprinting, Xingtian suddenly leaped up, and before he landed, the giant axe in his palm slashed fiercely at the ground.

With a rumbling sound and the earth shaking, a figure the same size as him jumped out from the cracked earth.

"A stone man?" Xingtian was stunned, his gaze involuntarily sweeping toward the giant axe in his palm.

In the clash just now, the stone man seemed to have used his fist to resist his weapon.

For a mere Demon, how could his physical body be so formidable? And a stone man could actually cultivate to the Great Luo realm.

The opponent's cultivation realm was above his, but when he swept his gaze toward the stone man's eyes, Xingtian was taken aback.

Burning, excited, and mixed with immense joy? Good lad, not only was he not afraid of him, but he also had such an expression; Xingtian was enraged.

The angry Xingtian was about to charge with his axe when he saw the stone man in front of him shout, "Are you the Great Witch Xingtian?"

Xingtian was slightly surprised; this was their first meeting, yet this stone man actually recognized him.

"That's right, it is your Grandfather Xingtian!" Saying this, Xingtian rushed up, wielding his shield and axe.

He was a battle fanatic, and this stone man's physical body and form were both quite good; he was definitely a suitable opponent.

"It really is this fellow!" Tian Yuan muttered softly, the smile on his face growing even wider.

Encountering a Great Witch by chance already made him excited, and he hadn't expected it to be a familiar character.

Being able to identify the opponent at a glance was mainly due to the shield and axe in his hands.

Xingtian was one of the few Great Witches who survived the Witch-Demon Calamity, so his strength was naturally beyond doubt, and the laws he mastered would certainly not be simple, but Tian Yuan had no intention of testing them.

Seeing Xingtian charging over, yellow dust suddenly surged in front of him. Without thinking, he brought the giant axe in his palm down with full force.

Whether it was a divine ability or a spell, they would break it with pure force; this was the fighting style of their Wu Clan.

A pitch-black crack streaked across, and he easily tore through the surging yellow clouds.

But before he could be happy, Xingtian discovered that the giant axe in his palm sank, as if it were sucked into the air, making it difficult to pull back.

Gazing closely, Xingtian was instantly enraged, for he saw a thin layer of yellow mud clinging to the blade of his axe, and it was still spreading rapidly.

With an angry shout, a dark light surged and poured into the giant axe.

The yellow soil was shaken off, yet it still maintained the shape of the axe blade, enveloping it within.

In this brief delay, thick yellow clouds gushed out in all directions, surrounding Xingtian completely.

Only then did Xingtian discover the anomaly; this was not some divine ability or spell, but a magical treasure.

"Roar!"

Xingtian let out a great roar, dark light appeared and vanished around him, his body instantly expanded, and a heaven-piercing battle intent rose up.

Sensing the surging momentum within the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, Tian Yuan shook his head: "A pity! It is too late!"

He had no intention of a prolonged battle, so naturally, he brought out this powerful Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure at the very first moment.

Surging magic power poured into it, and under the dazzling radiance, the violently struggling Xingtian gradually disappeared from sight, with only angry roars faintly emanating from within.

Opening his mouth to inhale, Tian Yuan rubbed his chest, feeling very pleased.

He had merely taken advantage of the Ancestral Witches not yet noticing to come to the foot of Mount Buzhou to plunder some tribes, never expecting to pick up a Great Witch.

Casting a glance around, Tian Yuan dove into the ground and fled toward Mount Buzhou.

Although he did not know why Xingtian had appeared here, he certainly could not stay for long.

(End of this chapter)