Chapter 92: The Great Calamity Makes Me Crazy

Yellow clouds gathered, rapidly enveloping the Demon Saint and Great Witch locked in fierce combat.

Being existences at the mid-stage of Great Luo Golden Immortal, the two discovered the anomaly of the yellow clouds immediately.

Chitie, holding a wolf-tooth club, let out a loud roar, his eyes filled with excitement. The Great Witch opposite him merely glanced twice, not paying much heed.

The clouds surged; it was clearly a tactic of the Demon Race, but so what? Even if a few more came, he still would not fear them.

He roared toward the sky, thick blood-Qi surging around his body as he pushed his Great Witch body to the limit.

Yet the next second, the Great Witch frowned, his eyes filled with confusion.

The yellow clouds did not roll toward him, but instead were the first to envelop the opposing Demon Saint.

Chitie scanned his surroundings and shouted in a deep voice, "I am the Demon Saint Chitie under the Demon Emperor. Which Demon Saint are you?"

Many Great Demons had joined the Demon Court over the years, and Chitie knew them all, but as they had not known each other long, he was not very clear on the specific methods each possessed.

Therefore, regarding this suddenly appearing yellow cloud, Chitie did not know who had come either.

There was no response; only the yellow cloud wrapping around him moved faster.

Chitie, who had been holding off the Great Witch's attacks, felt a shock in his heart and immediately looked toward the distance, only to find that at some point, this patch of sky had turned a hazy yellow.

With his cultivation at the mid-stage of Great Luo Golden Immortal, he could not see through this mist.

The Great Witch, who was equally puzzled, suddenly had his gaze go blank, a figure flashing through his mind in an instant.

But thinking about it, he felt it was impossible; he had heard that fellow specialized in opposing the Wu Clan, so how could he possibly help him?

Yet, the moment this thought crossed his mind, the Great Witch discovered the dust appearing behind him.

Tian Yuan!

It really was that stone man from Mount Buzhou. What exactly did he want to do? He did not care about a mere Demon Saint; even if a few more came, he dared to fight them.

But regarding Tian Yuan, the Great Witch had no confidence, as even the Ancestral Witches could not do anything to him.

Without a second thought, the Great Witch pulled back and immediately fled into the distance.

"You want to leave after coming here?"

A calm voice rang in his ears. The Great Witch trembled all over, his entire body frozen in mid-air, unable to move. It really was that stone man.

He widened his eyes, staring blankly at Tian Yuan: "An... Ancestral Witch..."

Before the trembling words were finished, his figure vanished from the scene.

After obtaining the Ancestral Witch Body, although Tian Yuan was not of the Wu Clan, he had absolute suppression over any Wu Clan member below the level of an Ancestral Witch.

Relatively speaking, capturing Chitie was slightly more laborious than capturing the Great Witch, which was the direct reason he had targeted Chitie first.

"Who exactly are you?" Chitie watched the scene in the distance, his weapon sweeping toward the surrounding yellow clouds.

Since he was capturing the Great Witch, why attack him too? Chitie was confused! *Zzzzt! * Responding to him was a series of Innate Wutu Divine Thunder; Chitie's massive body stiffened directly in mid-air, and he could not even hold his wolf-tooth club steady.

The yellow clouds faded; Chitie's figure was nowhere to be seen, with only a few nearby Great Luo Golden Immortals noticing.

However, the battle was too intense, and no one paid much attention, only crazily slaughtering their opponents.

Tian Yuan's figure flew and darted repeatedly, taking away one member of the Witch and Demon Clans after another.

Under the might of the Ancestral Witch Body, the Wu Clan had no time to react at all.

Glancing behind him, Tian Yuan felt a slight shock in his heart. In a moment of carelessness, a large empty space had been left behind.

"The Great Calamity makes me crazy; I still need to restrain myself!"

Tian Yuan muttered, his figure quickly disappearing as he fled in another direction.

He had captured quite a few in this area, which had already attracted the attention of many of the Witch and Demon Clans; he would change locations first before continuing.

He did not dare to capture too many Great Luo Golden Immortal beings at once.

Although the battle circles of the Great Luo Golden Immortals were all far apart, the occasional disappearance of one or two was still explainable; after all, if they couldn't win, they might flee or pursue, and if it was too far, they wouldn't be able to sense it.

But if a large group were to disappear entirely, the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witches would definitely stop fighting instantly.

Circling the outer perimeter of the battle, Tian Yuan continued his harvest. Fortunately, he had the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, a Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure; otherwise, it would have been strenuous to contain these fellows.

"Tsk tsk tsk! This is much more satisfying than catching the Wu Clan everywhere." With absolute strength, no one could block Tian Yuan's path.

The battles in the air were almost all between those of the same realm, at most several Demon Race members ganging up on a Wu Clan member.

There was no situation where a Great Luo Golden Immortal was slaughtering Golden Immortals or Taiyi Golden Immortals, which undoubtedly made things more convenient for Tian Yuan.

A thick, bloody stench began to spread, and Tian Yuan clearly felt the changes in the surrounding Witch and Demon Clans.

A violent, bloodthirsty, and crazy aura not only enveloped the Wu Clan but also the Demon Race without exception.

Even Tian Yuan, walking in the air, had an urge to roar at the firmament and slaughter in all directions.

A faint will enveloped him, and that discomfort vanished instantly; Tian Yuan also saw the Tribulation Qi permeating the world.

They appeared out of thin air, rapidly drilling into every figure on the field.

"Tribulation Qi! Tribulation Qi! Could it be the wandering will from the Consciousness Space?" Seeing the Tribulation Qi wrapping around the many figures, a thought flashed through Tian Yuan's mind.

The Tribulation Qi was born in the Consciousness Space of Mount Buzhou; in that void, besides the endless wandering will, there was nothing else special. He should have thought of this possibility long ago.

But how could Hongjun, who had merged with the Dao, control this will?

Tian Yuan did not believe that the Tribulation Qi was born of heaven and earth; it was clearly controlled by someone.

In the entire Primordial World, the only one with such means was the one in the Purple Heaven Palace.

While thinking this, Tian Yuan's hands were not slow, taking away one figure after another.

Suddenly, a roar exploded in the distance, and several fluctuations fled rapidly into the distance, one after another.

It was a Great Witch pursuing a Great Luo Golden Immortal Great Demon, followed by several Great Luo Demon Race members. Glancing at those figures, Tian Yuan did not hesitate in the slightest and followed them directly.

There were not many Great Luo Golden Immortal fellows; this kind of opportunity must not be missed.

The moment Tian Yuan moved, a small figure in the distance also snuck out; it was Huluwa.

Having captured the Wu Clan several times, this little guy had truly inherited his true teachings.

Sending a sound transmission to the other, Tian Yuan dove into the ground and disappeared.

With several Great Luo Golden Immortals, it was naturally safer for him to take action.

Hearing the instructions from Father Mountain, Huluwa had no objections and turned to disappear into the dense crowd.

Huluwa mastered the five laws of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth; his stealth methods were not at all inferior to Tian Yuan's, only his efficiency in capturing people was slightly lower.

Above the Starry Sky, Eastern Emperor Taiyi had the Chaos Bell suspended above his head, fighting five Ancestral Witches alone, not falling into a disadvantage in the slightest.

In the distance, Di Jun held the River Chart and Luo Shu, surrounded by Great Sun Golden Flame, also locked in a fierce battle with three Ancestral Witches.

Fuxi, who was also a Demon Emperor, was slightly inferior, only managing to fight to a draw with the Ancestral Witch Zhurong.

Only the two fairies Xihe and Changxi on the Lunar Star were struggling exceptionally hard to fight Qiangliang alone.

The two women's gazes frequently looked toward the distant Demon Master Kunpeng, but the other party acted as if he did not see them, ignoring them entirely.

Gonggong looked at the nimble fellow before him, gnashing his teeth in anger and roaring repeatedly.

Because their speed was not fast enough, the two fellows Di Jun and Taiyi had been snatched up by his elder brothers; as for the remaining Fuxi, Demon Master Kunpeng, and others, he chose Demon Master Kunpeng without hesitation.

Not only because the other party's strength was formidable, but also because Demon Master Kunpeng had created the Demon Script.

Only by slaying such a figure could he display the might of an Ancestral Witch.

Who would have thought that after engaging in battle, this fellow never clashed head-on, but kept maneuvering and barely even attacked.

That agile speed was far more nimble than the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain.

This made Gonggong, who was already burning with rage, even more irritable.

The battle was meant to vent the resentment in his heart, but he did not expect that the more he fought, the more angry he became.

He did not know what Demon Master Kunpeng was thinking, but Gonggong only wanted to tear this hateful fellow before him to pieces now.

The Demon Master Kunpeng opposite him was likewise feeling a headache.

The Ancestral Witches were indeed a bunch of brainless fellows who only knew how to kill, kill, kill.

He had no intention of joining the Demon Court and had no grudges against the Ancestral Witches; if not for the situation forcing his hand, he would not have been willing to come.

Glancing at the slightly disheveled Changxi and Xihe in the distance, Demon Master Kunpeng shifted his form and fled directly into the distance.

He did not care which of the Witch and Demon Clans won or lost, but if he fished in troubled waters too obviously, it would inevitably affect his reputation among the Demon Race.

Having created the Demon Script and passed down the Cultivation Method, the title of Demon Master could not be ruined like this.

By leading away an Ancestral Witch now, even if the Demon Emperor had anger afterward, he would presumably have nothing to say.

Casting a light glance behind him, it was just as Demon Master Kunpeng had thought: Gonggong pursued him irritably without a second thought.

The physical body of an Ancestral Witch was terrifying, but he held their speed in great disdain.

He could completely lead Gonggong on a tour around the Primordial World; this was the safest method Demon Master Kunpeng could think of. To enter the calamity with his body, yet not be entangled by slaughter.

Of course, the prerequisite for all of this was having merit on his person; otherwise, if Tribulation Qi surged in, he would lose control of himself.

With these thoughts turning in his mind, Demon Master Kunpeng slightly controlled his speed, lest he scare away this sparring partner.

"You beast! Stay and fight!" Gonggong roared loudly, his entire body surging with killing intent.

Since he had manifested his form, he had never been this angry.

It was clearly the Demon Court leading ten thousand races to attack, yet this Demon Master Kunpeng was so absent-minded, as if he were toying with him.

With a 'whoosh' sound, the two disappeared into the sky instantly, infuriating Changxi and Xihe in the distance, who cursed in delicate voices.

Although the two women's Dao cultivation was not weak, they disliked fighting, had very few powerful offensive means, and possessed no powerful spiritual treasures for protection, making it difficult to injure an Ancestral Witch.

They had previously sent many voice transmissions asking Demon Master Kunpeng for help, but this fellow not only did not respond, he had now fled directly.

Helpless in the face of this scene, the two women felt powerless and could only struggle to defend against Qiangliang's attacks.

Tian Yuan, who had returned after capturing those few Demon Saints and Great Witches, stopped his movement and looked up at the firmament.

"It's Gonggong and Demon Master Kunpeng!" Tian Yuan muttered softly, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Tian Yuan was somewhat clear about the strength of Demon Master Kunpeng, a fellow who had been fine after taking a punch from him on Mount Buzhou earlier.

There was simply no problem for him to fight an Ancestral Witch one-on-one.

Relying on that exaggerated speed, he could even hold the upper hand, so why was he being chased and fleeing by Gonggong?

After pondering in his heart for a moment, Tian Yuan headed in the direction where the two had left.

In the Witch-Demon War, what Tian Yuan wanted to capture most were naturally the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witches; as long as he captured these leaders, the Great Calamity would naturally end, and the Witch and Demon Clans between heaven and earth would be his to take.

Now that the two had left the battle circle, it was definitely a good opportunity.

Demon Master Kunpeng's speed was super fast, which was a bit troublesome, but Gonggong was a great prospect.

After mastering the Ancestral Witch Body, Tian Yuan was still very confident in fighting an Ancestral Witch one-on-one.

Leaving a message for Huluwa, Tian Yuan followed closely behind Gonggong.

(End of this chapter)