Chapter 93: Surprise Attack, Capturing Gonggong

"You wretched beast! Just how long do you intend to keep running?"

Watching the guy he could never catch up to no matter how hard he tried, Gonggong was so furious he cursed loudly.

He had originally thought he'd picked a guy with decent strength, but he hadn't expected such a coward.

A dignified Demon Master of the Demon Court, yet such a spineless wretch.

He would trade a few blows with him earlier, but now he just kept running ahead, and he couldn't even catch him.

The key was that Gonggong had a strange illusion; whenever he was about to get close, the other party would slightly increase their speed, always giving him the feeling that he was about to catch up.

Facing the angry curses of Gonggong behind him, Kunpeng's expression did not change; he didn't care at all.

Although he did not like Di Jun and Taiyi, Kunpeng still highly agreed with the words of these two Demon Emperors.

The Ancestral Witches did not recognize the celestial count or understand the will of heaven, and would eventually perish between heaven and earth, but he did not want to be tainted by the killing tribulation.

Behind him, Mount Buzhou was already shrouded in clouds and mist; Gonggong looked at Kunpeng ahead, and after cursing repeatedly, he still chose to turn back.

The other party was too fast; continuing to chase would not change anything.

The number of the Wu Clan was far fewer than the Demon Race, so he had to go back to help his clansmen.

Just as he stepped out, a bolt of lightning fell from above his head.

With a booming explosion, lightning surged and submerged him; Gonggong was enraged, and his violent body rolled over.

The void shattered, and in the damaged space, a sliver of silver light escaped; Kunpeng appeared in the distance once again.

Gonggong's face was somewhat twisted, and he leaped up, but who knew Kunpeng would fly away again.

Tian Yuan, hidden in the shadows, saw the scene in the distance and his expression immediately became strange.

"This guy Kunpeng is truly not simple!" After thinking about it slightly, Tian Yuan understood the reason behind it.

Kunpeng was forcibly taken into the Demon Court by Taiyi; he likely had a lot of resentment in his heart and didn't want to put in any effort at all, only thinking of muddling through.

However, trapped in the Great Calamity, it was not that easy to stay clear-headed.

He thought of the merit that had descended earlier; the timing of Kunpeng creating the Demon Script was too perfect.

Whether it was because he had experienced one Great Calamity before or some other reason, Tian Yuan did not know, but his target now was Gonggong.

He still did not move recklessly, just followed closely behind, waiting for the best opportunity.

The more irritable Gonggong was, the more advantageous it was for him.

After several times in a row, Gonggong's cursing resounded through heaven and earth, and he was already completely manic, but the Kunpeng in front remained calm and indifferent.

With a rumbling sound, Gonggong, unable to catch up, could only vent his endless rage on the surroundings.

Mountains and rivers shattered, lakes burst, and the path he traveled was a mess, with countless weak creatures perishing on the spot.

Watching the rampaging Gonggong in front, Tian Yuan's expression sank slightly.

The Ancestral Witches were violent and truly did not recognize the celestial count; they should have just obediently stayed in the Consciousness Space to comb the Earth Veins.

The violent Gonggong was just recklessly venting the anger in his heart and did not notice Tian Yuan, who was gradually approaching.

Finally, as he shattered a high peak, Gonggong roared and bellowed.

Tian Yuan transformed into a yellow light and escaped; a dazzling white glow struck directly at Gonggong's flank, which was Gonggong's only weakness.

Houtu had once said that Gonggong had previously provoked Xuanming and was severely wounded in the flank by the violent Xuanming; this was a relatively weak spot.

Gonggong, who was venting everywhere, suddenly felt the surrounding space shatter, and immediately a sharp aura emerged.

With the familiar fluctuation of an Ancestral Witch Body, Gonggong discovered the newcomer at the first moment.

"Tian Yuan!" Gonggong was shocked and angry; he sensed Tian Yuan's target.

Beyond the panic, there was even more endless anger rising in his chest.

The Ancestral Witches had bad tempers and liked to solve everything with force; fighting was a daily occurrence.

When he first took form, he didn't care about the ranking of his brothers and sisters, so he provoked Xuanming, which led to him being severely wounded.

Only his own brothers and sisters knew about this, but Tian Yuan knew it; it was clearly told to him by Houtu.

He didn't care about ordinary creatures at all, after all, he had the Ancestral Witch Body, but Tian Yuan was different.

Just as these thoughts turned in his mind, Gonggong felt a tyrannical force strike; his body shook, and he was thrown off the black dragon.

As the violent Law of Force surged into his body, Gonggong felt pain for the second time in his Wu life.

Just as he was thrown, before he could make any other move, a fist glowing with white light expanded in his eyes and smashed fiercely onto his python head.

Gonggong let out an angry roar, but what greeted him were Tian Yuan's dense punches.

Kunpeng, who was waiting in the distance and had not left, was also startled by the suddenly exploding Tian Yuan.

When Tian Yuan rushed out, he fled to the distance at the first moment.

Always trailing Gonggong, Kunpeng's perception was also constantly paying attention to the surroundings, but he actually hadn't discovered Tian Yuan.

Suspicious in his heart, before he could think about why Tian Yuan appeared, he was stunned by the scene in the distance.

Gonggong, one of the dignified Twelve Ancestral Witches, was actually being beaten back and forth by Tian Yuan, without any power to resist.

Relying on his innate speed, he could easily handle Gonggong, but Kunpeng didn't have much confidence in actually defeating the other party.

The physical body of an Ancestral Witch was simply too perverted; with his existing means, it was difficult to break the other party's defense.

In the current situation, Tian Yuan seemed to have already wounded the other party, and Gonggong had even lost the chance to resist.

The entire sky only had that sliver of white light, and the figure of Gonggong being thrown here and there.

Boom! In Kunpeng's shocked gaze, a heaven-shaking sound ended the battle.

The earth trembled slightly, and Gonggong's massive body smashed into the ruins he had ravaged, kicking up rolling dust. There was no sound; through the scattering yellow earth, Kunpeng saw a figure lying quietly.

From afar, he could still feel Gonggong's thick blood energy; was this an Ancestral Witch being knocked unconscious?

Kunpeng opened his mouth, and his whole person was stunned on the spot.

The Wu Clan all relied on their physical bodies to make a living, let alone a dignified Ancestral Witch.

Back at the battle circle, he had clearly seen Dijiang take a hit from the Chaos Bell head-on and only fly away, yet now Gonggong was beaten by a stone man. He had taken a punch from Tian Yuan head-on on Mount Buzhou, and the other party hadn't been this powerful at the time. It had only been so many years; the cultivation was simply too fast.

Kunpeng took a deep breath, just in time to meet the gaze Tian Yuan cast from afar.

Without a second thought, he immediately fled into the distance.

Kunpeng did not know why Tian Yuan was tailing them, nor why he had brutally knocked Gonggong unconscious, but it was definitely not something he could handle at the moment.

It was just as well that Gonggong had been knocked out; that guy had been spouting foul language, and now there was no need to keep up the act.

Demon Master Kunpeng, without a second thought, fled directly toward Beiming.

He was injured and needed to go to Beiming to heal.

"Running away quite fast!" Catching sight of the silver light flashing and vanishing on the distant horizon, Tian Yuan curled his lips.

Such dense Space Law; no wonder this Kunpeng had the fastest speed in the Primordial World.

Although the Demon Race did not possess physical bodies comparable to the Wu Clan, many of them possessed innate divine abilities, and their means of self-preservation were not bad either.

Withdrawing his gaze, Tian Yuan stepped forward, and amidst the rolling dust, a booming sound rang out, followed by two wails.

The two black dragons, who had been trying to flee while carrying Gonggong's body, were stepped on and pinned to the ground by Tian Yuan, one foot for each.

"Stepping on black dragons, this posture feels quite satisfying!"

Although he had restrained his strength, the two black dragons, both at the mid-stage of Great Luo Golden Immortal, still lay paralyzed on the ground, unable to move, emitting unconscious groans of pain.

Not far from the black dragons, Gonggong, still radiating rolling Blood Fiend Qi, lay quietly on the ground, not moving at all.

Only on his dark python head was there a large, swollen bump.

It kept emitting a white glow, looking just like a massive light bulb.

"Only an Ancestral Witch can defeat an Ancestral Witch." Casually putting away the two black dragons, Tian Yuan reached this conclusion.

If one had not obtained an Ancestral Witch Body, wanting to knock an Ancestral Witch unconscious would require absolute, crushing power.

And being able to take down Gonggong so quickly was largely thanks to the intelligence from Houtu.

If not for that preemptive strike, how could there be such a relaxed and joyful Tian Yuan? With yellow clouds surging, he put away Gonggong's body.

Capturing the first Ancestral Witch meant that the next one would soon follow.

Looking around, Tian Yuan quickly fled toward Mount Buzhou. As for the escaped Kunpeng, he was not worried.

Judging from the trail left along the way, this guy was likely fleeing back to Beiming. As for what happened afterward, he wouldn't be able to hide it even if he wanted to.

Tian Yuan only thought about capturing more of the Wu Clan and Demon Race before the first great war ended.

Flying at full speed, the familiar Mount Buzhou appeared before his eyes.

Glancing at the dense figures in the sky, Tian Yuan dove into Mount Buzhou and arrived at the Consciousness Space.

Having finally captured an Ancestral Witch, Tian Yuan did not want any accidents to occur.

After throwing the captured Witch and Demon Clans into the Earth Vein, Tian Yuan tossed the still-unconscious Gonggong beneath the glowing, radiant sacred mountain.

With Gonggong's irritable little temper, it was certainly impossible to get the other party to obediently dredge the Earth Vein, but Tian Yuan had plenty of ways.

Withdrawing the rampaging Law of Force from the other party's body, he immediately saw Gonggong's body move slightly, his right hand naturally reaching toward the back of his head.

The massive bump made Gonggong's right hand stiffen, and then he shot up violently, charging over while wrapped in rolling Malevolent Qi.

"Tian Yuan!"

Amidst the heaven-shaking roar of anger, Tian Yuan did not move.

Instead, a white light flashed in the air, and a stone man completely shrouded in white light appeared, blocking the way in front of Tian Yuan.

Boom! Gonggong's figure retreated repeatedly, and the suddenly appeared stone man also retreated a hundred zhang away.

Gonggong was shocked in his heart; how did another powerful stone man pop out? However, his first reaction was to look at his surroundings.

The strange environment and the incredibly familiar fluctuations in the air made Gonggong stop in mid-air.

He instinctively looked up at the mountain peak, and immediately, a strong, bright light burst forth from his eyes.

"Aura! It's the aura of Father God's heart!" On the towering sacred mountain before him, Gonggong felt the fluctuations of Father God's heart.

Gonggong knew clearly in his heart that he had been brought by Tian Yuan to the space the Ancestral Witches had been desperately trying to find.

Beyond the anger, a touch of excitement rose in Gonggong's heart.

He was an Ancestral Witch, Pangu Orthodox; coming to this space, he would surely be able to take control of Father God's will.

Everything the Ancestral Witches had lost would return to the hands of the Wu Clan, and it would be he who retrieved it.

Being knocked out by Tian Yuan was entirely due to the other party's sneak attack; Gonggong did not believe Tian Yuan was stronger than him.

Taking a deep breath, Gonggong looked at Tian Yuan not far away with a dark face.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Tian Yuan casually toss out two figures; they were his beloved pets, the black dragons.

With their heads drooping and foam coming from their mouths, the miserable state of the black dragons made Gonggong furious.

Although his beloved pets often drank his blood and had extraordinary physical bodies, they could not compare to an Ancestral Witch.

But when he looked up, Tian Yuan's figure was nowhere to be seen.

(End of chapter)