Chapter 96: What is Brother Daoist Tian Yuan trying to do?

The flames of war grew increasingly intense, and Tian Yuan estimated he had taken away hundreds of millions of living beings.

Fortunately, as the battle progressed, the figures of the Witch and Demon Clans were constantly scattering, so it was hard to notice if one didn't look closely.

However, Tian Yuan knew very well in his heart that perhaps it wouldn't be long before he was discovered by the Ancestral Witches and the Demon Emperor.

If it weren't for the fact that he was merely capturing members of the two clans, he feared he would have been discovered by everyone long ago.

The battle between the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witches had also entered a white-hot stage.

Di Jun had Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasures like the River Chart and the Luo Book to protect his body, and Taiyi was even in command of the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell. Coupled with the fact that both were surrounded by imperial aura, they were on par with the Ancestral Witches under the rolling Great Sun Golden Flame.

But the two women, Changxi and Xihe, were somewhat exhausted under the attacks of Qiangliang and had to repeatedly call out to Di Jun for help.

Seeing the predicament of his two companions, Di Jun was not only worried but also extremely furious.

Nuwa had not come along; although Di Jun was displeased, he did not hold it against her for the sake of Fuxi, as Houtu had not appeared either.

The original plan was for Demon Master Kunpeng to fight two Ancestral Witches alone, but he did not expect this fellow to slack off so severely, and now he was nowhere to be found.

Although his second brother had forcefully brought him into the Demon Court back then, he, as the Demon Emperor, had treated him with grand hospitality during this time, and neither face nor spiritual objects had been lacking.

Within the entire Heavenly Court, the position of Demon Master was second only to the Demon Emperor.

He did not expect Demon Master Kunpeng to be so lazy and unwilling to exert effort.

The Innate Bagua rose upon the River Chart and the Luo Book that protected his body, and they quickly moved to cover Changxi and Xihe.

The River Chart and the Luo Book were no ordinary spiritual treasures; it was by relying on this item that he could fight three opponents at once.

Yet the physical bodies of the Ancestral Witches were truly too terrifying, and even the Great Sun Golden Flame could not burn them to ashes.

Protected by the River Chart and the Luo Book, Changxi and Xihe both let out a heavy sigh of relief, but Di Jun's face remained grave.

The defense of the River Chart and the Luo Book could not withstand the continuous attacks of four Ancestral Witches.

Changxi and the other woman also knew Di Jun's situation and immediately poured their rolling magic power into this Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Taiyi, who was locked in a fierce battle with Dijiang and the others, also knew his eldest brother's situation; with an angry snort, a loud bell toll was heard echoing through the air.

The five Ancestral Witches surrounding him were all shaken, and then golden flames swept down from the sky, intending to escape toward Di Jun.

Amidst roars of fury, Dijiang, Xuanming, and the others broke out of the burning void and blocked Taiyi's path.

Each of their physical bodies was scorched bright red, yet they still surged forward with a violent aura.

They vented all the anger they had accumulated toward Tian Yuan over these years onto Taiyi.

It was only that the Chaos Bell hanging above the opponent's head was too monstrous; even the combined efforts of several Ancestral Witches could not break it.

Looking at the frenzied figures all around, Taiyi felt secret anger in his heart.

If not for the fact that the supreme treasure had not been completely refined, how could these brutes of Ancestral Witches be so rampant?

An Innate Supreme Treasure is extraordinary; if the Chaos Bell were not his companion object, let alone unleashing it, even refining it would have been impossible.

So many Great Eras after taking human form, he still could not easily strike with the Chaos Bell.

He could not use his full magic power many times, and could only instinctively let it hang above his head for protection.

If he could strike three times in succession, he could kill an Ancestral Witch, but alas, he could only be surrounded by Dijiang and the others for now.

The many Innate Sacreds watching from all around also noticed the scene in the arena.

"If this drags on, I fear Di Jun will not be a match!" Pan Wang said softly while looking at the scene in the distance.

Although he said this, he still could not hide the shock deep in his eyes.

Dong Wanggong and the others beside him did not speak, but they wore the same expression on their faces.

Whether it was that Taiyi or the Demon Emperor Di Jun before them, both far exceeded their imaginations.

If it were them, they could at most handle one or two Ancestral Witches.

"I wonder what Kunpeng is thinking; otherwise, the Witch Clan would find it hard to resist the holy might of the Demon Court." Dong Wanggong whispered softly, his gaze involuntarily sweeping toward the distance.

The number of the Witch Clan was far fewer than the Demon Court; if the few Ancestral Witches dragged the time out long enough, he feared more than half of their clansmen would be lost.

Hmm? Dong Wanggong's gaze swept past, his eyes filled with doubt.

Demon clansmen were constantly joining the fray on the Primordial land; why did he feel the battle was not as tragic as when it first began, and the smell of blood permeating the world was also somewhat wrong?

Doubting in his heart, he looked closely at the distance for a moment, and his eyes immediately narrowed slightly.

A figure flashed and vanished in the void of the horizon, where several Great Luo Golden Immortals were fighting.

But once the Blood Fiend Qi faded, there was no sign of the Witch Clan, nor were those few Demon clansmen to be seen, and not a single corpse fell.

Whether it was the Great Luo Golden Immortals of the Witch Clan or the Great Luo Golden Immortals of the Demon Court, they had all disappeared.

"Strange! Strange!" Dong Wanggong muttered and hurriedly flew toward that direction.

"Brother Daoist?"

Pan Wang, who was waiting on the side, could not help but look puzzled.

After watching Dong Wanggong hurry away, Pan Wang hesitated for a moment before following him.

Di Jun and the others in the midst of battle had not yet noticed, but many of the Innate Sacreds watching from the sidelines had noticed the strangeness of the battle circle.

At first, their eyes were entirely on the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witches, but now that they looked a little closer, they could naturally discover the anomaly.

In another direction, Hongyun looked into the distance and whispered, "Zhenyuanzi, was that Brother Daoist Tian Yuan just now?"

For Di Jun's Heavenly Marriage, they were both among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace and had naturally received invitations. They had originally thought they would meet Tian Yuan at the Demon Court, but they did not expect him not to come.

Who would have thought that in the battle between the Witch and Demon Clans, Tian Yuan would appear on the battlefield; the scene just now seemed to be capturing members of the Witch and Demon Clans. Hongyun could understand the targeting of the Witch Clan, as they had been chased and killed by Gonggong and Zhurong at Mount Buzhou earlier, and he knew Tian Yuan had a grudge against the Witch Clan.

Already having a rift with the Witch Clan, and now suffering at the hands of the Demon Court, Hongyun found it hard to understand Tian Yuan's actions.

Zhenyuanzi nodded; he had discovered Tian Yuan's figure even before Hongyun.

Of course, it was not by seeing Tian Yuan, but rather the aura of the Earth Ancestral Source that allowed him to discover the other party.

Zhenyuanzi was likewise unable to understand Tian Yuan's actions.

The two looked at each other and said nothing; they had a good relationship with Tian Yuan, and they did not want to rashly insert themselves into the battle between the Witch and Demon Clans, so they would just sit and watch from the sidelines.

At this moment, Fuxi, who was in the battle circle, also felt that things were very strange.

Apart from his younger sister Nuwa, it seemed others were also causing chaos. After pondering for a long time, Fuxi still sent a voice transmission to the two Demon Emperors.

His Cultivation Method was quite peculiar, yet he could only hold off Zhurong alone.

Although it concerned his younger sister, since it involved the major affairs of the Demon Court, Fuxi dared not take it lightly.

"Hmm?" Di Jun's expression froze, and he immediately looked toward the dense crowd of figures in the distance.

After taking a careful look, Di Jun immediately discovered something strange; he could not sense the aura of the Demon Saint Chitie.

Within the Demon Court, those below the Demon Emperors were Demon Saints, and among those many Demon Saints, besides Baize, the one he favored most was Chitie.

The other party was not only a rare species of the Primordial world but was also born in the Primordial Starry Sky, a Great Demon native to the Demon Court.

He had left Baize to guard their home, while Chitie had come along, yet now the other party was nowhere to be seen.

Before Di Jun could act, a resonant "Clang!" rang out from the firmament, and suddenly a visible ripple was seen sweeping toward the battlefield.

"Not good!" Tian Yuan, who was busy gathering people everywhere, had his expression change instantly.

With the bell toll echoing in his ears, he tumbled out of the void. The yellow clouds all around faded, transforming into a ray of rosy light that submerged into his chest.

The figures of Huluwa and Nuwa also appeared in the southeast, exceptionally conspicuous.

Under the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell, they were all revealed, with nowhere to hide.

Facing this scene, although Tian Yuan felt regret in his heart, he did not pay it much mind; after all, this had long been within his expectations.

With a soft shout, the surging yellow clouds were seen churning, accompanied by the flickering of dense Innate Wutu Divine Thunder.

The figures along the path all froze in mid-air, then vanished beneath the swirling yellow dust.

In the east, Huluwa flicked his right hand, and the Treasure Gourd in his palm grew in the wind, floating above the firmament.

Countless members of the Witch and Demon Clans who were fighting all flew toward the mouth of the gourd in panic and roaring; no matter how they struggled, they disappeared into it one by one.

Nuwa was only slightly stunned, and a milky-white halo rippled out from her body, sweeping away the Witch and Demon Clans nearby.

Watching those figures disappear one by one, Di Jun's expression turned gloomy, especially when he saw Nuwa; his face looked even worse.

It was one thing for her not to assist the Demon Court, but she was actually mingling with the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain.

Although he did not know what Tian Yuan and the others were doing, it undoubtedly filled Di Jun's heart with endless rage.

The appearance of the three not only stunned Di Jun and the others, but the several Ancestral Witches on the field were also taken aback, followed by numerous roars that exploded.

"Tian Yuan!!!!"

Each of the Ancestral Witches revealed a fierce gaze, their faces filled with murderous intent as they pulled back and flew away.

Di Jun did not know why Tian Yuan was capturing so many living beings, but the Ancestral Witches knew very well.

Immediately, they all abandoned Di Jun and Taiyi, fleeing toward Tian Yuan.

Di Jun, who was already at a disadvantage, naturally would not be foolish enough to chase the Ancestral Witches at this moment, and instead swept toward the nearest Huluwa.

He recognized that Treasure Gourd in the air; it was that Supreme Innate Spiritual Root from Mount Buzhou.

The Gourd Vine had truly taken human form and was even at odds with their Demon Court.

Having heard earlier that Tian Yuan was capturing the Wu Clan all over the Primordial land, Di Jun had been very happy, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, the other party would not even spare their Demon Race.

Di Jun was very puzzled; they had no grudges with Tian Yuan.

Previously, when Tian Yuan snatched his second brother's opportunity, they had said nothing, and afterward, they had even encouraged Fuxi to befriend the other party.

As for the Heavenly Marriage, the Demon Emperor Fuxi had personally delivered the invitation; it was one thing that Tian Yuan did not come, but now he was deliberately acting against the Demon Court.

Di Jun was angry, extremely angry; this was a provocation against their Demon Court.

"Clang!"

Above the firmament, another heaven-shaking bell toll echoed.

The Treasure Gourd, which was frantically gathering people in the air, shook slightly and transformed into a ray of rosy light, falling into Huluwa's palm.

The Nine Heavens Breathing Soil that Tian Yuan had unleashed also trembled, quickly fleeing into his chest, never daring to come out again.

"The suppression of an Innate Supreme Treasure is truly too perverted!" Tian Yuan cursed in his heart, yet he was helpless.

Without any extra movements, he turned and fled toward Mount Buzhou, not forgetting to gather up the guys he encountered along the way.

Huluwa, having received Tian Yuan's voice transmission, did not hesitate in the slightest and dove straight toward Mount Buzhou.

Only Nuwa in the air glanced at Fuxi in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and still followed in Tian Yuan's footsteps.

The Witch and Demon Clans, who had been fighting crazily in the air, also sobered up under the toll of Taiyi's bell.

The Demon Race quickly gathered toward the Starry Sky, while the Wu Clan all descended toward the Primordial land.

(End of this chapter)