Chapter 10: The Wu and Demon clash head-on, Pan Huang

In fact, they all knew that it would probably be the Demon Race that would enter in the end. After all, among all the clans in the Primordial World, only the Wu Clan and the Demon Race were the strongest. The Wu Clan didn't fight, so only the Demon Race was left.

"Actually, I hope the Demon Race enters. In that way, we don't have to go out to hunt," Shebishi said at this time.

"Just do as Ninth Brother said. Everyone go back and prepare for battle now. At that time, we must not weaken our momentum. Also, if the Demon Race doesn't have the ability to take down that place, even if it is empty, we cannot let others enter," Dijiang said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

With the appearance of that space on Mount Buzhou, the atmosphere of the entire Primordial World began to become subtle. Some people who were confident in their own tribes had already begun to gather people to head to Mount Buzhou. They also wanted to fight for this place. What if they succeeded?

After the Demon Race and the Wu Clan got this news, a look of disdain appeared on their faces.

Thirty years later, the Bone Clan of the Primordial World arrived at the foot of Mount Buzhou first. But what they faced were thousands of Wu Clan members. In just one incense stick of time, the Bone Clan was wiped out. This made the forces paying attention to Mount Buzhou very surprised. They all knew that the Wu Clan was transformed from the essence blood of the Great God Pangu, did not practice primordial spirits, and only practiced laws and physical bodies, but they didn't expect the Wu Clan to be so strong.

Tang Valley.

"Let's go, it's time for us to let the Wu Clan and all the clans in the Primordial World know the strength of our Demon Race." In front of Tang Valley, Di Jun waved his hand, and the dense Demon Race army began to move, aiming at Mount Buzhou.

In the Sea of Blood, after Pan Huang saw the birth of the Demon Court, his face changed drastically, and then he left the Sea of Blood without looking back, heading straight for Mount Buzhou.

I don't know how long he flew, Pan Huang finally entered the range of Mount Buzhou, but as soon as he entered the range of Mount Buzhou, he was stopped by several Demon Race members.

"The Demon Race is doing business, idlers avoid, otherwise don't blame us for being impolite." Those few Demon Race members said coldly after seeing Pan Huang.

"Is this the Demon Race?" Looking at the four little demons in front of him who hadn't fully transformed, Pan Huang smiled.

"Kill them!" Pan Huang said, and then he disappeared directly in place. When he appeared again, he came directly to the Demon Race member who had just spoken and pinched his neck.

Si Teng and the others heard Pan Huang's words and rushed out immediately. When rushing out, a whip with a green handle and a golden body appeared in Si Teng's hand. I saw Si Teng wrap around the neck of the Demon Race member in front of her with one whip. Almost in an instant, this Demon Race member received a box lunch.

Zhong Ling was the same. I saw her wave her hand, and a golden bell shadow appeared above the head of the Demon Race member in front of her. It was also an instant thing, and this Demon Race member was shaken into blood mist by the golden bell.

Leng Yue here, she was holding a Miao saber in her hand. The Miao saber was dripping with blood at this time, and there was a thin blood mark on the center of the eyebrows of the Demon Race member in front of her. Obviously, this Demon Race member was already dead.

Look at Pan Huang here.

"A small Golden Immortal, actually dares to stop this Ancestral Witch? Who gave you the courage?" Pan Huang looked at the Demon Race member in his hand coldly.

After the Demon Race member heard Pan Huang's words, his pupils shrank into pinholes. Ancestral Witch, the guy who looked weak in front of him was actually an Ancestral Witch, and he had actually insulted the Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan.

He just thought of this, the next second, gray mist appeared on Pan Huang's hand. This mist wrapped the Demon Race member in front of him in an instant. After a few breaths, the Demon Race member in front of him disappeared, and there was an extra blood-red bead in Pan Huang's hand.

"Zhong Ling, it's yours." Pan Huang threw the blood bead in his hand to a loli girl with a childish face and huge breasts.

"Thank you, Young Master." Zhong Ling smiled with her eyes narrowed, and then swallowed the blood bead in one bite.

Looking at the Demon Race member who had become a corpse, Pan Huang raised his hand, and the gray mist wrapped the two corpses in front of him. Soon, two blood beads appeared in Pan Huang's hand.

"Leng Yue, this is for you, the rest is for Zhong Ling, Si Teng, you have a special mission, so this blood bead will not be given to you," Pan Huang said to Si Teng.

"Okay, Young Master." Si Teng nodded gently.

When Pan Huang arrived at the foot of Mount Buzhou, Di Jun, Tai Yi, Nüwa, Fuxi, and Kunpeng and the Ten Great Demon Sages were confronting the twelve Ancestral Witches. There were corpses everywhere, some of the Wu Clan and some of the Demon Race. Obviously, a fierce battle had just taken place here.

"Yo! It's lively, aren't these the two mixed-feathered birds on the Sun Star? Why? Bullying us with more people?" Pan Huang's mocking voice rang out.

"Thirteenth Brother! Why are you back?" Houtu said in surprise after seeing Pan Huang.

"Presumptuous!" Pan Huang just wanted to speak, but Demon Sage Guiche roared.

"You are that waste Ancestral Witch? Actually dare to insult my Demon Race Eastern Emperor, die for me." Guiche said with disdain, and then rushed over directly.

"You dare!" Zhurong and Shebishi roared in unison, but they were quickly blocked by other Demon Sages.

Other Ancestral Witches wanted to come over to save Pan Huang, but they were also blocked by the Demon Race. Guiche, seeing this, showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face. He was extremely excited now. Pan Huang was an Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan no matter how bad he was.

If he could kill the Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan, then his name would definitely spread throughout the entire Primordial World, and he would be able to get quite a few benefits in the Demon Race by then.

However, he underestimated Pan Huang's combat power. Pan Huang was low-key, but he was not a real waste. He had the physique that the Ancestral Witches had, he had the laws that the Ancestral Witches had, and he had the combat instinct that the Ancestral Witches had.

Therefore, after Guiche and Pan Huang fought, he was instantly stunned.

"I'm just low-key, not really a vegetable, idiot!" Pan Huang sneered, and kicked Guiche in the abdomen. This kick sent Guiche flying backward directly.

Immediately after, Pan Huang disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he had already arrived behind Guiche. Guiche's figure hadn't stopped yet, and he was kicked flying by Pan Huang again.

Then Pan Huang disappeared in place again. After Guiche was kicked flying for the second time, a very strong magic power fluctuation erupted from his body, and then he forcibly stopped his figure in the air.

"Futile!" Just after stabilizing his figure, Pan Huang's voice appeared in Guiche's ear.

The next second, a severe pain struck, and Guiche's head was directly picked off by Pan Huang. There was a layer of faint gray energy on the neck of the picked-off head, preventing the wound from healing. There was no way, Guiche could only transform into his true form.

Guiche's true form is one of the five insects of the Primordial World, also known as the Nine-Headed Insect. It looks like a duck, is red all over, has nine heads, and is extremely ugly.

After transforming into his true form, everyone found that one of the heads on the far right of Guiche had disappeared, and it was being held in Pan Huang's hand at this time.

"Is this Thirteenth Brother?" Shebishi asked somewhat uncertainly.

When Pan Huang kicked Guiche flying for the first time, the Ancestral Witches and the Demon Race stopped fighting. Mainly because both sides didn't react.

In the eyes of the Demon Race, Guiche should have been beating Pan Huang, and then Pan Huang begged for mercy, but no one could support him. Finally, the thirteenth Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan was killed by Demon Sage Guiche, greatly raising the prestige of the Demon Race.

In the eyes of the Ancestral Witches and the Wu Clan, it was actually similar to the Demon Race. Pan Huang was no match for Guiche, and then asked them for help. They broke through the encirclement to save Pan Huang, and then fought to the death, retreating to the Pangu Hall, letting the Demon Race enter the Heavenly Court.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 11 =====