Chapter 11: Guiche is defeated, the Heavenly Court disappears

But the facts were completely different from what both sides thought. Pan Huang was not only fine, he actually beat Guiche up, and even picked off one of Guiche's heads. This record seemed... quite consistent with the identity and strength of an Ancestral Witch.

Mainly because Pan Huang had no tall figure, and no strong muscles. In the Wu Clan, he was like a malnourished little chicken. Plus, he was low-key and didn't walk around in the tribe except for refining artifacts, which caused the Wu Clan's misunderstanding of him.

But after this battle, Pan Huang's reputation in the Wu Clan would soar, and he finally had the majesty belonging to an Ancestral Witch in the Wu Clan.

"Roar—I will kill you, kill you!" Under the stimulation of pain, Guiche gradually lost his reason and roared as he rushed towards Pan Huang.

But Pan Huang was not panicked at all. His hands were filled with gray law fluctuations. You were not my opponent when you were sober, and now that you are berserk, you are even less likely to be my opponent.

When Guiche approached, Pan Huang resisted Guiche's blow, and then pressed a palm on Guiche's body. In an instant, the power of the law permeated, and a large piece of flesh and blood fell off Guiche's body.

"I am an artifact refiner, an artifact refiner who refines everything. Everything in the world, all spirits in the Primordial World, as long as I want, as long as I am willing, can become materials for my artifact refining. You will be no exception." Looking at the flesh and blood in his hand, Pan Huang said with a smile.

After the words fell, that group of flesh and blood of Guiche had already turned into a blood bead. Before this, Pan Huang also refined Guiche's head into a blood bead.

"Zhong Ling, Leng Yue, they are all yours." Pan Huang smiled and threw the blood bead in his hand to Zhong Ling and Leng Yue who were watching the fun on the side.

"Thank you, Young Master, Young Master, come on!" After getting the blood bead, Zhong Ling cheered loudly.

Si Teng and Leng Yue also had excited expressions on their faces. They were seeing Young Master show his strength for the first time, but their personalities made them stop the impulse to shout.

Roar—

Answering Pan Huang was a roar. Pan Huang shrugged when he saw this, and then disappeared in place. Guiche instinctively felt danger, stopped his forward figure, and was still retreating rapidly.

However, because his true form was too huge, his actions were a bit slow. Pan Huang seized this flaw and came to the second head on the right of Guiche again. The power of the Divine Forging Law in his hand gathered into a knife and cut off the second head.

After the second head was cut off, Guiche, who had lost his reason, regained his sanity. At this time, his eyes were full of fear when looking at Pan Huang.

"Enough!" Just when Pan Huang wanted to continue attacking, Tai Yi spoke, but Pan Huang ignored him and still rushed towards Guiche on his own.

Dong—

A bell rang, Pan Huang's figure was forced to stop, and at the same time, a powerful force acted on Pan Huang, wanting to knock him flying.

However, Pan Huang was not knocked flying by this force, but he was not feeling well either. The law power in his body appeared a bit chaotic.

"Fortunately, I refined the true form fragment into the bloodline at the beginning, otherwise this blow would probably have summoned the true form fragment. If Hongjun discovered it, I would probably be finished. It seems that the plan to temper the physical body must be raised to the schedule. Chaos Bell? Hmph, I have reserved it. I don't believe it, I, an axe spirit of the Pangu Axe, can't subdue the supreme treasure transformed from my true form." Pan Huang looked at the Chaos Bell in Tai Yi's hand and said in his heart.

Just when Pan Huang said this, the Chaos Bell in Tai Yi's hand seemed to feel something and actually trembled slightly. This scared Tai Yi to death, and he quickly put the Chaos Bell away. He actually hadn't fully refined the Chaos Bell yet, he had only initially refined the Chaos Bell, so he was so nervous just now.

"Look!" Just when it was nervous, Fuxi's voice suddenly rang out. Everyone looked up and saw that the space on the top of Mount Buzhou was slowly disappearing, and the shadow in the air was actually slowly fading.

"No!" Di Jun saw this and shouted, and was about to rush over. Neither the twelve Ancestral Witches nor Pan Huang stopped Di Jun.

Bang—

Just when Di Jun was about to rush into that space, he was bounced away by a huge force and fell directly into the Primordial land, smashing a huge deep pit into the ground.

"What is the situation?" Pan Huang saw this and didn't react for a while. Isn't this Heavenly Court prepared for the Demon Race? But this doesn't make sense!

The Demon Race and the Wu Clan were also a bit confused at this moment. What is going on?

"It seems that this space has not reached the time to be born. At this time, it is just a sign of birth. We are a bit too impatient." Nüwa said at this time.

Afterward, she ordered a retreat. Tai Yi, seeing this, couldn't say anything. After all, their purpose of coming to Mount Buzhou was for that space. Now that the space had disappeared, they naturally wouldn't stay here for long.

"Pan Huang, Ancestral Witch ranked thirteenth, specializes in a law mainly based on refining and decomposition. This Emperor remembers you." Before leaving, Tai Yi looked at Pan Huang coldly.

"Is that so? It is my honor to be remembered by the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi of the Demon Race. Of course, I will also remember you. After all, you are a living being born on the Sun Star, the meat should be very delicious." Pan Huang grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Hmph!" Tai Yi snorted coldly, and then left without looking back.

In fact, Tai Yi without the Chaos Bell was just like that, but he didn't dare to use the Chaos Bell much now. The movement of the Chaos Bell just now made him a bit worried, so this bad breath could only be swallowed first.

After the Demon Race retreated, those clans who were watching in the dark also quietly retreated, and Mount Buzhou returned to calm again.

"Come here, transport the corpses of my Wu Clan's children back to the Pangu Hall." Pan Huang said loudly at this time.

"Yes!" The surviving Wu Clan children shouted loudly.

"By the way, gather these Demon Race corpses together. Today, this Ancestral Witch will give our Wu Clan children a big gift." Pan Huang was in a good mood now and said to a group of Wu Clan children.

He was in a good mood because he had just experienced a hearty battle. No matter what the other side was like, he was comfortable anyway.

When the strength of the Wu Clan children was all concentrated in the Pangu Hall, Pan Huang waved his hand, and the gray energy produced by the Divine Forging Law covered the corpses of all the Wu Clan children. In about an incense stick of time, the corpses disappeared, but a blood bead the size of a water tank appeared in Pan Huang's hand.

After he condensed this blood bead, he threw it directly into the blood pool. The blood pool instantly surged, and before long, countless blood cocoons appeared in the blood pool.

"This is?" Jumang was surprised to see this scene.

"Returning to the origin, just a small means of artifact refining, it is just right to use it here." Pan Huang said indifferently.

But this made the group of Ancestral Witches' eyes shine. Does this hand of Thirteenth Brother mean that our Wu Clan has an immortal body? Anyway, they can be resurrected from the blood pool after death.

"Don't look at me with such eyes. This is a rebirth, not a resurrection. The Wu Clan children after birth are not the previous one, but a new individual. Also, this does not mean that there will be no consumption of the blood pool's energy, it is just that the consumption is relatively small." Pan Huang was afraid that the Ancestral Witches would misunderstand, so he quickly explained.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 12 =====