Chapter 79: The Great Masterstroke of the Twelve Ancestral Witches

Lu Yun looked up in the direction the sound came from, only to discover that it was indeed the eleven Ancestral Witches who had left earlier, now flying over at high speed from eleven different directions in the distance.

Behind them, a massive crowd of the Wu Clan was also seen sprinting in close pursuit, kicking up rolling clouds of dust that soared straight into the heavens!

From afar, Zhurong laughed heartily: "Kid Lu Yun, we aren't late, are we!"

Lu Yun looked toward Zhurong and was stunned to find that Zhurong was currently employing Dharma Heaven and Earth, appearing like a mountain a thousand feet tall.

What was even more eye-catching was that he was carrying a giant pot on his back! Even with Zhurong in his Dharma Heaven and Earth state, that giant pot still looked exceptionally massive; one could only imagine what a terrifying scale it was!

So much so that when Lu Yun saw it, he was dumbfounded for a moment.

He looked at Houtu in a daze and asked: "This... what is going on? Could it be that they left earlier just to go forge this big pot?"

Houtu chuckled and said: "Not exactly, my sister and the other brothers went to do other things."

Hearing this, Lu Yun looked toward the other directions and was stunned to discover that the other Ancestral Witches were also carrying various things; it was just that because they were too far away and blocked by the dust, Lu Yun hadn't noticed at first.

After just one glance, Lu Yun felt his scalp tingle.

Because the things they were carrying from their respective locations were actually strange beasts of enormous size and diverse appearances!

Combined with the giant pot Zhurong brought, how could Lu Yun not know what they had been doing? They had clearly gone hunting, preparing for a big feast!

Just at this moment, suddenly—

"Boom!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Lu Yun caught a glimpse of Baize, who had been sitting calmly and looking like he was ready to watch a show, suddenly stand up, his face filled with anger.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure spread out from Baize, giving the surrounding Human Race a great fright.

Fortunately, the Wu Clan near the Human Race took action one after another, directly helping the surrounding humans block Baize's pressure.

Houtu naturally helped Lu Yun block it as well.

Seeing Baize lose his composure like this, Lu Yun was startled for a moment and said: "Why is he so uncomposed?"

He remembered that Baize was supposed to be one of the few among the Ten Great Demon Sages known for his wisdom!

Houtu chuckled lightly and said: "Because the ones my sister and brothers caught are the descendants of their Ten Great Demon Sages!"

"Ah?"

Lu Yun was somewhat stunned.

Looking closely again, it really was!

The huge prey brought by Dijiang, Xuanming, and the other Ancestral Witches were clearly ten different kinds of strange beasts! Lu Yun had previously thought they were just random catches by Dijiang and the others; who would have thought these ten types of strange beasts were actually the descendants of the Ten Great Demon Sages! No wonder Baize was so uncomposed! And just as Houtu and Lu Yun were talking, Ancestral Witch Dijiang had already arrived first near the Zhushan Tribe.

He threw the strange beast he was holding onto the ground and shook his head with a sigh: "I originally intended to go to the North Sea to catch Kunpeng, but I didn't expect Kunpeng to have just happened to go out and head to the Heavenly Court! Helpless, I could only catch this thing instead!"

Demon Master Kunpeng in the Heavenly Court: "..."

Had he unintentionally escaped a disaster?!

Kunpeng thought carefully; if he hadn't received the message brought by someone from Baize and hadn't come to this Heavenly Court, and had suddenly suffered an attack from Dijiang, he might really have been captured! After all, if it were a one-on-one fight, he truly didn't have the confidence to win against Dijiang.

As for his speed, which he prided himself on?

In front of Dijiang's Space Great Dao Divine Ability, his speed really didn't count for much! If he were truly captured alive by Dijiang, he would have lost all face! The more Kunpeng thought about it, the more he felt secretly fortunate.

But at this moment, the several Demon Sages around him were furious! Because they discovered that important members of their own clans had all been captured!

"Damn the twelve Ancestral Witches!"

"Taking advantage of us watching the Human Race, they actually launched a sneak attack!"

"I'll go kill them!"

Jiuying, Shang Yang, and other Demon Sages roared, ready to rush straight out of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

"Stop!"

Di Jun suddenly shouted coldly, making them all halt their steps at once.

The Demon Sages all looked at Di Jun, and heard Di Jun say: "Even if you rush to that Human Tribe now, can you save them?"

The several Demon Sages were all silent.

Demon Sage Jiuying said angrily: "Are we just going to watch our own clansmen be cooked and eaten by them?"

"Of course not!"

Di Jun said with a gloomy face: "Those twelve Ancestral Witches must have seen that we intended to strike when the Human Race was preaching the Dao, and specifically captured your clansmen to threaten us; they definitely wouldn't dare to actually kill them!"

Hearing this, the Demon Sages present calmed down quite a bit.

Taiyi also followed up: "My brother is right! Therefore, we must not lose our composure! The most urgent task is to stabilize the Zhou Tian Star Formation; if the Wu Clan truly dares to take action, we can launch a powerful counterattack at any time!"

Demon Sage Guiche asked: "But the Sun Star Banner has been lost, and the Lunar Star has not yet been brought under our Heavenly Court's jurisdiction; how can the Zhou Tian Star Formation be deployed?" It turned out that at this time, Di Jun had not yet successfully married the sisters Xihe and Changxi, and the Lunar Star had always remained independent of the Heavenly Court. If the Sun Star could be used as the eye of the formation, although it would not be enough to fully unleash the power of the Zhou Tian Star Formation, it would be barely usable.

But now the Sun Star Banner was lost, and the Lunar Star had not returned to its position; the Zhou Tian Star Formation could hardly even operate, so how could they attack the Wu Clan? Di Jun said in a deep voice: "The Sun Star Banner is lost, then we shall just refine a new one! As for the Lunar Star... I, the Demon Emperor, will head to Wahuang Palace now and ask the Wa Emperor to personally go to the Lunar Star to propose marriage; I don't believe Xihe and Changxi won't agree!"

Taiyi immediately echoed: "Brother's words are very true! Leave the refining of the Sun Star Banner to me; you go to Wahuang Palace!"

The other Demon Sages had no objections now.

Thus, Di Jun immediately set off, employing the Golden Crow Transformation Rainbow Technique, and headed to Wahuang Palace, preparing to seek an audience with Nuwa.

Taiyi immediately departed to return to the Sun Star, preparing to refine a new Sun Star Banner at the fastest speed possible.

And the other Demon Sages and Kunpeng quickly deployed the three hundred and sixty-five main stars to ensure that the Zhou Tian Star Formation could be activated at any time!...

Within the Zhushan Tribe.

The other Ancestral Witches also arrived one after another outside the Zhushan Tribe and threw the strange beasts they had caught into the big pot Zhurong had brought. Guarded by a group of the Wu Clan, it was a scene ready for cooking at any moment!

When Baize saw this scene, his heart was furious to the extreme; he wished he could immediately charge up and rescue all the captured descendants of the Demon Sages.

However, reason told him he could not do so.

Because, relying on himself alone, he could never be a match for the twelve Ancestral Witches! Previously, he had posed as an honored guest of the Human Race, wanting to disgust the twelve Ancestral Witches, making them dare to be angry but not dare to act against him.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the twelve Ancestral Witches would give him such a huge shock!

At this moment, no matter how angry Baize was, he could only restrain his fury.

He actually managed to recover his indifference and then sat back down!

Because he also realized that the twelve Ancestral Witches should not dare to truly harm the clansmen they had captured.

However, for the sake of caution, he still looked at Houtu and said coldly: "Houtu, you had best think clearly about what you are doing! If you truly provoke my Demon Race into action, it will inevitably implicate these members of the Human Race. When that time comes... Hmph! Even if Saint Nuwa has some friendship with you, how could she allow your Wu Clan to drag the Human Race into suffering?"

Houtu merely smiled faintly and said: "That depends on what you of the Demon Race intend to do!"

Hearing this, Baize fell silent, though his heart settled slightly: As expected, the Wu Clan is just using this as a threat to keep us from making a move!

Yet, from this, he also concluded that Lu Yun's preaching this time was indeed a scheme by the Wu Clan! But he still could not figure out why the Wu Clan would insist on doing such a thing, and why they were not afraid of provoking the wrath of the Saints of the Ren Sect?

Could it be that the Wu Clan actually has the confidence to confront the Three Pure Ones simultaneously?! While he was pondering these things in his heart, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches had already dispersed their Dharma Heaven and Earth, their figures shrinking to the same size as the Human Race, and they came directly to the vicinity of the Stone Palace.

Their gazes swept over Baize, all with expressions of contempt, seemingly disdainful of Baize for being so submissive.

Baize simply pretended not to see.

Lu Yun, meanwhile, hurried forward to welcome Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches.

Zhurong said with a chuckle: "Lu Yun, we have prepared top-quality ingredients; once you finish your preaching, you must show us your skills!"

Lu Yun readily agreed: "No problem!"

Thinking back to when he first transmigrated, he had nearly become a meal in the bellies of a few demon beasts.

Now, seeing these top-tier members of the Demon Race being treated this way by the Wu Clan, and even having the opportunity to cook them with his own hands, his mood was naturally quite good.

Afterward, Lu Yun arranged for Dijiang and the others to be seated, and even Houtu walked away from his side to sit with the group of Ancestral Witches.

Lu Yun stood before the gate of the Stone Palace; in front of him was a vast expanse of the Human Race, to his left sat the twelve Ancestral Witches, to his right sat the disciples of the Three Pure Ones and the Demon Saint Baize, and in the distance, many members of the Wu Clan were watching.

Such a grand occasion naturally required a proper commemoration.

Therefore, he decisively opened the Transmigration Chat Group, took a wide-angle group photo, and casually sent it into the Chat Group.

Lu Yun: "Group photo of the preaching ceremony. jpg"

Liu Chongxiao: "Holy shit!"

Xiao Ling'er: "Ah, this..."

Jiang Ye: "Awesome!"

Ling Yan: "666!"

Fang Xu: "A bit interesting!"

Lin Chen: "Is it finally about to start?"

Qiu Wanli: "Hahaha! This is the kind of spectacle we transmigrators should have!"

Lin Yan: "I still want to ask, why is it that we are all newcomers, yet we live so arduously, while you are already about to shake the Great Desolation?"

Yan Lingwei: "@Lin Yan, is there a possibility that the reason you are still alive now is the good luck brought to you by lace?"

Lin Yan: "..."

(End of chapter)