Chapter 37: The First Battle of the Wu Clan Ended! The Ending Was Already Predetermined

At this moment, something strange happened.

A figure appeared silently in front of the six people. The not-so-tall body was suspended in the air, facing the fist that destroyed everything.

Hongjun looked at the 'Pangu' in front of him, and a rare solemn look appeared in his eyes. He raised his right hand and blocked it.

The small palm immediately blocked in front of 'Pangu'.

Boom!

The sound was so loud!

Everyone present was stunned at the moment when the fists collided, even those who were observing here with magical powers or other spells were no exception.

It felt that the sky and the earth lost their color, and the whole world was left with only a blank.

When they woke up again, the figure of 'Pangu' had disappeared, and was replaced by twelve pale-faced ancestor witches lying on the ground.

At this time, Dijiang and other ancestor witches were pale, but they all looked at Hongjun in front of them with anger.

Seeing that victory was just around the corner, they were about to wipe out the demon clan, but they were destroyed for no reason by Hongjun in front of them.

If they had not experienced the horror of Hongjun, the Heavenly Saint, when they transformed into Pangu just now.

The twelve witch ancestors would have pounced on him and torn him to pieces.

At this time, Nuwa and others, who were still in shock, were overjoyed. They didn't care about the emotions that had been calmed down from the moment of life and death, and hurried forward.

"Hello, Master!"

"Hello, Teacher!"

Nuwa called him Master, while the others called him Teacher. After all, only Nuwa was Hongjun's direct disciple.

The others were only master and apprentice in reality, but not in name.

Hongjun glanced at everyone expressionlessly, ignoring the angry glares of the twelve witch ancestors.

"The witch clan provoked disputes for no reason, slaughtered thousands of years in the prehistoric world, and caused countless murders. However, considering that the witch and demon clans were originally hostile, the witch clan was only ordered to be closed for a million years and not to step out of the Buzhou Divine Mountain."

"We..."

The twelve witch ancestors below obviously wanted to say something.

But Hongjun just flicked his sleeves, and the twelve witch ancestors, not... all the witches in the entire prehistoric world, were thrown into the Buzhou Mountains at this moment.

And around the huge Buzhou Mountain, a barrier slowly rose, isolating the witches.

After that, without paying attention to the worship of the demon quasi-saints, Hongjun suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight just as he appeared.

The shadow of Pangu disappeared, the twelve witch ancestors were sent away, and Hongjun Daozu also left quietly.

But... the shock caused by everything that happened today in the hearts of the prehistoric great powers could not be dissipated for a long time.

First, in the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun divided the sainthood, and then returned to the prehistoric world, and found that the witch clan almost slaughtered the entire prehistoric demon clan.

Then the demon quasi-saints killed two corpses one after another, and then the mysterious formation of the witch clan, even summoned the 'Pangu God'.

Finally, even the saint of the heavenly way, Hongjun Daozu, appeared.

Witnessed the power of 'Pangu'! Witness the might of the saint!

The shock in the hearts of the great powers of the prehistoric world cannot be described in words.

…

In the East China Sea, Ao Changsheng naturally watched the entire battle of the ‘first battle between witches and demons.’

To be honest, even Ao Changsheng was shocked by the cruelty of the witch clan. For 3,900 years, hundreds of millions of witch clans killed the demon clan together.

The number of their fallen lives is more than hundreds of millions.

There are more than tens of millions of prehistoric races that perished this time alone. After all, not every race that joined the demon clan has a Daluo Jinxian who can go to Zixiao Palace and preserve the last fire.

And many races don’t even have a few Jinxians, and they join the demon clan just to seek protection for their clan, but the result is...

“Witch clan, you made a stupid move!”

Ao Changsheng sighed slightly. With his eyesight, he could naturally see how strong the luck of the witch clan was at this time.

Slaughtering hundreds of millions of races, this is not only to cause endless killings, or harvest countless blood food for the witch clan.

More importantly, it plundered the endless luck that originally belonged to these races. Perhaps the luck of a single race is insignificant compared to the witch clan.

But... Adding together hundreds of millions of races, the luck harvested by the witch clan this time is terrifying, making its already extremely powerful race luck soar directly to the highest level in the prehistoric world.

But...

Ao Changsheng seemed to be able to see that on the vast prehistoric world, the scattered and weak luck was growing rapidly.

Moreover, like moths to a flame, they rushed into the weak luck fire of the demon clan, and made the fire of the demon clan burn more and more vigorously.

The demon clan... Strictly speaking, there is no demon clan in the prehistoric world. The demon clan is not a race, but a force.

A force is a large force that all races can theoretically join to hold each other together and warm each other.

And the race that holds each other together and resists is the witch clan!

Perhaps, it would take quite some time for the demon race to grow stronger.

It would also take Di Jun and Tai Yi’s constant battles and adjustments to gradually subdue the myriad tribes in the confrontation with the witch race.

Become the demon race that can fight against the witch race!

But now...

The witch race slaughtered almost all the obstacles to the demon race’s growth.

But the real foundation of the demon race, the six demon quasi-saints and hundreds of demon gods, were not damaged much.

For the demon race, those monsters who were not even at the Daluo level were the foundation of the demon race, but they were not the pillars of the demon race.

The real pillars of the demon clan are Emperor Jun, Tai Yi, those quasi-sages, and those great Luo demon gods.

As long as these quasi-sages and Daluo do not die, the demon clan below will multiply rapidly in millions or tens of millions of years.

Next, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were able to unite most of the races in the prehistoric era with absolutely no effort.

It has the luxurious environment of the thirty-sixth level of heaven and the support of the endless spiritual energy of the prehistoric starry sky.

The millions of years that the Wu Clan was imprisoned were definitely the best period for the development of the Monster Clan.

It doesn't even take a million years for the demon clan to completely recover from the losses suffered in these thousands of years and become even more powerful.

"Witch Clan! This time you have given the opportunity for the Demon Clan to become powerful in front of Di Jun and Taiyi!" Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly and sighed.

However, he had no intention of reminding the Wu Clan. He and the Wu Clan only had a transactional relationship.

Although this transaction was a bit passive.

But for no reason, there was no affection between him and the Witch Clan. It was even said that because of this killing that the Monster Clan disliked, Ao Changsheng even had a hatred for the Witch Clan in his heart.

Naturally, he would not remind the demon clan at this time.

However, Ao Changsheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he thought of 'Pangu' and Hongjun just now.

Compared to the immature calculations of the Wu clan, the old Yinbi of Hongjun is more powerful.

Just like this time the Wu clan massacred Honghuang, would Hongjun, who was preaching in Zixiao Palace, know? How is it possible.

Hongjun was not him. He would not hear anything outside the window when he was in seclusion. He was holding a jade plate of creation. He was also a saint of heaven.

How could the world that happened in the wilderness be hidden from his eyes and ears?

Even thinking in the dark, Ao Changsheng even doubted the reason why Di Jun and Tai Yi had not discovered the situation of the demon clan in the past few years.

Maybe it’s Hongjun’s handiwork!

As for the purpose.

Ao Changsheng thought of the state of Di Jun, Taiyi, and Nuwa before, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Hongjun Dao has a friendly plan!"

Ao Changsheng sighed in his heart.

Regarding the Lich's war this time, Ao Changsheng was sure that although Hongjun did not take the initiative, he definitely contributed to it.

Not only to help the demon clan grow in advance to fight against the witch clan, but also to plot against the two demon kings, Di Jun and Tai Yi.

The calculating mentality of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi made them obsessed and made them unable to advance in their cultivation.

After experiencing this incident, Ao Changsheng was sure that the Wu Clan had definitely become the obsession of Di Jun and Tai Yi.

And according to Ao Changsheng's research on the method of killing three corpses, if the obsession is not gone, there is absolutely no possibility of killing one's own corpse.

As long as the Wu clan is immortal, the obsession of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi cannot be eliminated.

As for where did Ao Changsheng get the method of killing three corpses?

Since this inheritance has been spread since ancient times, it is no longer a secret.

At least, with Ao Changsheng's strength, this was no secret at all. He easily got a copy of the secret method of killing three corpses and started studying it.

However, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were unable to cut off their own corpses, which completely eliminated the possibility of their escape from the Lich Tribulation.

As for whether the restrictions on Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would give the Wu Clan a chance.

It's not that Ao Changsheng looks down on the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the key is that the Twelve Ancestral Witches' method of breaking through to the quasi-sage is not an exquisite and quick way like Hongjun's method of killing three corpses.

Continuously integrating the Dao into the body and transforming the physique to improve the fit with the Dao is destined to be an extremely long process.

Moreover, due to the physical constitution of the Witch Clan, most of the innate spiritual roots, heavenly materials and earthly treasures have no effect on the Witch Clan.

A calamity of time is not enough to make the cultivation of the twelve ancestral witches beyond Hongjun's control.

Ao Changsheng couldn't help but shake his head.

In terms of calculation, even if the two Lich clans are combined, they are probably not as good as Hongjun, let alone in terms of strength. There is no comparison at all.

so...

From now on, the decline of the two Lich clans has been clearly arranged by Hongjun.