The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 139 - 85 Witch Demon Battle Begins (End)

Far in the Western Great Leiyin Temple, Zhunti, upon hearing these words, was instantly furious! He crazily roared: "Ants, ants! An ant who does not respect heaven nor earth, dares to insult me, a grand Saint! I am utterly infuriated!"

By the side of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the receptionist as well, with trembling long eyebrows, showed a face of anger!

"Swoosh!"

One could see Zhunti casting the Seven Treasures Miao Tree into the void, the Seven Treasures Miao Tree radiating seven-colored brilliance, flashed through the void and disappeared.

"No good!" Li Qingming, through the Heaven and Earth Taoist, saw and heard all of this! With his understanding of Zhunti, he was definitely a person who would retaliate for every grievance! Now that Di Jiang had insulted Zhunti in such a way, causing him to lose face, how could he swallow this humiliation? Perhaps even that repressed receptionist would vent his anger on Di Jiang.

Indeed, just as expected, the clear blue void cracked open, and the Seven Treasures Miao Tree, flashing with seven-colored brilliance, directly struck down towards Di Jiang.

First, Nuwa blocked its attack, and then Zhunti retrieved his Magic Treasure, the furious Di Jiang let out a fierce roar. Instantly transforming into human form, he raised his huge fist and punched towards the Seven Treasures Miao Tree.

"Boom!"

Predictably, Di Jiang was blasted away. The Heaven and Earth Daoist’s eyes were cold, his tightly clenched fist revealing bulging veins!

"Swoosh"

Having struck successfully, the Seven Treasures Miao Tree drew a straight line in the mid-air, soaring up. It struck again towards the retreating, unconscious Di Jiang. This was not just a lesson for Di Jiang; it was clearly aiming for his life!

On the other side, since the Xuan Yuan Control Water Flag from Netherworld River and Laozi’s Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Treasure Tower had respectively sent Nuwa’s red embroidery ball and the Mountain and River Map flying. Both halted mid-air, seemingly waiting for something,

Nuwa, sitting upright in the Nuwa Palace, seeing her two proud Supreme Treasures being struck down by Netherworld River and Laozi, felt her face was lost, and couldn’t help but grow furious! She immediately urged the red embroidery ball to strike again towards the Xuan Yuan Control Water Flag!

The Xuan Yuan Control Water Flag fluttering up and down, resiliently, streaks of blood-red light arrows shot out from the flag, aiming at the red embroidery ball. Suddenly, two red lights intertwined in the sky, ceaselessly battling each other!

The Mountain and River Map, however, shone brightly once more, the scroll shaking as a golden Roc bird shot out!

This Roc, stretching dozens of meters, its golden feathers gleaming like metal sculptures under the blistering sun, its wings beating against the sky, infinite Gang Winds shaking the heavens!

The Roc’s entire body shimmered with golden light, shooting out thousands of golden Sword Qi, crazily slashing towards Laozi’s Linglong Treasure Tower!

The tower, nine and nine feet tall, completely fearless, enveloped in rich Xuanhuang Qi, confronted the Sword Qi and pressed down towards the golden Roc! Golden feathers fluttered from the Roc as it roared across the sky!

"Hmph!"

With the tower pressing down on it, the Roc continued to cry out in agony! Suddenly from the void came a light hum, the struggling Roc, its body engulfed in golden flames, shone bright like a deity!

"Screech!"

With a piercing screech, the Roc transformed into a bolt of lightning, crashing directly into the tower! As the fierce flames burned, above the Roc appeared a blazing True Dragon. The True Dragon’s muscles bulging, its dragon head fierce and terrifying. Its dreadful aura, intimidating the Nine Heavens!

"Rumble!"

The Roc and the True Dragon violently collided with the tower, the violent energy fluctuations overthrowing both Witch and Demon Clans within thousands of meters.

Once the brilliance cleared, the Roc and True Dragon disappeared without a trace, while the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Treasure Tower was more radiant than before!

This clearly illustrates the huge gap between becoming a Saint through Merit and becoming a Saint through Cutting the Three Corpses!

...

Just as Di Jiang was about to be killed under the Seven Treasures Miao Tree!

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Sword Qi shot up to the sky, four Immortal Swords with different colored sword lights trapped the Seven Treasures Miao Tree in a strange formation! It could be seen, from the four swords malevolence surged to the clouds, the fierce Qi from the sword tips enveloping and spreading towards the entire battlefield at the South Heavenly Gate.

"Hahaha! Zhunti, what skill is there in bullying the younger generation! I’ve been itching for a fight lately, come! Fight me for three hundred rounds, wouldn’t that be exhilarating! Hahaha!" Tongtian’s hearty laughter made Zhunti in the distant west tremble all over.

"Tongtian Fellow Daoist, that’s going too far! We monks as brothers have never harbored thoughts of strife with you!" Jieyin shouted out loud.

"Hmph! What concern is the affair of the east to you westerners!" Primordial’s voice was as cold and stern as ever.

"As for the Demon Race..."

The Seven Saints simply ignored the squabbles of the Witch and Demon Clans and argued wantonly, as if they were in their own Daoist temple. Only this ’temple’ seemed much larger, encompassing the entire Primordial Land. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Above the vast Primordial Land, rampant Spiritual Energy clashed fiercely, shattering countless fragile mountains. Countless small creatures could not withstand the assault of the sound waves and died on the spot!

As the Witch and Demon Clans stood dazed, arguing incessantly, an authoritative voice came from the sky: "Silence! This matter is decreed by Heaven; from now on, the Demon Race shall govern the Heavens, and the Witch Tribe shall govern the Earth. For ten thousand years, do not fight amongst yourselves, and cease the slaughter."

No sooner had the voice faded than the Taoist Ancestor Hong Jun instantly appeared at the battlefield near the South Heavenly Gate. Without caring about the reactions of the two clans and the saints, with a flick of his sleeve, several Spiritual Treasures flew back to their masters, even the Divine Axe swallowed by the Purple Golden Bowl flew out by itself. The entire Witch Tribe was sent back to their territory, leaving only disjointed limbs and the Demon Crowd for company.

Hong Jun swept a cold glance over the messy South Heavenly Gate and vanished abruptly!

The hearts of the Saints trembled as they held their Spiritual Treasures, feeling deeply for the first time the immense power of Hong Jun. With a mere casual wave, he sent the Magic Treasures back to their respective realms, which required a profound understanding of the Heavenly Dao! Although they themselves could do it, it would definitely not be as effortlessly casual!

It seemed that Hong Jun’s actions were not only to quell the battle but also to warn the Saints: the Primordial Land is still under my control, even if you are Saints, do not act recklessly!

Meanwhile, the returned Witch Tribe was seething with anger. The atmosphere in the Ancestral Witch Hall was tumultuous.

Zhu Rong’s face showed fury, and he roared hysterically: "Without becoming Saints, we remain as mere ants! That Nuwa and Zhunti, posing as Saints! Such petty behavior truly infuriates me!"

Zhu Jiuyin’s expression was gloomy, his eyes brooding: "The most detestable is that Old Tao Hong Jun! Saying it is decreed by Heaven! It’s all bullshit! If it weren’t for this old Taoist obstructing us, with those Saints helping us against Nuwa and others. The Demon Race would have been eradicated instantly! Unexpectedly..."

Heaven and Earth Taoist chuckled coldly and said, "Talking is pointless! In this Primordial Land, the one with the fiercest fist makes the rules! Who let us be inadequately cultivated and inferior in abilities!"

The Ancestor Witches could only nod helplessly and then went off to cultivate without further mention!

On the other side, looking at the Demons of the Heavenly Court.

Di Jun and Taiyi, seeing the Taoist Ancestor sending the Witch Tribe back to their territory, breathed a sigh of relief! Had it not been for the few Saints intervening, the Demon Race might have been completely destroyed!

The mighty Demon Court did not wish to exit the stage of the Primordial Land in such a manner!

After exchanging glances, the two Golden Crows gathered the few remaining Demon Crowd.

"Kunpeng Fellow Daoist, where is the Kunpeng Demon Master?" Di Jun stood on a high platform, using the last of his Mana, and shouted.

"Splash, splash!"

From a pile of chaotic rocks about a hundred feet tall, a disheveled and dirt-covered Taoist staggered towards Di Jun, bowed and said, "Your servant, cough cough! Your servant Kunpeng is here!"

Di Jun, recognizing Kunpeng through the familiar Kunyu Taoist hairpin, rushed forward a few steps to help him up, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you have suffered!"

Kunpeng really wanted to cry but had no tears, thinking, "It’s all because of you guys causing trouble! Am I having an easy time? And that damn pretty boy Bai Ze. Insisting on provoking the Witch Tribe! In the end, it’s us innocent Demon Crowd who suffer!"

However, Kunpeng dared not speak these thoughts aloud and pretended to sob, "Your Majesty, the Witch Tribe really is too bullying! I, Kunpeng, will not rest until they are dealt with!"

Di Jun gently patted Kunpeng’s shoulder and silently nodded.

Just then, one of the Ten Great Guardians, Bi Fang, staggered from the direction of Lingxiao Palace and fell to his knees in front of Di Jun, crying bitterly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! My Lingxiao Palace and the Ten Directions Heavenly Palace are all destroyed!"

Di Jun’s face changed drastically, leaving the crowd, he gathered his strength and rushed toward Lingxiao Palace. Seeing that it had been reduced to ruins, rubble everywhere, recalling the thunderous boom after Di Jiang’s disappearance, he couldn’t help but spurt a mouthful of fresh blood and bellow to the sky, "Di Jiang! I, Di Jun, hereby swear, I will annihilate your Witch Tribe! Ah..."

(PS: Finally finished writing about the first great battle between the Witches and Demons! Honestly, these Chapters were tough for Panda to write! Panda is not good at writing large-scale battles, hence, decided to break the battle into several parts. Dear readers, if you find it a bit chaotic, please don’t blame me! Thank you all, Panda!)