txolops Chapter 25: Three Parties Cease Fighting and Join Forces to Combat the Witch Clan
Chapter 25: Three Parties Cease Fighting and Join Forces to Combat the Witch Clan
The battle had clearly turned in their favor. If they could hold out for a while longer, they could wipe out the Demon Court in one fell swoop, and then sweep through the Immortal Court and exterminate the Witch Clan.
That supreme opportunity to become a saint would then be theirs for the taking.
Hongjun deliberately obstructed this crucial point, forcibly stopping it, which was tantamount to leaving the Demon Court a way out, and creating two more rivals vying for the opportunity to become a saint.
It's hard for anyone to accept.
Meanwhile, the demons of the Demon Court, led by Taiyi, were overjoyed, and all their tense fighting spirit dissipated.
Hongjun's intervention this time undoubtedly gave the Demon Court a chance to breathe, and they were finally able to escape the calamity of destruction before their eyes!
"You need not waste yourselves on internal strife any longer. From this day forward, I will determine who will be granted the opportunity to become a saint based on the magnitude of your contributions in destroying the witch clan."
Anyone who dares to instigate internal strife again will be severely punished!
Hongjun knew that these powerful beings each had their own agendas, so to prevent them from fighting amongst themselves again, he directly established rules, speaking in a cold tone with an unquestionable warning.
After he finished speaking, some on both sides were happy while others were sad.
The Demon Court lineage was overjoyed, having been in dire straits, but now had a chance to seize the opportunity to become a saint.
Meanwhile, Styx, Yuanshi, and others were shrouded in gloom, their hearts filled with resentment and indignation.
They were capable of monopolizing the opportunity, so why share it with the Demon Court and the Immortal Court, and compete for the so-called merit?
Moreover, the evaluation of their contributions is entirely based on Hongjun's decision, without any clear criteria. This clearly treats them as pawns to be manipulated at will.
Styx's body surged with blood-red light. He suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, bowed solemnly towards the heavens, and forced himself to ask the question.
"May I ask Your Majesty, what standard should be used to judge the contribution to the extermination of witchcraft?"
If the evaluation of contributions is unfounded, then wouldn't the opportunity for a holy position be granted to whomever Hongjun wants? All their desperate battles would only end up benefiting others!
Upon hearing this, the entire hall fell silent instantly. All the powerful beings turned their gazes toward the heavens, holding their breath and waiting for Hongjun's response.
On Penglai Immortal Island, the Eastern King Duke led a group of male immortals, their eyes burning as they stared intently at the direction of the Purple Cloud Palace beyond the heavens.
The opportunity to become a saint is what all living beings in the primordial world seek throughout their lives. It concerns their own path to the Great Dao and their future. How could they not take it to heart?
Inside the Pangu Palace, the twelve Ancestral Witches gathered, their dense, impenetrable Pangu evil energy almost bursting through the palace.
Dijiang's face was as black as still water, his fists were clenched, veins bulged on his forehead, the spatial power around him was in chaos, and his resentment and anger towards Hongjun were burning in his heart.
What a magnificent Hongjun! What a sage of the Heavenly Dao!
The Wu Clan could have simply watched as the various factions fought amongst themselves, waiting until they were both severely weakened before stepping in to clean up the mess, reaping the benefits and solidifying their position as the overlords of the prehistoric world.
But he insisted on interfering, even at the cost of tearing off the mask of a saint, forcibly bringing together the three forces to join forces, and forcibly pushing the witch clan into a deadly situation!
As a sage of the Heavenly Dao, he disregards the Heavenly Dao and fails to protect the common people. Instead, he deliberately suppresses the Witch Clan. Such behavior is no different from that of a demon!
The other eleven Ancestral Witches looked extremely solemn, their blood surging like thunder, their eyes filled with undisguised despair and rage.
The Wu Clan does not cultivate the primordial spirit, but only refines the physical body. Relying on the bloodline of Pangu, they have roamed the prehistoric world without fear. However, at this moment, they are facing the combined forces of three top powers.
Even with the three parties joining forces, the usually arrogant ones lacked confidence in their ability to win.
Although the number of Great Luo Immortals in the Demon Court and the Celestial Court is not as large as that in the Styx Alliance, there are still several hundred. When the three parties unite, there are nearly two thousand Great Luo Immortals.
The Wu Clan only had twelve Ancestral Witches, and even if they used all their strength to condense the Pangu Dharma Image, they would still find it difficult to withstand this terrifying offensive.
Although the Pangu Dharma Form was powerful, their cultivation ultimately stopped at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, and they were simply unable to bear this power that did not belong to them for long.
Once war breaks out, the Wu tribe will be completely wiped out, with no chance of survival!
Gonggong clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and water vapor surged violently around him. He was filled with resentment and a sense of powerlessness as he looked at Dijiang.
"Brother, given the current situation, how should we respond?"
Dijiang pressed his lips together, remaining silent. A flicker of confusion crossed his deep eyes. Faced with this certain death, he was at a loss for what to do.
Just as the various forces in this primordial world were experiencing conflicting emotions and undercurrents, Hongjun, in the chaos beyond the heavens, finally made a secret response.
No one could hear the secret message; they could only judge it by the reactions of Styx and the others.
Almost simultaneously, all the demons of the Demon Court, the Styx Alliance, and the immortals under the command of the Eastern King of Penglai in the East Sea turned their heads, their gazes turning icy as they stared into the depths of the Blood Sea.
Clearly, Hongjun's secret instructions completely quelled the objections from all sides.
The three parties have already made up their minds to join forces to fight against the witch.
Taiyi waved his hand, ordering the demon general beside him to escort the seriously injured Dijun back to the Demon Court to recuperate, while his own body was engulfed in intense solar fire, showing no intention of leaving.
He didn't even want to give his demons a moment to catch their breath or reorganize their forces; he insisted on immediately leading his troops to attack the witches and seizing the credit for destroying them.
It should be noted that the Demon Court had already suffered heavy losses after two bloody battles.
Bai Ze's gaze swept over the Demon Court's territory. After countless battles, the billions of demon soldiers and generals had been reduced to only tens of millions of survivors.
They were all wounded, their auras were weak, their magical artifacts were broken, and their supernatural powers were exhausted.
If they were to immediately engage in a deadly battle with the Witch Clan, the already weakened Demon Court would likely exhaust all its resources and end up as a mere shell of its former self.
He opened his mouth, wanting to offer some advice, but when his gaze fell upon the pair of opportunities for sainthood that Taiyi was determined to seize, he swallowed the words that were about to come out.
There's no point in saying more now that things have come to this.
Bai Ze chose to remain silent, and even though the ordinary demon soldiers and generals were exhausted and fearful, they dared not utter a single complaint.
Taiyi has always been decisive in killing. If anyone dares to speak out and disrupt the morale of the army, they will be killed on the spot and used as a sacrifice to establish his authority.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled, and a massive spatial rift burst open from the summit of Mount Buzhou, unleashing countless rays of light and auspicious energy.
Wearing a crown and tassels, the Eastern King Duke led thousands of beings from the Celestial Court out on clouds and slowly landed beside the Taiyi and Styx camps.
At this point, the three forces of the Demon Court, the Blood Sea, and the Immortal Court have completely converged.
Nearly two thousand Great Luo Golden Immortals were stationed at the front, while countless soldiers and generals spread across the sky and earth, their supernatural powers intertwining and colliding to form a killing light curtain that blotted out the sun.
In the primordial world, all living beings sensed this world-destroying battle intent and lay dormant, waiting for the start of this ultimate war that would determine the fate of the primordial world.
Inside the Pangu Palace, Dijiang slowly stood up.
The spatial power around him raged violently, his Pangu bloodline boiled and roared, and his murderous aura soared to the heavens. His deep and resolute voice resounded throughout the entire prehistoric world.
"The sage is unjust, using all spirits as weapons to force my witch clan to this point, where there is no way to retreat or escape. Since this is the case, then let us fight!"