I, Kunpeng, established the Heaven Court at the beginning and seized the position of Saint

Chapter 38: The Witch Tribe's Expedition to the Demon Tribe
"Witch Clan!"

"It's the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

All the powerful men were so shocked that they lost their voices. They saw twelve bloody evil auras rising into the sky from the territory of the Buzhou Mountain Witch Clan, and twelve terrifying images of the ancestor witches appeared in the wilderness.

"Haha, Kunpeng made you a step faster, but we in the Wu clan are not slow either."

"You children of the demon clan, we, the sons of the Wu clan, are raising our army! Let's conquer the demon clan!"

After the twelve ancient witches broke through to the quasi-saint realm together, their terrifying momentum soared into the sky. The witch clan took prompt action and decided to attack the demon clan, not giving the other side any chance to breathe.

The Wu clan is reckless, but they are not stupid.

I have just achieved a breakthrough, so naturally I have to take action first. Do I have to wait for your demon clan to achieve a breakthrough?

In an instant, the murderous aura of the ancient times rose to the sky, and countless witches began to gather. Di Jun and Tai Yi of the demon clan were even more determined. At this moment, they were at the critical moment of life and death.

boom!
At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the hillside of Mount Buzhou. This aura was different from Kunpeng's domineering aura, nor did it have the oppressive feeling of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Instead, it had a gentle feeling as if life was being born.

This is the power of creation!

Above the clouds in the sky, the majestic and magnificent South Gate of Heaven, shining with golden light, was faintly visible to the sight of all the creatures in the ancient world. In the hazy fairy air, the figure of Kunpeng, sitting on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, was vague. After feeling the momentum of Mount Buzhou, he even uttered congratulations.

"Congratulations to fellow Daoist Nuwa for your breakthrough, and congratulations to the twelve witch ancestors for your breakthrough."

"Haha, Daoist Fellow Kunpeng, you are too polite."

The Wu clan laughed loudly, and Nuwa, who walked out of the Taoist temple on Mount Buzhou, seemed to have experienced a new life. The power of creation surrounded her. She bowed to the Wu clan and Kunpeng, and congratulated each other with a smile on her face.

In the Heavenly Palace, Taibai Jinxing came out in a hurry. When he saw this scene, he suddenly realized his mistake and shouted loudly:
"Congratulations to the Queen of the Underworld, Queen Wa! Congratulations to the Ancestral Witch..."

The next moment, countless heavenly soldiers and generals in the entire heaven shouted together.

Above the nine heavens, countless majestic congratulations were heard coming from the magnificent and majestic South Gate of Heaven. The sound spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. It was obvious that Kunpeng had achieved this with the help of the power of Heaven.

The nine heavens and ten earths all heard the congratulations of the Emperor of Heaven, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and Nuwa, as if the heaven and earth were congratulating them. In an instant, billions of creatures in the prehistoric world were shocked.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, the twelve witch ancestors smiled when they saw this scene. Zhu Rong laughed with satisfaction and said, "It's really the Emperor Kunpeng who is so particular."

Gonggong, who usually didn't get along with Zhurong, nodded and laughed loudly, saying, "Not bad, a very particular person."

Under this formation, countless creatures of low cultivation in the entire prehistoric world believed that this was the congratulations from heaven and earth, and they could not help but kneel down and shout together in the direction of Mount Buzhou and the Heavenly Palace.

It can be called a pilgrimage of all souls!

This kind of ceremony was only seen when the Taoist Hongjun became a saint. At this moment, the twelve witch ancestors all had glowing faces.

Quasi-saints are also human beings, and they also have joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness.

After seeing this, the leader of the twelve witch ancestors, Di Jiang, raised his arm and shouted, "Congratulations to the Emperor of Heaven and Queen Nuwa!"

The Heavenly Court has reciprocated the favor, so how could the Wu Clan be any worse off? Only Nuwa of Mount Buzhou was speechless after seeing this horrific event causing all creatures in the prehistoric world to celebrate.

But the barely visible curl of the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed.

At this moment, Nuwa was the most noble and holy fairy in the prehistoric world. She stood proudly in the prehistoric world. Wherever her eyes went, especially when she looked at the West Kunlun Mountains, she paused for a moment.

This clearly sends a signal that Nuwa is the number one female fairy in the ancient world.

At this moment, the ancient world seemed to have become the home ground of the witch clan and the heaven.

The demon clan was in a panic, because this was the realm of the Quasi-Saint Hunyuan Golden Immortal, a terrifying realm that only the patriarchs of the three ancient clans could reach.

Dong Wanggong of the Immortal Court was even more anxious, and Di Jun and Tai Yi were even more anxious.

Kunpeng's grand move was not only to show the power of the sky court, but more importantly to affect some people's state of mind. In the unknown valley, Yuanshi looked at the high and mighty Kunpeng and Zuwu with envy.

"The Wu Clan, which is tainted with foul air, and Kunpeng in this dark place of the North Sea, how can they do that!"

The stronger Kunpeng became, the angrier Yuanshi became. He even felt humiliated, and the scene of his first time in Zixiao Palace kept appearing in his mind.

Jie Yin and Zhunti forcibly snatched the seats on the cushion. Yuanshi arrogantly, contemptuously, sneered at Kunpeng, but now he was slapped in the face by Kunpeng.

"Second brother!"

As if he had sensed something, Taiqing slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yuanshi calmly, and said calmly: "Your heart is in turmoil!"

"Big brother!"

Yuanshi was unwilling to lose face, but after facing Taiqing's eyes, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and continued to practice.

Among the Three Pure Ones, Tongtian glanced indifferently at the momentum of Kunpeng and the Wu clan, with a flash of envy in his eyes. Thousands of living beings congratulated him, and he wanted to be like this in the future.

Although Taiqing looked calm, only he knew what was going on in his heart.

The authenticity of Pangu has always been their pride, but now it has been severely trampled upon. Kunpeng, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and even Nuwa are one step ahead of them.

This made Taiqing feel uncomfortable.

However, the next commotion made Sanqing feel a little aggrieved.

Boom!
After a bell rang from the demon clan's 100,000 mountains and echoed throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, a huge Hunyuan bell emitting golden light shone between heaven and earth.

Donghuang Taiyi also took this step. Holding the Chaos Bell in one hand, he looked in the direction of the murderous Wu Clan with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

The next moment he raised his arm!
"The demon tribe members will form a battle formation! Fight against the witch tribe!"

hoohoo!

In the Ten Thousand Mountains, the demons rushed out one after another with mad roars. Their demon tribe also had a quasi-saint power.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The Chaos Bell resounded throughout heaven and earth. Donghuang Taiyi stepped into the quasi-saint realm at the most critical moment of the demon clan. The Twelve Ancestral Witches could not help but howl in anger.

Just one step away!
However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, a total of twelve quasi-saints, still made a move to annihilate the demon clan, and the mighty army of the witch clan began to assemble.

This time it was not like the previous exchanges between their Ancestral Witch and the Demon King, but a real clash of forces.

Just like the three ancient tribes!

"Build the Hunyuan Heluo Formation!"

At this moment, a domineering and overwhelming voice echoed in the Ten Thousand Mountains. The next moment, a golden sun slowly rose up, and the cry of a golden crow was heard throughout the demon clan.

"Greetings to the Demon King!"

The sun transformed from the Golden Crow continued to rise under the majestic power of the sky, and billions of creatures of the demon clan seemed to feel something and shouted in worship.

Donghuang Taiyi, who was holding the Chaos Bell, smiled when he saw this scene, "Brother!"

The sun rose directly above the nine heavens and overlapped with the Sun Star. The sunlight illuminated the heaven and earth. In this endless golden light, an emperor walked out slowly from the sun with a majestic look.

"Demon tribe! Fight!"

hoohoo!

In an instant, the territory of the Hundred Thousand Mountain Demons was boiling, and the rolling demonic energy rushed straight into the sky, forming a sharp contrast with the evil spirit of Mount Buzhou.

(End of this chapter)