Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 371 What a pity, how come she's only a minor witch...

The arriving demon god stood over ten feet tall. Compared to the terrifying demon kings, its size was not huge, but its terrifying demon god aura and killing intent were overwhelming.

Its imposing body cast a large shadow as it stood before Little White.

"That demon god is..."

Wen Zhong stared at that figure, and even though they were far apart, he was still shaken. He felt like a ship in a storm, wanting to speak but unable to utter a word.

Although the demon god was not even worthy of carrying the shoes of his master, the Golden Spirit Mother, this was the first time he had faced a demon god in a fit of rage after many years of cultivation.

If he was in such a state even from such a distance, one can only imagine the immense pressure Mr. Bai was facing directly in front of that demon god.

Mr. Bai, please hold on... Wen Zhong prayed in his heart.

However, at this moment, Xiao Bai in mid-air also frowned slightly, looked up at the demon god in front of him who was strong and burly, and taller than him.

This demon god had an extremely strange appearance. It had a human face but only one eye, a pair of ears but they were bull ears, and a long and strong leopard body.

His bare upper body was covered in dark red fur, and he had two arms that were thicker than his legs.

Behind him was a long, thick tail that was swishing.

At this moment, Zhujian's dark red vertical pupils shifted as he looked down at Xiaobai.

The two fists, one big and one small, were still together.

Two bloodshot eyes and a dark red vertical pupil met in mid-air...

Suddenly, they both moved at the same time, and this time neither of them made a sound.

After retracting his fist, Xiao Bai barely paused before throwing out his other fist with equal force, which still looked completely ordinary...

A fierce glint flashed in Zhujian's eyes, and his fists, as large as millstones, emitted a dark red light as he swung them out fiercely.

Boom!

The two fists met, and the void cracked like glass. The overwhelming red light forced Xiaobai back at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, Xiaobai's body slammed into the ground like a cannonball and then flew far away.

His body also plowed a long furrow into the earth.

From a distance, the furrows he had plowed and the furrows that Chi Tianzheng had plowed earlier intersected, forming a cross shape.

Xiao Bai slowly got up from the pit, half-squatted down, wiped the corner of his mouth, spat out a mouthful of saliva, and looked up at Zhujian in the sky with a solemn expression.

After several years of cultivation, he went bald and became stronger.

From then on, he seemed to possess inexhaustible strength, able to defeat almost any opponent with a single punch, and few could withstand his second blow.
His strongest opponent before was Chi Tianzheng, but Chi Tianzheng was also his equal.

This is the first time he has been suppressed in terms of strength and physical strength.

Moreover, based on the brief exchange just now, he sensed that Zhujian did not seem to have used his full strength.

"Mr. Bai, this demon god is Zhujian!"

Wen Zhong said in a solemn and hoarse voice, "Legend has it that he possessed immense strength, capable of splitting the earth and moving mountains and filling seas with his mere power..."

He glanced again in the direction Chi Tianzheng had gone, his eyes filled with worry and anxiety.

Mr. Zheng was already at a disadvantage when facing the Nightwing Demon God, and he had originally hoped that this person would help him after solving the problem.

Unexpectedly, we encountered a Zhujian demon god here who was no weaker than Nightwing...

Even he didn't know what to do at this moment. Should he... retreat?

"How come it's only a minor witch? What a pity."

Zhujian looked down at Xiaobai and laughed loudly, "If you were a great shaman, you might have a chance to defeat me, but you don't have that chance."

"Great Shaman..." Upon hearing this, Xiao Bai's eyes flashed. Instead of fear, he revealed excitement and a strong fighting spirit.

“Mr. Bai, how about we retreat…” Wen Zhong said bitterly.

"Withdraw?" Xiaobai shook his head, stared at Zhujian and smiled: "Humans can refrain from fighting, but demons don't abide by the rules of the human race."

"Not bad!"

Zhu Jian stared at Xiao Bai, his killing intent surging, and said, "Everyone here will die today."

"I am Wen Zhong, a disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother of Biyou Palace."

Wen Zhong's expression changed drastically, and he said sternly, "This time, we have come to the North Sea to quell the rebellion on the orders of my king. Zhujian demon gods, it is not good for you to get involved in human disputes, is it?"

"Are you a disciple of the Holy Mother Jinling?"

Zhujian looked at Wen Zhong with his crimson vertical pupils, his expression turning somewhat surprised and unpleasant.

Don't underestimate him just because he's a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect; because of that status alone, he really couldn't bring himself to kill him.

Given the current power of the Chan and Jie sects, perhaps they could have been somewhat confident when the ancient demon court was still around!
Wen Zhongdao said, "That's right, and this one is..."

He was about to introduce Xiaobai's identity.

"Grand Tutor Wen, I'll take my leave first."

Xiao Bai suddenly shouted, turned around, swung his arms, and ran wildly into the distance.

"This……"

Wen Zhong froze on the spot, disbelief in his eyes.

"Alright, for the sake of the Jie Sect, I'll let you off the hook."

Zhujian's voice was like muffled thunder. His eyes burned with killing intent as he looked at Xiaobai, who was rushing into the distance. With a loud bang, a white circle exploded in the void, and he chased after Xiaobai with a sonic boom.

"Mr. Bai, why..."

Wen Zhong stared blankly in the direction of Xiao Bai.

He originally intended to mention that this Mr. Bai was related to Yuquan Mountain.

Although he wasn't sure if the Zhujian demon god would spare Mr. Bai given the sworn enmity between the liches, it was clear that Mr. Bai was unwilling to accept his actions.

Moreover... Mr. Bai passed by him almost instantly, but he seemed to see no fear on Mr. Bai's face, but rather an excited smile.

A gust of wind swept across the battlefield, stirring up dust.

As Zhujian chased after Xiaobai, only Wenzhong, Jiaogang (who had survived the ordeal), and the Wolf King remained in the area.

Wen Zhong stared at the Flood Dragon King and shouted, "You monster, if you continue to treat my human race as food, I will not forgive you!"

"What can you do if you don't forgive me?"

The Flood Dragon King sneered, "I've heard that many of your predecessors in Biyou Palace are cannibals, why don't you do anything about it?"

Wen Zhong choked and let out a muffled groan, speechless.

"Wen Zhong, you actually secretly called on the Wu Clan to kill so many of our brothers. You are truly wicked."

Looking at the corpses of his dead companions, the Dragon King was overcome with grief and said coldly, "With the two demon gods here today, your two henchmen are doomed."

"And you old scoundrel, weren't you ordered to quell the rebellion in Beihai? We'll make sure you return empty-handed!" Wen Zhong's blood boiled with rage. He brandished his Yin-Yang Twin Whips and roared, "You fiend, do you want to test the power of my male and female twin whips?"

The Dragon King angrily said, "My claws and teeth are not without their own advantages."

"evildoer!"

"Old man!"

Just as the human and the demon were staring at each other, ready to fight, the Wolf King quickly stepped forward and stopped the Flood Dragon King, shaking his head.

The Dragon King roared, "Why are you stopping me?"

"Don't you know why...?" the Wolf King asked. "You were just severely injured; how much of your strength do you have left?"

Jiao Gang, still furious, said, "Even though I have just been severely injured and have only lost 30% of my strength, killing that old bastard is still a piece of cake."

Wen Zhong sneered, "Why weren't you so valiant just now?"

Jiao Gang was furious and said, "Old wolf, don't stop me. Today I will definitely kill this old bastard."

The King of the Wolf, standing nearby, turned his head away, too lazy to pay him any attention.

The Jiao King cast a pleading look, and the Bei King stepped forward to symbolically stop him: "That's enough, let's go back first, and we'll talk about everything when the Zhujian Demon God and the Nightwing Messenger return."

The Dragon King slowly calmed down and pointed at Wen Zhong, saying, "You old bastard, you're lucky. I'll let you go this time."

"I will surely behead you one day!"

After exchanging harsh words, both sides headed back to their respective camps.

"Pity……"

Wen Zhong glanced back and saw that the Flood Dragon King was already at its last gasp.

If it weren't for the presence of a fully-powered King of the Wolf beside him, he certainly wouldn't have let the other party leave so easily.

But he also knew that it was not advisable to fight for too long at this moment, because he was concerned about the safety of his two fellow Daoists and was preparing to go and inform Master Yuding.

After returning to the camp and making some arrangements, Wen Zhong hurriedly rode the Mo Qilin out of the camp.

Chi!
Clouds rose from beneath the black Qilin's feet, and it galloped wildly toward the sky, the surrounding scenery flashing past Wen Zhong.

"Old buddy, faster, faster..."

Wen Zhong kept urging them on, feeling anxious and restless. He could only pray that his two fellow Daoists could hold on a little longer.

Suddenly Wen Zhong was startled. He saw Mo Qilin turn around and stare at him with a very dissatisfied look as he ran, as if he was about to speak at any moment.

Wen Zhong quickly said, "Mo Qilin, you are not allowed to swear. Remember that you are an auspicious beast that symbolizes good fortune."

The black unicorn snorted unhappily and turned its head away.

That's really vulgar... Wen Zhong's face darkened, but he quickly changed his expression and coaxed her with a smile: "Okay, okay, I know you've already run the fastest."

……

At this moment, hundreds of miles away, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open, a figure without any unusual phenomena and a figure shrouded in crimson light clashed and intertwined.

Soon, the unremarkable figure was knocked down from the sky, creating a large crater in the ground before bouncing up like a ball. After two or three such bounces, he ran off into the distance as if nothing had happened.

"Hahaha……"

Faced with such a powerful enemy, his face showed no fear, only growing excitement and fighting spirit.

Yes, at this moment... he is very excited.

The opponents he had faced before were far too weak; they could be defeated with a single, casual punch.

It can be said that he had never had a truly satisfying battle before meeting Chi Tianzheng.

This also brought him greater and greater peace of mind.

What frustrates him is that he can clearly sense his emotions gradually diminishing, but he is powerless to change it.

During his last battle with Chi Tianzheng, he felt as if his heart and blood were yearning for something.

He just passed out after hitting them, and when he woke up, he no longer felt that sensation.

And now, he could clearly feel what his body, his blood, and his heart craved.

That is... battle!
Xiao Bai's eyes flashed and he suddenly moved to the side, leaving a huge fist imprint that crashed onto the ground.

With a loud rumble, the ground cracked open, revealing a huge fissure.

Xiao Bai suddenly stopped and turned to look at Zhujian in the sky.

"Run, why don't you run?"

Zhujian revealed a teasing look, as if he were playing with a cat playing with a mouse, and said that he was enjoying the hunting process.

“Hey, what did you just say…”

Xiao Bai smirked: "I need to become a Great Wizard to have a chance to defeat you, right?"

This kid is strange… Zhujian’s smile vanished, and a murderous glint appeared in his eyes: “To prevent any unforeseen complications, kill him…”

With a sudden movement, white circles exploded in the air behind him, and a hand reached out at incredible speed to cover the white man's face.

"Ah~" Xiao Bai suddenly clenched his fists and roared to the sky, with veins bulging on his forehead, neck and hands.

Just as Zhujian approached Xiaobai, a chilling aura suddenly appeared, spreading outwards like a raging storm and forcing him back.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground beneath Xiaobai's feet, instantly extending hundreds of feet, and terrifying energy engulfed the area.

boom!
Xiao Bai's skin turned red, and crimson steam rose from his body, making his flesh and blood seem to boil.

A tremendous fighting spirit soared into the sky.

Tenfold Overlimit Fist... Xiao Bai's eyes sharpened, and the intense heat around him made him feel as if he were standing on the sun.

Perhaps because he had already reached ten times the normal speed once, this time his body seemed to have a memory of it, and he entered the ten times the normal speed state very easily.

"You..." Forced back by the immense pressure, Zhu Jian lowered his hands that had been blocking his way, looked up at Xiao Bai, and for the first time, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Xiao Bai said nothing, took a step, disappeared, and appeared in front of Zhu Jian as if by teleportation, throwing a punch.

So fast... Zhu Jian's face changed color in horror. He could also tell that this was not teleportation, but an illusion created by the opponent due to the speed.

But he could keep up with that speed, so he threw a punch as well.

Boom!

The two exchanged another punch in an instant, with a loud bang like the collision of heaven and earth.

The intense light spread in all directions, engulfing the two of them, and the ground rumbled and collapsed, cracking and spreading into the distance...

At this time, Wen Zhong was still riding the black unicorn to Yuquan Mountain.

(End of this chapter)