Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 60: The Lich and the Deadly Enemy!
The great formation was broken, and the River Map and Luo Shu, whose spiritual light was dimmed to the extreme, were suspended above Di Jun's head. The innate immortal spiritual light on them dimmed, and its momentum fell to the bottom.

Even if the current River Map and Luo Shu are said to be lower-grade innate spiritual treasures, I’m afraid no one would believe it.

The original power is almost exhausted. I don’t know how long it will take to fully recover.

A pair of indifferent eyes appeared above the endless sky. The moment this person appeared, the Six Heavenly Saints immediately bowed and saluted, saying, "Greetings, Master!"

"Ok!"

Patriarch Hongjun responded, and his eyes fell on the two tribes of wizards and liches, "I will not interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world, but you must not destroy the prehistoric world!"

"Respectfully obey the Daozu's order!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Donghuang Taiyi, and Emperor Jun saluted at the same time.

Seeing everyone nodding, the prehistoric world returned to peace, and the eyes in the sky disappeared. In an instant, the mighty pressure that enveloped the heaven and earth also dissipated.

All the creatures in the ancient world bowed respectfully and sent the Taoist ancestor off.

Just a ray of mysterious light fell, which dispersed the true body of Pangu that was gathered together by the twelve ancestor witches, cut off the Zhoutian star formation, and let the Zhoutian stars return to their positions. The foundation of the two clans, which was comparable to that of saints, could be destroyed at will in front of Hongjun Daozu!

This is the power of Daozu, the strongest person in the ancient times!
Donghuang Taiyi is the number one person under the saints in the prehistoric times, and Hongjun Daozu is the number one person in the prehistoric times. Whether they are below or above the saints, they are the undisputed number one!

The war between the two tribes was stopped at the most critical moment. Now the morale of the two tribes has been lost by more than half, and both tribes have been seriously injured. Neither tribe has the idea of ​​continuing to fight.

"Wu clan, you Wu clan shot and killed my nine sons. If I don't take revenge, how can I, Di Jun, have the face to call myself the Demon Emperor?"

"From today on, my demon clan and my witch clan will fight to the death!"

Di Jun stood in the void with a pale face, looking at the twelve ancestor witches below, and said in a murderous tone.

Even though his momentum was weakened to the extreme, the fierce murderous intent in Di Jun's eyes did not diminish in the slightest, and was even stronger than before!
"Di Jun, my Wu clan is not a place for you little brats to run wild. Whoever dares to act recklessly on my Wu clan's territory will suffer the consequences!"

"Whoever dares to slaughter my people and destroy my tribe, I will kill him no matter who he is!"

Di Jiang's eyes were filled with rage, and he was not frightened at all by Di Jun's words. He spoke in a loud voice.

The twelve ancient witches stood on the ground, and great witches came through the air and gathered beside the ancient witches.

Streams of light from the demon clan fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of demon gods in the Daluo realm gathered around Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi!

The two sides confronted each other in the air, invisible murderous aura rose into the sky, and the momentum of the void became more and more solemn.

The creatures of the ancient times held their breath again, staring at the void in shock and doubt, fearing that the two tribes would fight again.

In the previous battle, the whole world was shaken. The two clans’ strengths were endless, and they demonstrated overwhelming power against the other quasi-saint-level forces in the prehistoric world.

For a time, the status of the two races of wizards and liches had been secretly raised to the same level as the Six Saints of Heaven in the hearts of the people.

No one knows whether the Lich and Warlock races can fight against the Saint.

But these quasi-saints have no hope of winning whether they encounter saints or liches!

They can't afford to offend any of them.

Everyone knew that the Lich and the Wizard were powerful, but no one had expected them to be this powerful. Putting aside their background, there were more than 2,000 Golden Immortals among the cultivators confronting each other.

The 365 demon gods of the demon clan are already a thing of the past. The number of demon gods of the demon clan has long exceeded 365. That was the strength of the demon clan when the Demon Court was established. Now, the number of demon gods has already reached one thousand.

The witch clan on the ground is not bad either. There are witch tribes everywhere and great witches everywhere. Although their number is two or three hundred less than that of the demon clan, the overall gap is not obvious.

In front of the two races of wizards and liches today, the three races of dragon, phoenix and unicorn that once dominated the ancient world have all been eclipsed.

Looking at all the races in the prehistoric world, none of them can compete with the two races of wizards and liches.

Even the four Western religions that dominated the world in the future were nothing compared to the two tribes of witches and liches. Of course, this was assuming that the leaders of the four major religions were not included.

The momentum between the two sides became more and more solemn. More than two thousand Daluo Jinxian gathered together, and a mighty momentum burst out. The terrifying momentum collided between the two tribes.

Just by releasing the aura, the void was distorted and the space was shaking continuously!
The two sides confronted each other for a long time, and the temperature of the entire prehistoric world dropped to freezing point. All the powerful people were worried that the two would fight again.

"go!"

After a while, Di Jun spoke coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Jun turned into a ray of rainbow light and soared up into the sky, followed closely by Donghuang Taiyi.

Soon after, the Emperor and Empress Xihe, the Medicine Master Kunpeng, the Ten Demon Saints, and a group of demon gods all rose up into the sky, straight up to the sky!
"Back!"

With a wave of his hand, Dijiang and a group of witches displayed their magical powers and rushed towards Mount Buzhou. With every step they took, billions of miles of mountains and rivers were left behind. Thousands of great witches were galloping on the land with boundless momentum, and their voices shook the world!
The twelve ancestor witches brought nearly a thousand great witches back to the ancestral temple of the witch clan in Buzhou Mountain. The twelve ancestor witches stepped into the ancestral witch hall. The moment they stepped into the ancestral witch hall, they collapsed to the ground, each of them with a pale face.

Di Jiang smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect the demon clan had a hidden trick up their sleeves and had such a large formation."

"Humph, so what? Anyway, it can't beat our brothers' Twelve Heavenly Evil God Formation!"

"If Daozu hadn't stopped me, I would have definitely killed that shameless Di Jun."

"He didn't take care of his cubs, and came to our tribe to slaughter them wantonly. Did he expect us to not kill him because he's his son?"

"Don't even think about it. My witch clan is not afraid of trouble!" Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, snorted coldly.

The surrounding witch ancestors nodded at the same time, with expressions of approval on their faces.

The matter is very clear now. Di Jun thought that we didn't dare to kill his cubs, so he let them out. But he obviously underestimated the bloodiness of the Wu clan and was killed on the spot!

Di Jun's plot failed, and he instead pinned the revenge for his son's murder on the Wu clan. Humph, you want to avenge the murder of your son, but I also want to avenge the massacre of my clan members!
How can a few flat-haired beasts compare to the lives of so many men? And there are Kuafu and Houyi, who are among the twenty-four great wizards of the wizard clan!

Among the thousands of great wizards in the wizard clan, there were only twenty-four who had the hope of breaking through to the quasi-saint level, and two of them were killed in an instant.

This feud has been formed!

"Hmph, if Di Jun and Dong Huang hadn't arrived quickly, I would have smashed those ten flat-haired beasts to pieces. It's a pity that one of them escaped!" Liang Qiang said hatefully on the side.

The surrounding ancestor witches nodded hatefully, gritting their teeth, regretting that they had not killed the last Golden Crow.

(End of this chapter)