Houtu is infatuated with me, so I made her lean against the wall.

Xing Tian transformed into his true form as a great sorcerer, his aura growing even stronger, making it difficult for the eight powerful demon clan members, including Dong Wang Gong, to breathe.

"Damn it, how could Xing Tian be so powerful?"

The Eastern King's face flushed red, and the divine light of the dragon-headed crutch in front of him, which had been cleaved by Xing Tian's axe, dimmed.

The vast laws of war stirred up the yang energy into chaos.

Not only the Eastern King Duke, but other powerful beings are the same, or even worse.

On the other side, Xing Tian saw Dong Wang Gong and the others blocking his divine attacks, a cold smile appeared on his face, and he swung his giant axe continuously.

Instantly, countless axe beams imbued with the laws of war rained down upon Dong Wanggong and his group.

Xuanbing, Qingxuan, Huangxian, and other ancient powerful beings were the first to be unable to withstand the attack.

Although they were all ancient powerful beings, their aptitude was not particularly good. The reason they joined the demon race was simply because they coveted the demon race's prosperous fortune.

Their cultivation level has only reached the late stage of Quasi-Saint. Facing Xing Tian, ​​who is empowered by battle qi, they are powerless to resist and are instantly overwhelmed by the heavenly battle laws.

His physical body was shattered by the vast laws of war, and before his primordial spirit could react, it was obliterated by Xing Tian's axe. Only his true spirit remained, fleeing towards the Netherworld.

With the loss of three powerful figures, the Eastern King and his group found it even more difficult to maintain their position and scattered in all directions.

"Trying to escape? Do you think you can?"

"Tearing the heavens and splitting the earth!"

Upon seeing this, Xing Tian strode forward, wildly swinging his great axe at Dong Wang Gong and the others.

In the blink of an eye, three more powerful demon clan elders perished.

This scene terrified the Eastern King and the remaining demon warriors, who frantically channeled their magic, crying out, "Your Majesty, save us!"

In the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun frowned upon seeing this scene.

He hadn't expected Xing Tian to be so strong.

He fought against eight powerful figures single-handedly, and in less than a hundred years, he killed six of them.

After a moment's thought, Di Jun looked at Fu Xi: "Brother Fu Xi, can you stop Xing Tian?"

"It should be fine."

Upon hearing this, Fuxi pondered for a moment, nodded, summoned the Fuxi Qin (a type of zither), channeled his magical power, and shot it toward Xing Tian.

On the other side, before Dongwanggong and the demon clan's retainer could escape far, Xingtian activated his battle law at lightning speed, caught up with the two, and shattered their Dao bodies with four consecutive axe blows.

Immediately afterwards, the Law of War was unleashed, submerging the primordial spirit essence worshipped by the demon race.

Just as Xing Tian was preparing to annihilate the primordial spirit and origin of the Eastern King Duke.

A vast holy might swept in, and the all-encompassing palm grabbed at the Eastern King Duke's origin and primordial spirit before tearing through the air.

Seeing this, Xing Tian frowned and was about to give chase when Fu Xi suddenly appeared.

A series of strange sonic attacks, amplified by the Law of Sound, hurtled towards Xing Tian.

Caught off guard, Xing Tian was struck by the Law of Sound, which entered his mind, causing waves of excruciating pain to rise in his soul.

Seeing that Xing Tian had been tricked, Fu Xi sat cross-legged in the void, his ten fingers continuously vibrating on the Fu Xi Qin (a type of zither).

With the blessing of the Law of Sound, the musical notes transformed into countless divine weapons, pouring down upon Xing Tian.

"Damn it, stop playing!"

Xing Tian roared, and the great axe in his hand emitted a dazzling divine light.

The axe, which was clearly not a spiritual treasure, was now comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, with divine light gathering to form a void axe.

With the blessing of the Law of War, the great axe slashed towards Fuxi with unstoppable force.

Fuxi remained unmoved upon seeing this, and continued to pluck the strings of his zither. The musical notes converged and transformed into the Four Divine Beasts.

The sacred beasts were distributed in the four cardinal directions, instantly forming the Four Symbols Grand Array.

Although these four sacred beasts are not their true forms, they still contain some of the mysteries of the four sacred beasts.

The immensely powerful Void Axe struck the Four Symbols Formation, causing only ripples before quickly stabilizing.

After breaking Xing Tian's supernatural powers, Fu Xi immediately activated the Four Symbols Formation, enveloping Xing Tian within it. Fu Xi, who was personally in charge of the Four Symbols Formation, continuously channeled his magical power into the Fu Xi Qin.

Immediately, Xing Tian's face contorted with rage, and he wildly swung his great axe.

Although his physical body was comparable to that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and he had a shield comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, his defense was unparalleled.

However, Fuxi's supernatural powers were extremely strange, and not only could Qi not resist them, but even his physical body had no resistance whatsoever.

The intense laws of sound invaded his mind, causing Xing Tian's soul to tremble.

Unfortunately, he was trapped by the Four Symbols Formation and could not directly attack Fuxi. For a time, Xing Tian was at a disadvantage.

On the other side, seeing Xing Tian being held back by Fu Xi and gaining a clear advantage, Di Jun's face lit up with joy, and he turned to look behind him:

"Demon Master, how are the preparations going?"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng nodded and said, "It's almost done. The Zhou Tian Star Array can be activated at any time."

"Alright, the Demon Master will be responsible for stopping Qiang Liang and Ru Shou the moment the great formation is activated. Any questions?"

Di Jun was very satisfied with Kunpeng's answer, and then said meaningfully.

Upon hearing this, a shadow crossed Kunpeng's eyes.

Is Di Jun sending him to his death?

Each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches possessed at least the cultivation level of a Supreme Saint, and even a single Saint could be dealt with.

On the other hand, although he possessed the cultivation of a quasi-saint at the peak, he was far inferior to the ancestral witch.

Now, Di Jun has asked him to hold off two Ancestral Witches, which makes Kunpeng feel a bit annoyed.

"What, you don't want to?"

Donghuang Taiyi looked at the silent Kunpeng, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He always knew that Kunpeng harbored resentment towards them.

After all, if he and Di Jun hadn't fought over Kunpeng's futon back then, Kunpeng might be the one who has attained sainthood now.

After that, he forced Kunpeng to join the demon race.

Although Kunpeng appears compliant, he is actually not very loyal to him and Dijun.

That's why he and Dijun entrusted this dangerous mission to Kunpeng.

The purpose was to use the witch clan to eliminate Kunpeng.

After all, if their plan were followed, there was a high chance they could eliminate the Witch Clan.

If the demon race wins, their fortune will skyrocket.

As a demon master of the demon race, Kunpeng also enjoys immense fortune.

Even if Kunpeng succeeds in attaining enlightenment, they will not be afraid, but leaving this hidden danger will cause problems sooner or later.

If they get bogged down in some matter, the existence of Kunpeng could pose a significant threat to their status.

Rather than doing that, we should take this battle to completely eliminate the threat of Kunpeng.

Seeing Donghuang Taiyi's cold expression, Kunpeng's heart trembled.

However, asking him to block the two Ancestral Witches is tantamount to courting death.

Therefore, even though Donghuang Taiyi's threat was obvious, Kunpeng still couldn't make up his mind.

He's going to die either way, so why should he become cannon fodder?

Seeing the strange atmosphere, and knowing that if the coercion was too great, Kunpeng might resist to the death, in order to avoid affecting the plan, Dijun immediately played the good cop and chuckled:

"Hehe, second brother, please don't say that. Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is, after all, the Demon Master of our demon race, whose status is second only to us."

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, please don't take offense. My second brother is just like that. I apologize to you on his behalf."

After a pause, Di Jun continued, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, it's not that I'm sending you to your death, but the power of the Ancestral Witch's Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is simply too terrifying."

"Even with the Slaughtering Witch Sword and the Zhou Tian Star Array, we are still not safe."

"Therefore, I can only have Fellow Daoist Kunpeng temporarily hold off the two Ancestral Witches for a while. Once the Zhou Tian Star Array is complete, I will use the Witch-Slaying Sword to kill one of the Ancestral Witches, and then I will come to your rescue. What do you say?"