Primordial Era: Something's Wrong with This Generation of Witch Clan

Chapter 10: Direct Clash with the Lich, Panhuang's First Battle

In reality, they all knew that the demon race would likely be the one to settle in the end. After all, among the myriad races of the primordial world, only the witch race and the demon race were the strongest. If the witch race didn't compete, then only the demon race would remain. .•°¤*(¯`★´¯)*¤° 69𝔰𝓗𝔲𝓧.¢𝐨ᗰ °¤*(¯´★`¯)*¤°•.

"Actually, I do hope that the demon race will settle here, so that we won't have to go out hunting," Shebishi said at this moment.

"Do as Lao Jiu said. Everyone, go back and prepare for battle. We must not lose our momentum. Also, if the demon race is not capable of taking that place, even if it remains empty, we cannot allow anyone else to occupy it," Di Jiang said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

With the appearance of that space on Mount Buzhou, the atmosphere in the entire prehistoric world began to become subtle. Some people who were confident in their own clans began to gather their forces and head to Mount Buzhou. They also wanted to compete for this place, just in case they succeeded.

Upon receiving this news, the demon and witch races wore expressions of disdain.

Thirty years later, the Bone Clan of the Primordial Era arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain first. However, they faced tens of thousands of Wu Clan members. In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Bone Clan was completely wiped out. This greatly surprised the forces that were paying attention to Buzhou Mountain. They all knew that the Wu Clan was formed from the essence and blood of the Great God Pangu. They did not cultivate the primordial spirit, but only the laws and the physical body. However, they did not expect that the Wu Clan would be so strong.

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"Let's go, it's time for us to set off. It's time to let the Wu Clan and all the other races of the prehistoric world know the strength of our demon race." In front of Tang Valley, Di Jun waved his hand, and the densely packed demon army began to move, their target being Buzhou Mountain.

Upon witnessing the birth of the Demon Court in the Blood Sea, Pan Huang's expression changed drastically. He then left the Blood Sea without looking back and headed straight for Mount Buzhou.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Pan Huang finally entered the area outside Buzhou Mountain. However, as soon as he entered the area, he was blocked by several demons.

"When the demons are doing their business, bystanders should stay away, or don't blame us for being impolite." The demons said coldly when they saw Pan Huang.

"Is this the demon race?" Pan Huang smiled as he looked at the four little demons in front of him who had not yet fully transformed.

"Kill them!" Pan Huang said, and then he disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he went straight to the demon who had spoken earlier and grabbed him by the neck.

Upon hearing Pan Huang's words, Si Teng and the others immediately rushed out. As they rushed out, a whip appeared in Si Teng's hand, with a blue handle and a golden body. With a single lash, Si Teng wrapped the whip around the neck of the demon in front of him, and almost instantly, the demon was killed.

Zhong Ling did the same. With a wave of her hand, a golden bell phantom appeared above the head of the demon in front of her. In an instant, the demon was shattered into a bloody mist by the golden bell.

On Leng Yue's side, she held a Miao knife in her hand, which was dripping blood. There was a thin bloodstain between the eyebrows of the demon in front of her, clearly indicating that the demon was dead.

Now let's look at Panhuang's side.

"You little Golden Immortal, how dare you stop this Ancestral Witch? Who gave you the guts?" Pan Huang coldly looked at the demon in his hand.

Upon hearing Pan Huang's words, the demon's pupils shrank to pinpoints. The Ancestral Witch! This seemingly frail fellow was actually an Ancestral Witch! He had actually humiliated the Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan.

Just as he thought of this, the next second, gray mist appeared in Pan Huang's hand. This mist enveloped the demon in front of him in an instant. After a few breaths, the demon disappeared, and a blood-red bead appeared in Pan Huang's hand.

"Zhong Ling, here you go." Pan Huang tossed the blood bead in his hand to a cute girl with a baby face and huge breasts.

"Thank you, young master." Zhong Ling smiled with narrowed eyes, then swallowed the blood bead in one gulp.

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Looking at the demons who had become corpses, Pan Huang raised his hand, and gray mist enveloped the two corpses in front of him. Soon, two blood beads appeared in Pan Huang's hand.

"Leng Yue, this is for you. The rest is for Zhong Ling. Si Teng, you have a special mission, so I won't give you this blood bead," Pan Huang said to Si Teng.

"Yes, young master." Si Teng nodded gently.

When Pan Huang arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Di Jun, Tai Yi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Kunpeng, and the Ten Demon Saints were confronting the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Corpses were everywhere, some from the Witch Clan and some from the Demon Clan. Clearly, a great battle had just taken place here.

"Hey! How lively! Aren't these two scruffy birds from the Sun Star? What's wrong? Are you bullying us because there are more of you than us?" Pan Huang's mocking voice rang out.

"Thirteenth Brother! Why are you back?" Houtu exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Panhuang.

"Insolence!" Pan Huang was about to speak when the demon saint Gui Che roared.

"So you're that useless Ancestral Witch? How dare you insult my Demon Clan's Eastern Emperor! Die!" Guiche said disdainfully, then charged forward.

"How dare you!" Zhu Rong and Shebi Shi roared in unison, but they were quickly stopped by the other demon saints.

The other Ancestral Witches wanted to come and save Pan Huang, but they were stopped by the demons. When Gui Che saw this, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face. He was extremely excited. No matter how bad Pan Huang was, he was still an Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan.

If I can kill the ancestral witch of the witch clan, my reputation will surely spread throughout the entire prehistoric world, and I will also be able to gain a lot of benefits from the demon clan.

However, he underestimated Pan Huang's fighting power. Pan Huang was just keeping a low profile, but he was not a real waste. He had the physique that the Ancestral Witches had, the laws that the Ancestral Witches had, and the fighting instincts that the Ancestral Witches had.

Therefore, when Guiche and Panhuang clashed, Guiche was instantly stunned.

"I'm just being low-key, I'm not really bad, you idiot!" Pan Huang sneered and kicked Gui Che in the stomach, sending Gui Che flying backward.

Immediately afterwards, Pan Huang disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already behind Gui Che. Before Gui Che could even stop, it was once again sent flying by Pan Huang's punch.

Then Pan Huang disappeared from the spot again. After being knocked away for the second time, Gui Che's body erupted with extremely strong magical power fluctuations, and he abruptly stopped in mid-air.

"All in vain!" Just as he regained his footing, Pan Huang's voice appeared in Gui Che's ears.

The next second, a sharp pain struck, and Guiche's head was ripped off by Panhuang. A faint layer of gray energy on the neck of the severed head was preventing the wound from healing. Helpless, Guiche could only revert to its original form.

The true form of the Ghost Chariot is one of the five primordial insects, also known as the Nine-Headed Insect. It resembles a duck, is entirely red, has nine heads, and is extremely ugly.

After transforming into its true form, everyone discovered that the rightmost head of the ghost carriage had disappeared and was now being held in Pan Huang's hand.

"Is this the thirteenth brother?" Shebishi asked uncertainly.

When Pan Huang knocked Gui Che away for the first time, the Ancestral Witches and the Demon Clan stopped fighting, mainly because neither side had time to react.

In the eyes of the demon race, Guiche should have forced Panhuang to be beaten until Panhuang begged for mercy, but no one was able to support him. In the end, the thirteen ancestral witches of the witch race were killed by the demon saint Guiche, greatly enhancing the reputation of the demon race.

In the eyes of the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Clan, they were actually similar to the Demon Clan. Panhuang was no match for Guiche, so he asked them for help. They broke through the encirclement and rescued Panhuang. After a fierce battle, they retreated to the Pangu Palace and allowed the Demon Clan to take over the Heavenly Court.

(End of this chapter)