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

Chapter 63 The Fall of Yi, the Final Battle Begins Ahead of Schedule

Upon seeing the arrow shot by Da Yi, Taiyi didn't dodge at all. A torrent of true solar fire instantly erupted from his body, incinerating the arrow before it even reached him. ♢😎 ❻9s𝐇𝔲乂.ᶜσм 😲🐒

"You killed my nephew! I will make you wish you were dead!" Taiyi roared again, and a ball of true solar fire attached itself to the Sun Essence Wheel.

After receiving the true fire of the sun, the Sun Essence Wheel changed from bright silver to golden red, and its speed increased dramatically again, arriving beside Da Yi in an instant.

When Da Yi saw the sun wheel flying towards him, he dared not be careless. He immediately held the sun-shooting bow in front of him to block the attack of the sun wheel.

However, Da Yi forgot that Taiyi was behind the Sun Essence Wheel. After he blocked the Sun Essence Wheel, Taiyi flashed to Da Yi's side, his fists radiating golden-red true sun fire.

bang——

With a single punch, Da Yi was sent flying backward. The Sun-Shooting Bow in his hand instantly transformed into a shirtless young man with mysterious patterns tattooed on his chest. After the Sun-Shooting Bow took human form, it caught Da Yi in its arms, preventing him from being injured again.

"Cough cough cough!" Da Yi coughed a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Da Yi, you must run! We'll cover your retreat!" The prince of the winged people led the remaining members of the winged people to surround Da Yi and said anxiously to him.

"Want to leave? You'll all be buried with my child!" Moon Toad said venomously after hearing the Winged Human prince's words.

The next second, she actually mobilized the power of the Taiyin Star, and a ball of Taiyin Xuanbing instantly condensed in her hand. After the Taiyin Xuanbing left her hand, it immediately turned into countless ice needles as thin as cow hair.

Seeing this, the Winged Human prince quickly set up a magical protective shield with his people in an attempt to block the ice needles, but it was no use. Moon Toad was now a Quasi-Saint, while the Winged Human prince was only at the Great Luo Realm. In addition, Moon Toad mobilized the power of the Taiyin Star, so they couldn't stop it at all.

Puff puff--

A series of muffled thuds rang out, and the winged people were the first to be attacked, deflecting the vast majority of the ice needles.

The price they paid for blocking these Xuanbing needles was their lives. This was the essence of the Taiyin Star, specifically targeting the primordial spirit. Those who were struck by these Xuanbing needles, if not strong enough, would have their primordial spirit frozen, leaving them no chance for reincarnation.

"Winged Fierce!" When Da Yi saw the Winged Race being killed by the Moon Toad, he roared and stumbled to Winged Fierce's side.

He was just punched by Taiyi, and there are still remnants of the True Fire of the Sun in his body. It's only because his Wu clan's physical body is strong that he was able to turn to ashes long ago.

"Da Yi, I entrust the inheritance of my Winged People to you." Yi Meng smiled when he saw Da Yi like this.

By this time, frost had begun to appear on his body, and he was gradually losing the strength to speak. With a flick of his wrist, several eggs the size of ostrich eggs appeared in his hand.

"Inheritance!" Yi Meng said, and then turned into an ice sculpture.

"Shoot down the sun!" After seeing Yi Meng die, Da Yi roared in anger.

The Sun-Shooting Bow, which was engaged in a fierce battle with Taiyi and the other two, retreated with a red somersault, transforming into its true form in mid-air and falling into the hands of Da Yi.

When he took up the Sun-Shooting Bow, Yi burned his lifeblood with all his might. He was going to fight to the death. He knew he wouldn't survive, so before he died, he wanted to take someone down with him, otherwise he would be unworthy of his title as the Great Witch of the Witch Clan.

When Yi shot down the golden crow, the Ancestral Witches knew that Taiyi's roar had almost spread throughout the prehistoric world. Knowing that Yi was in danger, the Ancestral Witches rushed to the northern part of the prehistoric world without stopping, hoping to save Yi.

Pan Huang also set off. Since founding the Lingbao Clan, he could no longer teleport to the spirits of the artifacts at will. Otherwise, he would already be by Da Yi's side.

"I will kill you! I will make all the witches pay for my child's death!" At this moment, Di Jun finally came to his senses. He looked at Da Yi and let out an extremely venomous roar.

The next second, Di Jun threw the Hetu Luoshu in his hand as a throwing magic weapon. Da Yi, who was drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, didn't even have time to react before the Hetu Luoshu hit him in the chest and sent him flying backward.

Even so, Yi persisted in burning his own life essence. He did not aim at Taiyi, but at the moon toad and the moon rabbit, firing a total of four sun-shooting arrows.

whoosh-

The sound of arrows cutting through the air rang out, and Yuechan immediately noticed them. However, these four arrows were imbued with Da Yi's essence and will. He used his own life as a price to lock onto Yuechan and Yuetu. Unless they were quasi-saints with two corpses, they simply could not escape.

"Sister, be careful!" Upon seeing this, Yuechan pushed Yuetu aside. Four Sun-Shooting Arrows pierced through her body, and Yuechan died on the spot. She didn't even have time to say a word.

The Moon Rabbit wasn't faring any better. Although the Moon Toad had withstood all the attacks, one of the Sun-Shooting Arrows that pierced through her body still struck the Moon Rabbit's shoulder, causing her to cough up a mouthful of blood and fly backwards due to the force of the arrow.

"Madam!" Upon seeing this, Di Jun immediately changed course and headed straight for the Moon Rabbit!

On Taiyi's side, seeing the Moon Toad killed and the Moon Rabbit seriously injured, he instantly lost his mind and rushed to Da Yi's side, slapping Da Yi's head with a palm. The true fire of the sun instantly obliterated Da Yi's true spirit.

Even after Da Yi died, Taiyi was still not satisfied. He took out the yellow gourd he had obtained on Buzhou Mountain. After taking out the gourd, Taiyi performed a series of operations on Da Yi's corpse, and Da Yi turned into a streak of blood light and was absorbed by the gourd.

He wanted to refine Da Yi's essence and spirit into a magical artifact, a artifact specifically designed to kill the Wu tribe, so as to quell Taiyi's hatred.

"How dare you, you scraggly bird! How dare you kill my great witch!" Just after Da Yi was sucked into the gourd, Zhu Rong's angry voice appeared in Tai Yi's ears.

Then a giant fire dragon flew over from the horizon. Taiyi was not intimidated. He was the ancestor of fire manipulation, so he was not afraid of the fire dragon at all.

"Hmph! Your Witch Clan is going too far! Has my nephew ever offended your Witch Clan?" Di Jun was trying his best to suppress his anger.

Now is not the time for a decisive battle, at least not now, at this time. So he needs to calm down!

Upon hearing Di Jun's words, everyone except Pan Huang looked somewhat embarrassed. To be honest, Little Golden Crow hadn't provoked the Wu Clan, but Da Yi had actually been killed by Little Golden Crow.

"Hmph! This ancestral witch doesn't care about the process, only the result. The result is that your demon race killed my witch race's great witch!" There was no other way but Zhu Rong and Gong Gong could do such a shameless thing.

"Hahaha! Good! Good, good, good!" Di Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard Gonggong's words, and then he was so angry that he laughed.

"Dijiang, what do you have to say about this?" Dijun looked at Dijiang.

"Fight!" Dijiang didn't say much, but simply uttered this word.

"Ten years from now, at the foot of Mount Buzhou, we will settle this once and for all!" After hearing Di Jiang's words, Di Jun said coldly, and then left carrying the corpses of the Moon Toad and the Nine Golden Crows.

Taiyi snorted coldly, then left with the nine little golden crows. Panhuang didn't say a word the whole time. He was now somewhat suspicious, and he suspected that this was a scheme by the Heavenly Dao.

Despite his extreme caution, the event of shooting down the sun still occurred. He simply couldn't believe it wasn't a scheme orchestrated by Heaven.

If this is a scheme by the Heavenly Dao, then the final battle between the Lich King and the Demon King will be much more complicated, and the Heavenly Dao will definitely intervene. In that case, the outcome will probably not be good.

"Let's take it one step at a time," Pan Huang thought to himself.

Upon returning to the Demon Court, Fuxi had already prepared the people to set up the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array, and all the demon soldiers had been assembled. As long as Di Jun gave the order, the Demon Court could launch a full-scale attack.

"Taiyi, you all stand by and wait for me to return. Then go and summon Kunpeng and tell him that he must come. No matter what the final outcome of this decisive battle is, I will restore his primordial spirit." Dijun looked at Taiyi expressionlessly.

"Yes, elder brother!" Taiyi nodded. He knew that Dijun was very sad. He didn't know how to comfort people. All he could do now was to gather all the demon army and fight a decisive battle with the witch clan.

After speaking, Di Jun led the little golden crows to the Nuwa Palace. Now that the decisive battle with the Wu Clan was about to begin, the little golden crows were the only thing Di Jun was worried about. If he didn't settle the little golden crows here, Di Jun wouldn't be in the mood to fight.

"Di Jun requests an audience with the Goddess Nuwa!" Di Jun shouted as he arrived at Nuwa's palace.

"Demon Emperor, please come in!" Soon, the palace gates of Nuwa Palace were opened, and a beautifully crafted little boy walked out.

"Thank you very much, young Daoist Lingzhu!" Upon seeing the boy before him, Di Jun forced a rather unpleasant smile.

In the past, Emperor Jun would not have given such a young boy a second glance, even if he was a servant boy beside a sage.

But things are different now. He is about to engage in a decisive battle with the Witch Clan, and his fate is unknown. His child will soon be living under someone else's roof. What Di Jun needs to do now is to leave a good impression on others so that his child will not be bullied in the future.

"Greetings, Goddess Nuwa. I beg you to spare no effort for my child, out of consideration for our past relationship." Upon seeing Goddess Nuwa, Di Jun immediately knelt down.

He was an extremely arrogant person. In the past, even when Nuwa became a saint, he would only bow to her. This was the first time he had done this before, no, the second time. He had also knelt down once when he confronted Zhunti.

"I agree," Nuwa nodded.

"Thank you, Goddess Nuwa." Di Jun stood up and cupped his hands in thanks to Nuwa.

"I'm a little curious. My senior brother Laozi is the leader of the Demon Sect. Why doesn't the Demon Emperor hand over the Little Golden Crow to my senior brother Laozi?" Nuwa asked Dijun.

"I cannot see through him," Di Jun said calmly.

"Go ahead, the little golden crows are safe here with me. I'll wait for you to come back and pick them up," Nuwa nodded and said to Dijun.

Di Jun took one last look at the little golden crows, then left Nuwa Palace without looking back.

"To be honest, Di Jun is truly an exceptional father." After Di Jun left, the Great Golden Crow spoke to the other Golden Crows in his mind.

"Indeed, Di Jun is indeed capable."

"Actually, I feel that Di Jun did this more to strengthen the Golden Crow clan. There were only two Golden Crows in the entire prehistoric world before us. After we were born, Di Jun may have seen the rise of the Golden Crow clan, which is why he did this," the little Golden Crow analyzed.

"Maybe so, who can say for sure? Anyway, he's definitely acting like a good father right now," the Golden Crow remarked.

"It doesn't matter anymore. Whether it's a good father or a bad father, it doesn't matter to us. What we need to do now is to survive and develop, and then inherit the legacy of the demon race. Since Di Jun is so good to us, he must have left a backup plan. Besides, even if he didn't leave a backup plan, we know from our memories of our previous life that although the Lich King has retired, he has not been wiped out."

"Big brother is right. All we need to do is receive the demon race's legacy after the Lich War."

"Should I go to the West and become the Great Sun Tathagata for a while?" Little Golden Crow suddenly said at this moment.

"We'll see when the time comes. We can go if necessary," the Great Golden Crow said after thinking for a moment.

"Okay!" Little Golden Crow nodded.

After returning to the Demon Court from Nuwa Palace, Di Jun sent someone to contact the Three Pure Ones and the Two Sages of the West. Now that the decisive battle was imminent, Di Jun had no reason not to accept their promise.

Soon, the five sages arrived at the Demon Court. As for Nuwa, when Dijun entrusted the little golden crow to her, he never intended for Nuwa to be involved.

"Demon Emperor, tell me your plan," Jieyin said, looking at Dijun.

"I have no plan. My only plan is to kill the Thirteen Ancestral Witches. I think even if I did have a plan, you wouldn't follow it, would you?" Di Jun said to Zhunti, and then looked at the Three Pure Ones.

"Our Demon Court's plan is actually quite simple. I will lead the Zhou Tian Star Array to besiege the Witch Clan, while the Demon Emperor and the Ten Demon Saints will deal with the Thirteen Ancestral Witches. If they summon the true form of Pangu, then we will need the Saints to step in. I think if the Saints join forces, they should be able to deal with the true form of Pangu, right?" Fuxi stepped forward and said.

"Good!" Lao Tzu nodded after hearing this.

Although Hongjun Daozu was defeated by Pangu's true form, that was in a one-on-one situation. With Laozi and the other four joining forces, plus the Tongtian Zhuxian Sword Formation, dealing with Pangu's true form should not be a problem.

Thus, with the help of the sage, the power of the demon race and the witch race was once again balanced, and now it was time to see the final battle.

On the Wu tribe's side, they also began mobilizing troops after returning to Buzhou Mountain. However, they did not involve the Jiuli tribe. After all, the Jiuli tribe had human blood. This was a decisive battle between the Wu tribe and the demon tribe. Involving humans would not be good. In addition, the Jiuli tribe was the Wu tribe's last hope, and they would not destroy that hope with their own hands.

"Sigh! The thought of us having to abandon the sons of the Wu tribe makes my heart ache." Dijiang sighed as he looked at the busy Wu tribe sons.

"Elder brother, as my thirteenth brother said, there are gains and losses. If we want the Witch Clan to develop in the long term, necessary sacrifices are inevitable," Houtu said.

"Brother, none of us are feeling good either, but... never mind, I'm going to go see if the men of my Zhurong tribe are ready." Zhurong sighed and then left.

The other ancestral witches also sighed, and in the end, only Panhuang and Dijiang remained in front of the Pangu Hall.

"Thirteenth brother, are we doing the right thing?" Dijiang asked Panhuang.

"Brother, I don't know if it's right or wrong, but I do know that only in this way can the Witch Clan continue and gain better room for development." Pan Huang looked into the distance and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)