Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

"boom--"

Countless immortals and gods held their weapons horizontally, their eyes fixed fiercely on the Ancestral Witch.

Rebellion against Heaven!

If the Witch Clan has such thoughts, then the war will be restarted!

Dijiang's expression changed drastically, and even Zhurong and Gonggong were startled: "Fellow Daoist, our Wu clan has no such thoughts."

Haotian is now very powerful. My sister said that he has reached the edge of proving the Dao. Moreover, the position of Heavenly Emperor is equal to that of all saints, and he was also appointed by the Dao Ancestor.

If they dare to speak against Heaven, they will probably be executed immediately!

As for re-establishing the protagonist of the world...

Dijiang smiled bitterly to himself. Now that all the saints are betting on the human race, if they dare to have this idea, a group of saints might just wipe out the witch race!

"So, this is just Chi You's opinion?" Haotian raised an eyebrow and looked at Dijiang with a smile.

Dijiang's face turned pale. Gonggong was about to speak when Zhurong suddenly stopped him. "With our elder brother here, we can no longer speak recklessly."

"How does the Heavenly Emperor intend to deal with Chi You?" Di Jiang closed his eyes, giving an irrelevant answer.

Chi You stared blankly at Di Jiang with pained eyes. Was the Ancestral Witch going to abandon him?

As an ancestral witch, why abandon her people!

Haotian looked at Dijiang with a smile. This leader of the Ancestral Witches was indeed charismatic and shrewd, and he had even managed to pass the buck back to Dijiang.

However, the Wu tribe seems to still harbor delusions and has no intention of submitting to the Heavenly Court!

"With Empress Pingxin still alive in the Wu tribe, how can I arbitrarily kill members of the Wu tribe?" Haotian looked at Dijiang, who seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and slowly continued, "Since Chi You was reincarnated as a Wu person to compete for the throne of the Human Emperor, now that he has been defeated, he should be dealt with by the human race."

Dijiang breathed a sigh of relief. If Haotian didn't make a move, it meant that none of the other sages would either.

The true form of the Great Witch is not something that cultivators of the same realm can break; at most, they can only suppress it.

"Taibai, take him away and hand him over to Xuanyuan for disposal." Golden light gathered in Haotian's hand, and nine ancient azure dragons roared in unison, with streams of light from the Thirty-Three Heavens of the Heavenly Court converging on it.

"I will stamp the Heavenly Emperor's Seal on the Xuanyuan Sword. In the name of the Heavenly Emperor, I bestow upon the Xuanyuan Sword the property of being indestructible. This will tell him that Chi You is Chi You and the sorcerer is the sorcerer."

Taibai held the Heavenly Emperor's Seal in both hands and bowed, saying, "This humble immortal obeys the Emperor's decree."

The golden light flickered slightly, and Venus transformed into golden light, instantly carrying Chi You away from the South Heavenly Gate.

Dijiang clenched his fists, while Gonggong and Zhurong wore angry expressions, yet remained silent throughout.

"Xing Tian, ​​you have taken matters into your own hands to hunt down the Golden Crow Prince; you must atone for your sins!"

Haotian's voice rang out again, and Xingtian showed an incredulous expression. He only wanted to stop the little golden crows, not kill them.

"Fellow Daoist, this is going too far," Di Jiang said angrily. "Chi You's punishment was justified, but what wrong has Xing Tian done?"

"He blocked Kong Xuan from capturing Chi You and obstructed the enforcement of the law, so he should be punished!" Haotian looked at Dijiang without any emotion. "My Heavenly Court is the ruler of the Three Realms. Kong Xuan's disciple is the Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Suppression appointed by me. He descended to the mortal world to assist the Human Emperor. If his orders are ignored, then who else can put my Heavenly Court in their eyes?"

Dijiang took a deep breath: "Please forgive me, Heavenly Emperor. Xingtian was just confused because he was worried. I will take him back to the Pangu Palace and suppress him for 100,000 years."

"Why go through all that trouble? Just leave it to me." Haotian's expression turned cold. "The Witch Clan has been too restless these past few years. I'll teach Fellow Daoist Dijiang a lesson so you won't have trouble getting started."

Gonggong stepped forward and shouted, "Haotian, it was I who made the move, don't target Xingtian."

"Gonggong!" Dijiang roared, glaring angrily at his fourth brother. "You idiot, why are you causing trouble at a time like this?"

Haotian's eyes flashed with anger, then he laughed coldly, "Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, truly cares for his people!"

As soon as the words fell, the clanging of swords rang out outside the South Heavenly Gate, and a golden light flew out from the Dragon Virtue Palace, like a lithe dragon, graceful in form, leaving traces in the void.

The clear, melodious sword cry, carrying imperial might, resounded throughout the Thirty-Three Heavens and even reached the primordial land. Great supernatural beings who probed this place with their divine senses had their expressions change drastically. Such sharp sword energy! Even the void itself could hardly withstand such pressure.

"Spatial confinement!"

"Water and fire merge!"

The three Ancestral Witches acted together, and space was instantly frozen. Blades of space appeared, mingling with the divine fire of Zhurong and the true water of Gonggong, blocking Xingtian's path.

Haotian blinked, and the Haotian Sword floated down, cutting through the solidified space as easily as cutting tofu, annihilating the divine fire and true water within it inch by inch.

Dijiang and the other two stared blankly at the trajectory of the Haotian Sword. When the sword appeared, they had lost their connection with the laws within their bodies.

"Snap—"

The sword turned and struck Gonggong's face directly. Two blue teeth flew out, and Gonggong's right cheek swelled up. He slammed into the square outside the South Heavenly Gate, shattering the jade.

The immense impact shattered the surrounding clouds, shook the plaza, and even made the surrounding celestial soldiers and generals somewhat unsteady on their feet.

"I was so focused on Xing Tian that I forgot to deal with you. Since you've taken the initiative to take responsibility, then you'll have to bear it."

Haotian smiled coldly, his gaze fixed on Xingtian. A powerful aura rose from his body, carrying an irresistible will. The laws of the Emperor emanated from him, and even the laws of heaven and earth had to obey his commands.

"Sever his head and bury him in Changyang!"

A cold shout rang out, and the Haotian Sword vanished silently. When it reappeared, it lightly sliced ​​across Xing Tian's neck, and his fine head fell directly to the Thirty-Three Heavens, landing in an unnamed mountain in the primordial land.

The earth cracked open, the mountain peaks merged, and a boundary stone tablet grew out of the ground, with three bright red innate divine characters on it—Changyang Mountain.

Outside the South Heavenly Gate, blood gushed from Xing Tian's neck. He was barely breathing, and the giant axe and shield in his hands fell to the ground. The sound of the heavy objects hitting the ground seemed to wake him up.

"Where's my head!" a terrified voice came from Xing Tian's stomach. "I can't find my head."

He can't feel his head anymore!

"Haotian!" Zhu Rong raised his fist and charged forward, his entire body burning with the divine light of Zhu Rong, even the void was distorted by the burning.

"Stop!" Haotian uttered a single word and blew a breath, which sent Zhurong flying, landing beside Gonggong.

Haotian looked at Xingtian with great interest, his eyes gleaming. "Let me see if you can stand up again!"

After all, I didn't use any sealing power!

Xingtian groped around on the ground, but couldn't find his own head for a long time.

"ah--"

Xing Tian roared to the sky (?), but he had no head. He was kneeling on the ground, leaning back, in a posture of looking up at the sky.

As he roared, a murderous aura emanated from his body, and a fierce and violent energy surged from within him, carrying an inextinguishable fighting spirit that shook the very void.

In the next instant, powerful auras emanated from Xing Tian. He gradually stood up, his battle might radiating. Although he had no head, he seemed to still be looking up at the void.

The giant axe and shield that had fallen onto the plaza trembled incessantly, as if responding to his call.