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Chapter 46 The True Form of the Ancestral Witch (Combined Chapter)

Buzhou Mountain is a place.

The twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan revealed their true forms, growing to a height of tens of thousands of feet, terrifying beyond description, and seemingly surrounded by chaotic energy and the laws of the Great Dao.

They looked like chaotic demon gods, their terrifying aura shattering billions of miles of sky, their domineering and unparalleled momentum spreading across the endless void, fully displaying the divine might of the ancestral witches.

The remaining great shamans, leading countless shamanic armies, united their fighting spirit and soared into the sky, as if to tear the heavens apart.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Countless warriors of the Witch Clan roared in unison, their fighting spirit soaring to the heavens as they surged towards the Heavenly Court.

The demons stationed at the South Heavenly Gate felt an overwhelming surge of battle intent, an unstoppable divine might, and many demon soldiers and generals even trembled uncontrollably.

Upon seeing this, the twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan all revealed a smile. The ancestral witch Dijiang even shouted, "My lads, follow me and we will march on to the Heavenly Court!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the twelve ancestral witches of the Wu clan took the lead in attacking the South Heavenly Gate, advancing with unstoppable momentum. The demon clan guarding the South Heavenly Gate was simply unable to stop them.

When Di Jun arrived at the South Heavenly Gate, he saw that almost all the demons guarding the South Heavenly Gate had been slaughtered by the Wu Clan.

The twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan were charging towards the thirty-sixth heaven.

"Dijiang, how dare you do this!" Upon seeing this, Dijun roared angrily, and the True Fire of the Sun on his body shot into the sky, sweeping towards the leading ancestral witches of the witch clan.

"The sun is truly fiery!"

"Haha, you brat Di Jun, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Before the true fire of the sun could even subside, the ancestral witch Zhu Rong laughed loudly. Ninefold true fire, also emanating from his true form, surged into the sky, transforming into enormous fire serpents and dragons, blocking the oncoming true fire of the sun.

This Ninefold True Fire is the supreme divine fire of the ancestral witch Zhurong, with boundless power, no weaker than the Sun True Fire of Emperor Jun.

"Zhurong!" Upon seeing the Ancestral Witch Zhurong, Dijun was enraged and directly revealed his primordial spirit form. Above a half-acre-sized auspicious cloud, the divine light of the sun soared into the sky, transforming into a giant three-legged golden crow. Standing on the auspicious cloud, it cried out to the sky, scattering countless true solar fires, displaying boundless divine power.

This is precisely the primordial spirit manifestation of the demon race.

The next moment, Di Jun pointed at the three-legged golden crow on his primordial spirit dharma image. The three-legged golden crow looked up at the sky and let out a long cry, spitting out countless solar true fires that fell down. Among them were two beams of light, which were Di Jun's companion spiritual treasure, the Luoshu Hetu.

"The True Form of the Ancestral Witch!" Seeing Di Jun reveal his primordial spirit form, Zhu Rong roared and revealed a beast-headed, human-bodied form, covered in red scales, with fire snakes piercing his ears and fire dragons under his feet. Relying on his Ancestral Witch True Form, which was tens of thousands of feet tall, he neither dodged nor avoided the True Fire of the Sun and the innate spiritual treasure Luo Shu He Tu. Not only did he withstand the attack head-on, but he also took the opportunity to rush towards Di Jun.

Upon seeing Zhu Rong's ancestral witch true form, almost completely unharmed, and instead charging towards him, Di Jun's expression changed, and he exclaimed in horror, "What a powerful ancestral witch true form!"

Even with Di Jun's profound cultivation and supernatural powers, and by unleashing the True Fire of the Sun and the innate spiritual treasures Luo Shu and He Tu, he was still unable to subdue Zhu Rong's ancestral witch true form, demonstrating just how formidable the ancestral witches of the witch clan were.

Most importantly, Zhu Rong was only one of the twelve ancestral witches of the Wu tribe.

Little did they know that Zhu Rong was the ancestral witch of fire, and was least afraid of supernatural powers such as true fire. Moreover, although the Luoshu and Hetu were indeed innate spiritual treasures, they were not spiritual treasures for attack, but rather for calculating the secrets of heaven.

"Thump!"

Then a bell rang, sweeping across the entire prehistoric world.

It was Taiyi who arrived and used the innate treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, to block Dijun, using the supreme divine power of the innate treasure to stop Zhurong.

The Eastern Emperor Bell is a primordial treasure, the Chaos Bell, which can stabilize the earth, wind, water, and fire, and has the power to shake the universe. It can be said to be supremely powerful, far surpassing the Luoshu and Hetu.

The resounding bell tolled, the heavens and earth changed color, the universe trembled, and even the ancestral witch Zhurong was affected.

Almost simultaneously, Taiyi manifested his primordial spirit form. Above a half-acre-sized auspicious cloud, a three-legged golden crow spread its wings and transformed into countless true solar flames, including the innate treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, which crashed towards Zhurong.

Seeing this, Zhu Rong roared angrily and forcibly broke free from the restrictions of the Eastern Emperor Bell. Relying on the strength of his Ancestral Witch True Body, he colliding with the Eastern Emperor Bell, unleashing a tremendous bell-ringing sound.

The next moment, Zhu Rong was sent flying, while Donghuang Zhong was shaken so badly that Taiyi's face turned pale.

Clearly, the collision between Donghuang Zhong and Zhurong's ancestral witch form also affected Taiyi.

Not far away, the ancestral witches Dijiang, Jumang, Gonggong, and Qiangliang, seeing the extraordinary cultivation and supernatural powers of Dijun and Taiyi, roared and joined the battle.

Faced with the combined attack of several Ancestral Witches, Di Jun and Tai Yi quickly fell into a disadvantageous position and could only rely on the innate treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, to defend themselves.

When Fuxi and Nuwa saw that Dijun and Taiyi were being besieged by several ancestral witches, they were about to step forward to help when Tianwu, Xuanming, Houtu, and Zhujiuyin arrived together.

"Nuwa and Fuxi, you must not interfere in this matter, or don't blame us, the Ancestral Witches, for killing you both here!" Tianwu shouted at Nuwa and Fuxi.

Faced with the obstruction of four ancestral witches—Tianwu, Xuanming, Houtu, and Zhujiuyin—Nuwa and Fuxi's expressions changed, revealing hesitation.

The two had already witnessed the power of the Ancestral Witch's true form; even with Nuwa and Fuxi's cultivation and supernatural abilities, they would probably be helpless against it.

However, at this time, several ancestral witches of the witch clan had not yet joined the battle.

Among them, the Ancestral Witch Shebi Shi, with a blue face and fangs, ears like dog ears standing upright, and hands bluish-purple, was enveloped in rings of dark green poisonous mist. He charged directly into the demon army like a wolf among sheep.

In a short time, countless deadly poisons spread like rain and mist above the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, pouring down into the depths of the Heavenly Court. Countless demon soldiers and generals died tragically, their numbers too numerous to count.

Seeing this, Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, Fei Dan, and the other ten demon saints of the demon race roared in unison and joined forces to rush towards Shebi Shi, trying to stop him, otherwise the Heavenly Court would surely become a poisonous domain.

At this moment, a deafening battle cry rang out from outside the South Heavenly Gate.

"You little demon, your grandpa Xingtian is here!" With a loud roar, Xingtian and Jiufeng led several great shamans and countless shaman army soldiers to charge forward.

This put the demon race at a complete disadvantage, while the witch race was riding high.

The great shaman Xing Tian fought three demon saints alone, forcing Ying Zhao, Fei Dan, and Bai Ze to retreat repeatedly. The great shaman Jiu Feng also fought with several demon saints.

In an instant, countless demons were killed by the witch clan, resulting in rivers of blood and a terrifying scene with murderous aura soaring to the heavens.

Since the great war between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans in the past, no such great war has ever occurred in the primordial land!

At this moment, all the guests in the Lingxiao Palace came to watch the battle near the South Heavenly Gate.

"What a powerful Ancestral Witch True Form!" Dongwanggong saw Zhurong and Dijiang relying on their Ancestral Witch True Forms to beat Dijun, who roared in anger but was helpless. Even the True Fire of the Sun and the innate spiritual treasures Luoshu and Hetu could not harm the Ancestral Witch True Forms.

"This Ancestral Witch's true form is indeed formidable!" Zhen Yuanzi stared at the Ancestral Witches' true forms, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. Even with his Jade Sword, he probably couldn't do anything to the Ancestral Witches' true forms.

The true forms of these twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan are probably unbreakable except by innate killing spirit treasures or innate killing supreme treasures.

No wonder, in their previous lives, Emperor Jun and Taiyi slaughtered hundreds of millions of humans in order to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword.

"No wonder the Witch Clan dared to attack the Heavenly Court." Shangqing Daoist's lips were slightly dry. His Qingping Sword was also unable to break through the true form of the Ancestral Witch.

"However, Taiyi's companion spiritual treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, seems somewhat strange!" Shangqing Daoist's gaze fell on Taiyi's Eastern Emperor Bell, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Di Jun and Tai Yi were only able to barely withstand the siege of several ancestral witches of the Wu clan thanks to the protection of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

This Eastern Emperor Bell is far too powerful.

"It is indeed somewhat strange." Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the Eastern Emperor Bell and said, "If I am not mistaken, this Eastern Emperor Bell should be the legendary innate treasure, the Chaos Bell!"

The Primordial Treasure, the Chaos Bell!

The Eastern King Duke and the Three Pure Ones were both visibly shocked. "It's actually a supreme innate treasure!"

"This Chaos Bell was formed from the broken axe of the great god Pangu who created the world. It can stabilize the earth, wind, water, and fire, and suppress the fortune." As he said this, Zhen Yuanzi seemed to glance at the Three Pure Ones.

Logically speaking, the Three Pure Ones are the manifestations of the primordial spirit of the Great God Pangu, and should be able to wield the three innate treasures: the Taiji Diagram, the Pangu Banner, and the Chaos Bell.

However, when the three sermons at Zixiao Palace in his previous life ended and Hongjun Daozu bestowed treasures upon a group of people, Taiqing Daoist received the Taiji Diagram, Yuqing Daoist received the Pangu Banner, and Shangqing Daoist received the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the Zhuxian Formation Diagram.

The innate treasure, the Chaos Bell, disappeared without a trace after the end of the Lich War.

This is why the Jie Sect lacked a supreme innate treasure to suppress its fortune.

"No wonder, Di Jun and Tai Yi used the Eastern Emperor Bell to suppress the Heavenly Court's fortune of the demon race." The Taoist Taiqing frowned almost imperceptibly.

Innate spiritual treasures are hard to come by, and innate supreme treasures that can suppress destiny are even rarer.

Even with the temperament of the Taoist Master Taiqing, he couldn't help but feel a slight ripple.

In response, Zhen Yuanzi thought of the innate twelfth-grade Pure White Lotus and the innate twelfth-grade Destruction Black Lotus in the Chaos Spirit Spring.

These two innate twelve-petal lotus flowers, though not as powerful as the Taiji Diagram, the Pangu Banner, or the Chaos Pearl, can still suppress fortune.

In the past, the Buddhist sect used the innate twelve-grade golden lotus of merit to suppress the fortune.

"How could the Chaos Bell, a supreme innate treasure, be Taiyi's companion spiritual treasure?" Daoist Yuqing looked puzzled, and even felt a hint of displeasure in his heart.

After all, the Three Pure Ones are the true descendants of Pangu.

But before them were not only the twelve ancestral witches of the Wu clan, who were extremely powerful, relying on the ancestral witch true bodies passed down from the great god Pangu.

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Di Jun and Tai Yi possess the Chaos Bell, a primordial treasure used by the great god Pangu to create the primordial world.

In contrast, although the Three Pure Ones have inherited the primordial spirit of the Great God Pangu, they do not understand the true form of the Ancestral Witches, nor do they possess any accompanying spiritual treasures.

"I don't know about that," Zhen Yuanzi shook his head.

Not only him, but even Di Jun and Tai Yi probably don't know about this.

At this moment, Dongwanggong looked at the tragic scene at Nantianmen and Buzhou Mountain and shook his head with a bitter smile, saying, "This great war between the Wu and Yao tribes has left countless dead and wounded, with vengeful spirits wailing endlessly, reminding me of the great war between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes in the past."

Upon hearing Dongwanggong's words, Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly and said, "This great war between the Wu and Yao races has resulted in the deaths of countless lives. I wonder how the two races intend to end this?"

"Fellow Daoist, do you wish to go and dissuade him?" Upon hearing Zhen Yuanzi's words, Daoist Yuqing couldn't help but ask.

"That is indeed my intention," Zhen Yuanzi nodded.

The Three Pure Ones and Nuwa have not yet attained sainthood, and the Demon Clan's Zhou Tian Xing Chen Grand Array and the Witch Clan's Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Grand Array have not yet appeared.

It is clear that this conflict between the Lich and Demon races is only the beginning of the Lich War, and the two races will not continue to kill each other indefinitely.

Moreover, the Wu Clan had no intention of completely annihilating the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court; otherwise, why would the twelve Ancestral Wu Clan members have not yet set up the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation?

Furthermore, the decline of the demon race and the dominance of the witch race over the prehistoric world were by no means a good thing for Zhen Yuanzi and other great supernatural beings of the prehistoric world.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you have this plan?" Shangqing Daoist looked puzzled. Zhen Yuanzi didn't seem to have much of a relationship with Dijun and Taiyi, so why did he want to go and dissuade him?

"The decline of the demon race and the dominance of the witch race in the prehistoric world are not good things for us cultivators either," Zhen Yuanzi said bluntly.

The mutual restraint between the Lich and Demon races is in the best interests of the cultivators.

Otherwise, with the Wu Clan dominating the prehistoric world, given the temperaments of the twelve ancestral Wu Clan members and their great Wu Clan members, they would inevitably clash with the cultivators over time.

"Fellow Daoist, that is very true." Daoist Taiqing nodded in agreement and said, "We should indeed go and try to dissuade him."

Seeing this, Dongwanggong, Yuqing Daoren, and Shangqing Daoren naturally all agreed.

The next moment, everyone arrived at the battlefield between the Lich and Demon races. With a loud "boom," Di Jun and Tai Yi were knocked down by several ancestral witches of the Lich race, their faces pale and their appearance disheveled.

"Dijiang!" Dijun was furious, wishing he could kill Dijiang and all the other ancestral witches on the spot.

At the same time, he was also shocked and furious at the true form of the Ancestral Witch. If he could not find a way to break the true form of the Ancestral Witch in the future, he was afraid that the demon race would find it difficult to compete with the witch race, let alone rule the prehistoric world.

Seeing the scene before them, the Three Pure Ones revealed a faint smile. The dignified Heavenly Emperor and the Eastern Emperor of the Demon Clan were in such a sorry state; it was utterly laughable.

"We hope that you esteemed Ancestral Witches will grant us some face and allow the Witch and Demon races to cease hostilities!" Zhen Yuanzi, Dong Wanggong, and the Three Pure Ones all spoke up in unison to persuade them.

The guests who had arrived also began to speak.

"Fellow True Immortals, it is not that our Wu Clan wants to stir up conflict, but that the Demon Clan's Di Jun and Tai Yi are ambitious and actually want to control the primordial world. That is why we have stationed our troops at Buzhou Mountain."

Dijiang flashed with light, withdrew his Ancestral Witch true form, and said to Zhen Yuanzi and the others, "As long as the demon race no longer rules the prehistoric world, our witch race can naturally stop and retreat."

Upon hearing this, Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the group of demon saints all changed their expressions drastically, glaring angrily at Di Jiang, wishing they could devour him alive.

"Dijiang, do you dare to fight me to the death?" Taiyi stood up, pointed at Dijiang, and wanted to fight Dijiang one-on-one.

"Fellow cultivators, this is not because our Wu tribe is unwilling to withdraw." After saying this, Dijiang looked calmly at Taiyi and said, "Do you think this Wu tribe member dares not fight you to the death?"

Hearing Taiyi and Dijiang's words, Nuwa stepped forward and said, "Ancestral Witch Dijiang, Fellow Daoist Taiyi, please hear what I have to say."

"No matter what, we must not continue this fight, otherwise the Lich and Demon races will suffer the same fate as the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin races!"

"Therefore, I urge all the Ancestral Witches and fellow Daoists Di Jun and Tai Yi to cease their actions."

Seeing Nuwa speak, Dijun and Taiyi could only grit their teeth and nod, which was considered as agreeing.

Seeing this, Dijiang said to Zhenyuanzi and the others, "Esteemed True Persons, if you have time, you may visit our Ancestral Witch Tribe."

After saying this, Dijiang ordered the entire Wu tribe army to withdraw from the South Heavenly Gate and return to their respective tribes, intending to hold a grand celebration.

After this battle, the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court suffered heavy losses, while the twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan became renowned throughout the prehistoric world. Even the most powerful beings in the prehistoric world had to give way to the Witch Clan.

It can be said that Dijiang and the ancestral witches of the witch clan have achieved their goal.

Otherwise, given the temperament of the ancestral witch of the Wu tribe, even with the dissuasion of powerful figures like Zhen Yuanzi, the Three Pure Ones, and the Eastern King Duke, Di Jiang's decision could not be changed.

Seeing the ancestral witches and the main army of the witch clan gradually withdraw from the South Heavenly Gate and Buzhou Mountain, Di Jun and Taiyi were unwilling, but dared not fight with the witch clan again. They could only swallow their anger for the time being and settle their score with the witch clan later.

"Di Jun and Tai Yi thank you all, fellow Daoists!"

"Thank you, fellow Daoists Fuxi and Nuwa!" Dijun and Taiyi thanked Zhenyuanzi, the Three Pure Ones, Dongwanggong, and other great supernatural beings, as well as Nuwa and Fuxi.

If it weren't for the intervention of powerful figures like Zhen Yuanzi, the Three Pure Ones, and the Eastern King, Di Jun and Tai Yi would have been at a loss for how to handle the situation.

Nuwa and Fuxi, although they did not fight against the ancestral witches of the Wu tribe, they held back four of them. Otherwise, if four more ancestral witches had attacked them, Dijun and Taiyi would have been in an even more difficult situation.

"Fellow Daoists, there's no need for that. This humble Daoist and my fellow Daoists simply do not wish to see any living beings suffer calamity," Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Di Jun and Tai Yi expressed their gratitude once more and invited Zhen Yuanzi, the Three Pure Ones, the Eastern King Duke, and others back to the Lingxiao Palace, intending to personally entertain them.

However, Zhen Yuanzi, the Three Pure Ones, and the Eastern King Duke saw that the Heavenly Court was full of dilapidated palaces and the corpses of demons scattered everywhere, so they politely declined.

(End of this chapter)