Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 933 The war begins

The human settlement at the foot of the mountain seems to be developing into a city.

With millions of humans gathered together and a huge amount of resources consumed every day, it is indeed a bit of a burden.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and looked at the witch clan’s base. The overall strength of the witch clan was much higher than that of the human race. Now that the two clans were cooperating, they could fight against the demon clan.

Soon, Murong Ji saw Dayi slowly walking up the mountain.

"Your Majesty, the Ancestral Witch invites you to discuss matters at your home. The Ancestral Witch Hou Tu is in seclusion, and Xing Tian is not here either..."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Dayi's slightly embarrassed expression, and knew what he was thinking.

At this moment, he probably knew that he was no longer qualified to inherit Hou Tu's position.

The entire Wu clan almost excluded Dayi because of blood reasons. Even though Dayi is now stronger than Xingtian, he is of human blood after all.

Murong Ji laughed foolishly: "Why? Are you upset about being ostracized by the Wu Clan? Is my human bloodline so shameful?"

Hou Yi smiled bitterly and said sullenly: "I was originally a good witch, and Hou Tu Wu Zu also valued me. I was the original successor..."

"It's all because of you, my king... I... I ended up like this..."

Murong Ji's face was full of smiles. He couldn't help laughing when he saw Dayi. "You deserve it. Who told you to pay attention to Fenghua?"

"Among the Xiantian human race, only five of them have names, and they were given by the Holy Mother herself. But you just kept thinking about Fenghua. I didn't kill you at that time because I was giving face to Hou Tu."

Dayi turned his back angrily, not bothering to pay attention to Murong Ji.

Murong Ji followed Dayi and walked towards Pangu Palace. He was not afraid of resentment or losing temper, but he was afraid of hiding the resentment in his heart, otherwise... he couldn't stay...

They walked down the mountain together and when they were near Pangu Temple, Dayi left because he was not allowed to enter Pangu Temple.

Murong Ji looked at Dayi's lost back and stretched lazily with a smile. The system of the Wu clan was extremely deadly, but he didn't want to remind him or change it.

Walking into Pangu Hall, Murong Ji stood at the door and glanced at the eleven people in the hall.

The eleven ancient witches sat cross-legged under the statue of Pangu, looking at him with burning eyes.

Murong Ji represents the Hou Tu tribe. At this time, for humans and witches, Hou Tu's becoming a saint is more important than anything else.

Right now, Houtu is in seclusion to smelt the Three Corpses, and it is at a critical moment. Otherwise, why would she let Murong Ji come.

Furthermore, Hou Tu brought Murong Ji to see the Father God...

Murong Ji walked to the middle position, stopped for a moment, looked around, and saw only an empty cushion right above him, which was the position of Hou Tu.

The Wu clan was ranked according to their military strength. Hou Tu was in seclusion at this time, so this place was empty.

Murong Ji stepped forward, picked up the cushion, placed it next to Dijiang, and sat cross-legged next to Dijiang.

For a moment, there was silence.

Murong Ji glanced at everyone and knew that he had touched their sore spot.

"What's going on? Are you talking? Is there anyone else who hasn't arrived yet?!"

As soon as Murong Ji spoke, the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They were very happy that Murong Ji did not sit in the top seat.

"We are about to have a decisive battle with the demons. This war will be very brutal. We want the authority of the human race..."

As Di Jiang finished speaking, all the witch ancestors looked at Murong Ji's reaction.

Logically speaking, he was the younger generation, but for some reason, Murong Ji put a lot of pressure on them.

Except Dijiang, no one spoke first.

Murong Ji was silent for a moment, then he said, "I want the authority to lead this war, for both the human race and the witch race."

"impossible!"

Murong Ji did not even look at who was against it, but said calmly: "The Wu Clan has always been ranked by force, so if anyone among you can beat me, I will naturally retreat behind the scenes, how about that?"

After he finished speaking, there was silence in Pangu Hall. Murong Ji was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

"But! You are not from the witch clan!"

"The alliance between the two tribes is on the line of life and death. Does it matter whether it is the witch tribe or not? As long as we can defeat the demon tribe, it doesn't matter who is the commander!"

There was another silence. Several witch ancestors gathered together and whispered for a long time. Murong Ji sat cross-legged on the side and did not interfere.

After a long time, Di Jiang said: "How confident are you that you can surpass the command ability of Shang Yang and Bai Ze? Even... Fu Xi."

Murong Ji said calmly: "You all know that I also understand the things of Yi Dao."

Di Jiang was silent again, then nodded, "If you are sure, do as you say."

"Okay! In that case, the first order I give is that all tribes of the Wu and Human races, those at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm and above, humans and Wus! are under my control!"

"Secondly, all the people and the Wu tribe will be dispersed. One hundred and twenty people form a team, led by Taiyi Xuanxian!"

"Third..."

In fourteen consecutive orders, Murong Ji tried his best to gather power in his own hands. The gap between the human race and the witch race was too great, which was a racial issue.

The human race was relatively better, but the divisions among the Wu tribe were too severe, especially between the Zhurong tribe and the Gonggong tribe. The conflicts were so severe that they were like mortal enemies.

These things should have been done by Hou Tu. It would be more appropriate for her to do them since she is the actual commander of the Wu clan after all.

But now Hou Tu is in seclusion, Murong Ji can only suppress it forcefully.

After the negotiation was completed, the first thing Murong Ji did after leaving Pangu Temple was to completely break up all the tribes and reorganize the tribes around Pangu Temple.

It was arranged according to the specifications of military camps in later generations.

It took more than a year for humans and the witch tribe to live together completely, organize battle formations, and practice formations.

Murong Ji had taught these things to the human race, and he also used the combined attack formation to show off his power in the prehistoric world for a while.

Nowadays, some humans are teaching other members of the Wu Clan one by one a series of methods, including how to deploy troops, how to set up formations, how to change formations, how to encircle, and kill, etc.

Murong Ji wanted the human race to subtly influence the witch tribe that they lived with, and of course, also to promote intermarriage among them.

The days that followed were even more peaceful. News came from all directions of the human race, revealing that a large number of demons were marching towards the Heavenly Palace.

Murong Ji could often see countless monsters flying overhead, but he did not stop them.

At this point, it is useless to stop them, so it is better to kill them in one go.

Every day was a little tense. The air was filled with the aura of death before the war, which weighed heavily on people's hearts.

It seems like death is looming over me every day.

Murong Ji put down the paper and pen in his hand, looked at the ideas he had sorted out, nodded, and the next step was to be prepared for some unexpected events.

For example, the saint...

No one in Hou Tu has become a saint, so I don’t know whether Nuwa will take action... Whether she will help the demon clan or the human clan is an unknown.

After all, the luck of the demon race is too great, and there are many demons in the world...

Listening to the rumbling drums outside, Murong Ji stood up and walked towards the outside of Yuqing Palace. [If my guess is correct, the Saint Taiqing should go to block Nuwa's door...]

After all, the fact that Saint Taiqing accepted Xuandu as his founding disciple showed his attitude.

Standing at the gate of Yuqing Palace and looking up, you can see the flourishing Nantianmen in the sky.

At this time, Nantianmen looks exactly like it originally does, with such majestic aura that it is worthy of being the top of Zhoushan Mountain.

At this time, the Heavenly Court no longer needed to hide its purpose. They were confident that they had the power to wipe out the witch clan and the human race.

Murong Ji stretched lazily, then gave the order for the army to march forward!

The sound of war drums and trumpets gradually grew louder, and the army was like a dragon, organizing its battle formation. Everyone's aura and magic power gathered together and blessed the generals in front.

Another drum beat sounded, and the army slowly pressed towards the Nantianmen.

At the same time, the ancient witches gathered with the cultivators above the Taiyi Golden Immortal. A man with a serious expression stood beside Murong Ji, watching the large number of troops flying to the top of Zhou Mountain.

"We attack first... is it really possible?!"

"The South Heaven Gate is not just a gate! It is also a defensive formation. Even the twelve of us joined forces and were unable to break through it..."

Murong Ji waved his hand, "Di Jiang, can you still activate the Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Gods and Demons Array now?"

Di Jiang was silent for a moment, then said in a muffled voice: "It is possible, but without Hou Tu, the power is indeed somewhat..."

Murong Ji's sight fell on Jiufeng who was behind the ancestor witches. This woman's strength was not low. Although she could not reach the level of the ancestor witches, she was the strongest among the great witches.

His eyes flashed, and he saw a woman behind Jiufeng. Murong Ji was not unfamiliar with her. That was Di Luo, the Di Luo who almost became his wife.

Murong Ji waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. After the South Heaven Gate is breached, you can directly use the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation to charge into the Heaven Realm. Don't worry about anything else and fight against the main force of the demon clan."

Dijiang looked solemn. He glanced at his brothers and sisters behind him, and his eyes fell on Zhurong and Gonggong, who had bruises on their heads. He felt a little heavy in his heart.

The two men lowered their heads and didn't say anything, obviously they were tortured badly by Murong Ji.

Even the look he gave Murong Ji was a little frightened.

"Okay, what if we can't break through the South Heaven Gate?" Di Jiang asked with a slightly frowned brow.

"I am Jiang from the human race, and I am at your disposal."

The sound of the war drums rumbled, the third drum, accompanied by the sound of the horn, but there was an inexplicable rhythm and sadness, as if it was praising those who would never leave.

After several generations, Murong Ji had commanded large-scale wars and was experienced in conducting wars in an orderly manner.

It was not until this moment that Murong Ji felt a little relieved.

Only when the situation is under his control can he feel a little more at ease.

Nowadays, except for Murong Ji and several human ancestors, the one with the highest cultivation level in the entire human race is Suiren.

Murong Ji also sent him to lead the charge. The huge army slowly approached the Nantianmen, and through the Nantianmen they could see the demon tribe also lined up inside.

(End of this chapter)