Honghuang: The Golden Crow Emperor, starts by robbing the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 89: The Twelve Ancestral Witches Become Saints Together

The crisis is over, and it's time to settle accounts.

"Hou Tu, you killed my brother, and today I will make you pay with your life."

Nuwa looked at Houtu angrily. Now she was a saint of the second level, while Houtian was only a saint of the first level, so she would definitely win.

As soon as Nuwa finished speaking, Dijiang's voice came from Pangu Temple: "How dare you bully my sister Hou Tu?"

As the voice fell, eleven powerful auras burst out from the Pangu Temple, and eleven ancestor witches flew out.

"This breath..."

"All the ancestors of witches have become saints. How is this possible?!"

"Isn't it said that the Wu clan has no soul and cannot become a saint?"

The eyes of the powerful men almost popped out of their heads.

The Three Pure Ones and other saints were also confused.

“No, this aura is wrong. They have sanctified their physical bodies.” Jie Yin discovered a clue.

Zixiao Palace, Hongjun and Tiandao could no longer sit still. All the twelve ancestor witches became saints, the underground tunnels were fully revived, and their strategy to control the prehistoric world was aborted.

They were naturally unwilling to do so, but they were afraid of Pangu's will. After hesitating again and again, they still did not dare to take action. Their fear of Pangu was deep-rooted.

After becoming a saint, Di Jiang became confident again and resumed his former domineering attitude. He snorted coldly at the chaos outside the sky and deliberately provoked Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao.

Ling Xiao was speechless for a while. This guy was really reckless.

But Nuwa was embarrassed. Even though she was now a saint of the second level, she could not defeat the twelve saints of the first level. The twelve ancestor witches, after becoming saints, would use the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, which had a power that could absolutely destroy the heaven and earth. It was hard to say whether she could withstand a single axe.

Hou Tu ignored Nuwa and flew to Di Jiang, crying with excitement and joy. They had finally completely changed the fate of the Wu clan, and they, the brother and sister, could be together forever.

After the excitement, the twelve brothers and sisters each squeezed out a drop of blood and injected it into the earth's veins.

Suddenly, the earth shook and the tunnel completely revived.

"God of the Underworld, I am Hou Tu, the ancient witch. I feel that the ancient world is incomplete, so I opened up the underworld and established the six paths of reincarnation as a place for the dead souls to return to."

"From now on, the Wu Clan will retreat to the Netherworld and establish the Underworld to maintain the cycle of reincarnation, leaving a glimmer of hope for the living beings, and use the Pangu Temple to suppress the fate."

"The Netherworld, stand."

"The underworld, stand."

Hou Tu swore an oath to the tunnel, and her voice spread throughout the world.

The earth shook, the underworld was opened up, and merits were bestowed from the underground tunnels. Sixty percent flew to Hou Tu, twenty percent fell to the surviving witches, and twenty percent fell to Pangu Temple.

Hou Tu did something completely opposite to Nuwa. She did not monopolize the merits. With a wave of her hand, she gave 20% of the merits to the other eleven ancestor witches, and gave the remaining 40% to all the members of the witch clan.

Two merits are enough to cleanse the calamity energy in the bodies of the eleven ancestor witches. Although the remaining merits cannot completely cleanse the calamity energy in the bodies of the witch clan members, they can greatly reduce the impact of the calamity energy.

Under the effect of merit, the injuries of the Wu clan members have mostly healed. Given Nuwa's selfishness, the Wu clan members were so moved that they cried at this moment. It turned out that their Wu clan was united and friendly.

The demons also cried out of envy, and were even more heartbroken towards Nuwa, the Demon King.

Seeing this strong contrast, Nuwa's face turned pale. She no longer had the face to stay here. She snorted coldly and returned to the Queen Nuwa Palace.

From beginning to end, he never looked at the demon clan once and didn't care about their life or death at all.

What’s even more amazing is that Nuwa had previously collected Fuxi’s relics and taken away the demon-summoning banner that was used to suppress the demon clan’s luck.

When the demon clan was first established, in order to facilitate management, each member of the clan contributed a wisp of demon soul and put it into the demon summoning flag. The Demon King could control each member of the clan through the demon summoning flag.

Only Fuxi, Nuwa and Kunpeng did not have it, and the other demon clan members were controlled by the demon flag. Nuwa did not care about the life and death of the demon clan, and took away the demon flag to control the demon clan.

The demon clan is now headed by Bai Ze, and Bai Ze has no reason to ask for the Demon Summoning Banner, which was originally Nuwa's magic weapon.

In addition, although Nuwa said at the beginning that she had no relationship with the demon clan anymore, she did not swear to the Heaven that she would no longer be the Demon King. Without swearing to the Heaven, her words would be of no use.

Nuwa is still enjoying the good fortune and blessings of the demon clan.

This is to wipe out the demon clan, but the demon clan does not dare to turn against Nuwa. The demon clan is doomed to decline, and the last connection with Nuwa is the last umbrella of protection for the demon clan.

This time, Nuwa's true face was completely exposed. Ling Xiao complained in his heart that Hongjun was not a good guy, and none of his disciples were good either. Only Tongtian was acceptable.

Then, Tongtian had a miserable end.

It is just as the saying goes, when turbidity becomes the norm, innocence becomes a sin, and turbidity cannot accommodate innocence.

"After a thousand years, the underworld will be established. Welcome all Taoist friends to visit the underworld."

Hou Tu left a word and led all the members of the Wu clan to the sea of ​​blood. The entrance to the underworld was below the sea of ​​blood.

From then on, the Wu clan officially withdrew from the prehistoric land.

This was what Ling Xiao and the Twelve Ancestral Witches had originally discussed. Since they relied on the tunnels, they were no match for Hongjun and retreated to the Netherworld, leaving Hongjun no reason to attack.

First, stay calm and improve your strength, and then look for Hongjun to settle accounts when you are strong enough.

After watching the excitement, the three Lingxiao brothers returned to Penglai Mountain to continue their retreat.

The powerful men looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never expected that the great battle between the liches and wizards would end with such a result.

Although the witch clan suffered heavy casualties, with only less than ten million of the billions of witch clan members left alive, the twelve ancestor witches all survived. The sanctified twelve ancestor witches unleashed the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, the power of which was unimaginable.

If the Taoist Ancestor did not come out, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would become the strongest in the prehistoric world.

Who is stronger, the Twelve Ancestral Witches or the Three Golden Crows, once again becomes a suspense.

The Witch Clan had gains and losses, but the Demon Clan suffered miserably, losing miserably. The Demon King died, and carrying the calamity on his shoulders, his downfall was inevitable.

Nuwa doesn't care about the demon clan, maybe one day the demon clan will completely disappear.

The Witch Clan retreated to the underworld, collected the souls of the dead, and maintained the cycle of reincarnation. They could constantly gain merit, and the accumulated water would form an abyss. One day they would be able to cleanse the evil spirit in their bodies. The Witch Clan still retained the possibility of dominating the world.

More importantly, the Taoist Ancestor once said that the witch clan has no primordial spirit, and becoming a saint requires great opportunity and great fortune, and the possibility is extremely small.

They could understand Hou Tu's becoming a saint. Establishing reincarnation and creating new life for the dead souls was a great merit. There was nothing wrong with her becoming a saint, and everyone accepted it.

But how could the other ancient witches, who only brought destruction to the ancient world but had no merits, even crashed into Mount Buzhou and almost destroyed the ancient world, still become saints?

At this moment, they couldn't help but doubt what Daozu said.

Daozu said that the way of proving the Dao by law was not feasible, but the Three Golden Crows succeeded. Daozu said that it was difficult for the witch clan to become a saint, but all the twelve witch ancestors became saints...

The Three Pure Ones, Jie Yin and Zhunti, at this moment, are thinking about how to divide the merits and fortune of the underworld.

As long as the six realms of reincarnation continue to operate, the underworld can continuously gain merit. Every time a dead soul is sent to reincarnation, merit can be gained.

Although it is a small amount, it will add up over the years.

Even though they have become saints now, the blessings of merit and luck on them are still enormous.

The method of obtaining merit in the underworld can be said to be the simplest. As long as they can settle in the underworld, they can share the merit and luck. How can they not be tempted?

(End of this chapter)