Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 24: The Great Witch's Corpse (Please Collect)
Queen Mother of the West was meditating and cultivating her Qi in the West Kunlun Mountains. Upon hearing Cang Luan's report, she rose and rode a cloud of light over to Li Xuanyang. She bowed and congratulated him, saying, "Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on achieving the perfection of your Dao and the Great Way."

"I have asked Cang Luan to prepare spiritual fruits and spiritual drinks, and am waiting to sit down with fellow Daoist."

"Thank you for your hospitality, fellow Daoist." Li Xuanyang returned the greeting and said, "I haven't been back to the mountain in thousands of years. I've been planning to do so for a while now. I will definitely come to West Kunlun to visit you one day."

There are only the Golden Crane and the Silver Crane boys guarding Xuanyang Mountain. Now, thousands of years have passed, and no one knows what is going on, or whether the innate spiritual root banana tree has blossomed and borne fruit.

Unfortunately, the last time I went back to the mountain to get the innate twelve-grade pure white lotus, I was in too much of a hurry and didn’t use the innate spiritual water to water it.

"Then I won't try to keep you, fellow Taoist." Seeing that Li Xuanyang was determined to leave, Queen Mother of the West didn't try to persuade him to stay.

"Goodbye, fellow Daoist!" Li Xuanyang said goodbye and asked the nine-headed feathered insect to reveal its true form. He got on its back and flew towards the inland of the prehistoric world.

"Goodbye, Your Majesty!" The nine-headed feathered insect also turned its head and shouted to the Queen Mother of the West.

"This fellow Daoist Xuanyang is indeed a man of virtue." Looking at Li Xuanyang riding away on the nine-headed feathered insect, Queen Mother of the West smiled lightly, a divine light flashed under her feet, and she stood above the void. She waved her hand and shot out a divine light, which broke up the spiritual veins of the place and shattered the place where yin and yang met. Only some yin and yang energy remained.

It is estimated that it will dissipate in a short time and turn into an ordinary spiritual land.

From then on, East and West Kunlun became two separate mountains, their destinies could no longer be connected, and they had no connection anymore.

Leaving the West Kunlun area, it gradually becomes desolate. Only near a few mountains do some ordinary wild beasts and savage beasts appear. The rest of the place is desolate.

Li Xuanyang was no longer surprised by this.

On the contrary, the Nine-Headed Feathered Insect saw such a desolate place for the first time and could not help but mutter a few words, "It's not as lively as the South China Sea."

Originally, it wanted to take advantage of the way back to see the lively scene on the ancient land, so that it could brag about it to the Golden Crane and Silver Crane Boys, but it didn't expect that all it saw was desolation along the way.

The nine-headed feathered insect simply concentrated on its journey, and it didn't know how much wilderness it had flown across. It was about to leave the southwest and arrive at the inland of the primitive world.

However, a desert suddenly appeared in front of them.

There were flying sand and rocks and strong winds.

The nine-headed feathered insect had achieved perfect cultivation as a Golden Immortal, so it was naturally not afraid of the flying sand and rocks. It shook its nine huge heads and flew straight into the desert.

Soon, it had penetrated deep into the desert. Thousands of miles ahead, a red cloud inexplicably appeared, like a sea of ​​fire.

The next moment, the red clouds changed, like a sea of ​​blood in the underworld, with rolling waves, surging sea, and huge sand waves.

Among them, huge hurricanes emerged, connecting the sky and the earth, and turned into a huge storm.

The Nine-Headed Feathered Insect paused at the sight, and turned to look at Li Xuanyang, who was meditating with his eyes closed, on its back, and whispered, "Master, there's something strange up ahead!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xuanyang slowly opened his eyes and saw that the situation in front of him was indeed a little strange, just as the Nine-headed Feathered Insect had said.

But it was not a blood-colored cloud, nor was it a sea of ​​blood from the underworld. Instead, it was a piece of sand blown up by the strong wind, which appeared red when illuminated by the sunlight.

"Go and take a look." Li Xuanyang ordered.

The nine huge heads of the Nine-headed Feathered Insect roared, and a layer of light appeared around its body, and it fell into the wind and sand.

The further they advanced, the stronger the sandstorm became. Even the Nine-Headed Feathered Insect's control of the cloud light felt a slight hindrance, forcing it to slow down. They even inexplicably sensed a sense of pressure. The next moment, the Nine-Headed Feathered Insect subconsciously stopped its auspicious cloud. A massive white skeleton appeared before them, standing tall in the desert. The entire skeleton was as white as jade, and shimmered with wisps of light.

"Skeleton of a wild beast!" Li Xuanyang exclaimed softly while sitting on the back of the nine-headed feathered insect.

This skeleton looks much larger than the nine-headed feathered insect's body, and exudes bursts of Taiyi aura. It should come from a wild beast or a strange beast.

"Master, this is the skeleton of a wild beast with the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal!" Looking at the wild beast skeleton so close, the Nine-headed Feathered Insect felt a tingling sensation on its scalp and feathers all over its body.

"It's okay, keep going." Li Xuanyang waved his hand and sent out a ray of light, covering the nine-headed feathered insect.

"Okay!" Seeing Li Xuanyang cast out the protective divine light, the nine-headed feathered insect suddenly became bolder, shaking its nine huge heads and continuing to ride the cloud light forward.

In just a journey of ten thousand miles, they encountered no less than six or seven huge skeletons of wild beasts, all of which had at least reached the level of Golden Immortal in their lifetime.

The further you go, the more bones you encounter. There are even giant human-shaped bones that appear. They are also very large and definitely not left by ordinary creatures.

"It seems to be the witch clan!" Li Xuanyang said to himself.

These human-shaped bones were obviously left behind by the Wu Clan. It seemed that this was a battlefield or hunting ground between the Wu Clan and wild beasts.

As they walked, a huge corpse suddenly appeared in the wind and sand. It was at least five or six thousand feet in size, like a mountain. Countless evil spirits emanated from the corpse, stirring up hurricanes in the air.

Not far from the corpse, there stood a tall stone tablet, as black as ink, which seemed to be an ordinary iron stone.

However, despite being blown by the wind and sand, the stone tablet remained motionless and showed no damage at all. Instead, it exuded a sense of anger and unwillingness.

"The Great Shaman of the Wu Clan!" Li Xuanyang's feet flashed with light as he approached the huge corpse and looked it up and down. "I wonder which ancestral tribe of the Wu Clan this Great Shaman was from. Why did he perish here? Even his body wasn't taken away."

After looking at it for a few times, Li Xuanyang set his sights on the stone tablet. He was shocked to see densely packed words written on it. They were very similar to the innate divine text, but the meaning was completely different. It seemed to be an unfamiliar text.

"Master, what does the innate divine text written above mean?" The nine-headed feathered insect staggered over and looked at the corpse of the great witch and the stone tablet in front of it, amazed.

"This is the writing of the witch clan, not the innate divine writing." Li Xuanyang also felt a little curious about the words on the stone tablet.

It was rumored in previous lives that Kunpeng, the great sage of the demon clan, had created a type of writing called Demon Script, and therefore he was called the Demon Master by hundreds of millions of demon clan members.

I have never heard that the Wu tribe has Wu writing.

However, the Wu clan is the descendant of the great god Pangu, so it is natural for them to create Wu writing.

When traveling in the ancient times, he had encountered some witch tribes, but he had never come into contact with witch writing. It seemed that only a few great witches and ancestor witches of the witch tribe mastered witch writing.

Thinking of this, Li Xuanyang's heart moved, and he immediately showed three flowers, using the power of his soul and the laws to comprehend the words on the stone tablet.

I only felt a overwhelming fighting spirit coming, and a great wizard revealed his true form, roared to the sky, and was fighting with countless wild beasts.

war!
war!
war!
Even Li Xuanyang was a little surprised by such overwhelming fighting spirit. If only a great witch of the witch clan still had such fighting spirit, it would definitely be even more shocking if it was the ancestor witch of the witch clan.

(End of this chapter)