The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 118 Emperor Jun's reliance

As the demon army retreated, the witch army, with great morale, pressed forward.
However, just as the witch army was charging towards the Heavenly Palace with great momentum, suddenly the powerful Chaos Bell absorbed the power of the surrounding stars and expanded rapidly, covering the Heavenly Palace and protecting the demon army.

"Haha. You want to rely on the Chaos Bell to resist? Attack with all your strength and break it!" Di Jiang laughed when he saw this. With a command, the witch army formed a formation and launched a crazy attack.

The terrifying rumbling energy storm continuously hit the rock-like Chaos Bell like a wave.

Bang. Bang. The Chaos Bell also vibrated and emitted a terrifyingly powerful sonic attack, causing the space to surge like a tide. The witch army, which was the first to bear the brunt, suffered heavy casualties.

"Is Di Jun planning to be a coward? Isn't he afraid that we will use our strength to shake the Chaos Bell away?" Zhen Yuanzi frowned upon seeing this.

Shi Mo, standing by, couldn't help but frown and smile helplessly, "He's really not afraid! I didn't expect him to come up with this trick. Combining the Chaos Bell with the Great Array of the Heavenly Stars, gathering the power of the Heavenly Stars and the surging magic power of the demon army to activate the Chaos Bell, how could it be so easily blown away?"

"The Wu Clan can't do anything to them, unless they are prepared to fight to the death and use the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation for the final decisive battle," Shi Mo said, shaking his head slightly.

"And if we attack with all our might, even if we can knock the Chaos Bell away, the demon army inside the Chaos Bell won't be able to survive with such a powerful attack. Many will surely be killed. The karma brought about by such a killing spree will greatly reduce our merits and luck, even if we are saints."

"What should we do? Are we just going to let Di Jun go?" Zhen Yuanzi frowned unwillingly after hearing this.

"He has calculated that we dare not take action, so there is no need for us to act like a madman and do whatever it takes. The fact that they have resorted to such a tactic of mutual destruction shows that they are at the end of their rope. Why should we force him into desperate measures?" Shi Mozhe said.

"Stop first?" Zhen Yuanzi asked.

Shi Mo nodded without hesitation and said, "The Wu Clan isn't even ready to fight to the death! Do we really have to rush over and be used as their pawns?"

Zhen Yuanzi paused, and seeing Shi Mo leave directly after he finished speaking, he had no choice but to follow him.

"He didn't even take action? This Shi Mo is a saint! He can't even do anything to the demon clan, what kind of saint is he?" Zhu Rong said in surprise and indignantly when he saw this.

Di Jiang, who also looked somewhat regretful, rolled his eyes at Zhu Rong in annoyance and said, "If I were as impulsive and brainless as you, I wouldn't be able to become a saint even if I obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"Okay, this test ends here," Di Jiang said and gave an order, and the Wu clan army quickly retreated.

Buzz. The vibrating and rapidly shrinking Chaos Bell fell into the hands of Donghuang Taiyi who was above the mighty demon army.

"Shi Mo and Zhen Yuanzi both took action, but Nuwa Niangniang didn't react at all. It seems that she really wants to draw a clear line between herself and my demon clan!" Donghuang Taiyi frowned.

Di Jun, standing by, had a maniacal smile on his face. "Shi Mo, Zhen Yuanzi, so what if you are saints? When I destroy the Wu clan and make the demon clan the rulers of the prehistoric world, I, as the Demon King, will be entrusted with the great fortune of the entire prehistoric world. You won't dare to touch me lightly!"

"Haha, Di Jun, you think you're so smart? If you want the demon clan to dominate the wilderness, wait until you defeat the witch clan first! If you can't become a saint, you're just an ant that I can crush to death at any time. Since you want to play so hard, I'll see how you can still jump around."

Shi Mo's laughter rang in Di Jun's ears, causing him to grit his teeth with a ferocious expression: "Shi Mo!"

"Haha." Returning to Jiuding Tiecha Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi was a little surprised to see Shi Mo suddenly burst into laughter. He then said, "Brother Shi Mo, don't be angry. This Di Jun is just a little clever." "No, I'm not angry. I just think it's funny." Shi Mo shook his head and smiled.

"Besides, Di Jun isn't just clever; he's also wise and decisive, worthy of being the Demon King of the demon race. In the past, I underestimated him. But this makes it even more interesting!"

"Masters are lonely! After becoming a saint, I originally thought that only a few other saints would be worthy of being my opponents. Now it seems that Di Jun has always been a good opponent," Shi Mo said, then turned and said:
"He's the Demon King, but now he's been forced by us into this desperate situation. How pathetic! Think about what would have happened if we hadn't become saints. If we were in his shoes, could we have done better than him?"

"I haven't really thought about this," Zhen Yuanzi said after a moment of shock. "Shi Mo, are you feeling sorry for him? So you're letting him go for now?"

"Pity? Only the strong are qualified to pity the weak! But I don't pity him. You choose your own path. You must be prepared to bear the consequences of your choice," Shi Mo shook his head.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned and seemed to be thinking about something after listening to this. He could feel the change in Shi Mo's mentality at this moment, and even found that the saintly magic power in Shi Mo had become more restrained and peaceful.

In the Western Paradise, the Saint Jieyin couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "I didn't expect that Di Jun would think of using this method to force Shi Mo and Zhen Yuanzi to stop! This Demon King really should not be underestimated!"

"This is the only solution. It seems that Goddess Nuwa has given up on the demon race," Zhunti Taoist said with a thoughtful smile, "In this case, I can act with confidence from now on."

"Second brother, what do you want to do?" asked the Saint Jie Yin.

"The rise and fall of the two races, the witches and the lich, is the trend of heaven. Only when the witches and the lich decline can the human race truly become the most powerful race in the prehistoric world, and our Western religion can prosper as soon as possible."

Taoist Zhunti said, "Since the two tribes of witches and liches are not yet ready for a decisive battle, then I will give them a push. This is also in line with the trend of heaven!"

"Second brother, I understand what you mean, but you still have to be careful. Don't let Di Jun notice, and don't attract the attention of other saints, so as not to bring trouble to my Western Religion," the Jie Yin Saint frowned and reminded.

"I'd like to trouble you, brother, to help confuse the heavenly secrets," said Zhunti Taoist with a calm smile.

"Even if the saints knew afterwards that the decline of the Lich and Wu clans would benefit their preaching, they wouldn't care. Besides, considering Shi Mo and Zhen Yuanzi's feud with Di Jun, I was helping them. They have to thank me!"

As soon as the Taoist Zhunti finished speaking, a surge of murderous energy suddenly awakened, alarming many powerful cultivators in the ancient world.

"Is this the breath of the Ancestral Witch?" Taoist Zhunti raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The Sage Jieyin nodded and said, "The Wu Clan used the blood of Hou Tu's ancestral witch to cultivate a new ancestor witch. Second brother, the Wu and Lich Clan have indeed reached the point of decline. You can begin to prepare for action. I will do my best to help you confuse the secrets of heaven."

"Brother, just wait for my good news!" said the Taoist Zhunti and quietly left the Western Paradise.

In the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, in the Demon King Palace, feeling the fluctuations of the Ancestral Witch's aura, Emperor Jun's expression changed slightly, and then he narrowed his eyes and revealed a cold smile:

"Witch Clan, do you really think I'm afraid of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation? Just wait! When the time comes, I will use the Witch-Slaying Sword to kill all of you one by one."

(End of this chapter)