Honghuang: Oh no, the Witch Clan Chief has lost his mind!

Dijiang drives a car, emphasizing speed.

It didn't seem to take much time for Apocalypse to happen.

Dijiang had already led a large army.

Like divine soldiers descending from the sky,

Suddenly appeared above the Eight Treasures Merit Pool!

For a time,

The area around the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, which was originally relatively calm,

The menacing aura of the ancestral witches instantly filled the entire space.

The two, Jieyin and Zhunti, were currently in seclusion for spiritual cultivation.

They immediately sensed the arrival of the Ancestral Witches!

"Hmm? The aura of the Witch Clan..."

What are they trying to do?!

Before the two could react,

Dijiang's voice was like thunder, causing the entire Ling Mountain to buzz.

"Jieyin and Zhunti, come out and greet our guests!"

The sound startled the monks, Jieyin and Zhunti, who were in seclusion.

Sensing the terrifying atmosphere outside,

The two were momentarily stunned!

When the two rushed out of the cave,

Seeing the Wu tribe's impressive formation, I felt my legs go weak!

I've started to feel worried.

"The twelve Ancestral Witches have gathered; are they going to annihilate us?!"

"Surely we don't need this many people to fight over the Primordial Purple Qi!"

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, and fellow Daoists of the Wu Clan, have graced my humble abode with your presence."

What advice do you have?

My brother and I are now disciples of Master Hongjun.

You should know this, right?!

Jieyin managed to steady himself, his voice trembling slightly.

They tried to use the name of their cheap teacher to prevent the witch clan from killing them!

Tianqi stepped forward with a smile and said:

"Are you two planning to use your teacher's reputation to intimidate our witch clan?"

Do you think we're afraid?

Upon hearing this,

The ancestral witches cooperated by pressing their auras down on the two of them.

Upon realizing something was amiss during the introduction, he quickly explained:

No, no, no, that's not what I meant.

I just want to say that opportunities can't be forced!

Apocalypse found this amusing.

It seems these two people thought they were there to rob them.

"Don't worry, we're just passing by."

I feel that this Eight Treasures Merit Pool has a special connection with my Wu clan.

I'd like to borrow some silt from the bottom of the pond to plant lotus flowers.

Do you two fellow Daoists have any objections?

"Using silt to grow lotus flowers?"

Jieyin and Zhunti nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Could this excuse be any worse?!

They're clearly here to cause trouble!

But circumstances were beyond their control; they faced a group of menacing opponents.

The Ancestral Witches seemed poised to strike at any moment.

How could Jieyin and Zhunti dare to utter a word of dissent!

Zhunti had a long face.

He's ready to start his performance from zero frames:

"Fellow Daoist, this mud isn't mud at all, so why..."

"Um?"

Di Jiang snorted coldly, and the spatial power around him rippled slightly.

The space around Jieyin and Zhunti instantly became like an iron plate.

I can't even twist my body!

"Here you go!"

Fellow Daoist, take as much as you like, take as much as you like!

If that's not enough, I'll go dig some more from nearby!

The guide was so frightened that he quickly agreed, fearing that if he hesitated even a second longer, he would be crushed by the spatial power.

The two of them are currently completely incapable of matching Dijiang Zuwu Heng.

As long as they're not here to steal their spiritual treasures and Primordial Purple Qi.

That's fine.

I was just used to complaining about being poor and forgot the occasion!

Apocalypse nodded in satisfaction, too lazy to bother with anything and expose himself.

He spoke directly to the Ancestral Witch Gonggong:

"Brother Gonggong, please do me a favor."

Remove the water from this pool.

"I'm going down to scoop some mud out."

"No problem, watch me!"

Gonggong, the ancestral witch, stomped one foot.

As the power of laws surged,

The water in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool looked like it had turned into jelly.

They were grabbed by an invisible giant hand and surged into the air.

The thick layer of silt at the bottom of the pool was then exposed.

Unlike the muddy soil where Tianqi farmed in his previous life,

The mud in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool even has a slightly fragrant smell.

It didn't give people a dirty feeling at all!

Apocalypse jumped down and symbolically dug twice.

Others might have thought he was choosing which area had the most fertile silt.

In reality, he was using his mind to carefully sense the small axe.

After finding Xiao Heizi, they casually collected the mud from that area.

Then, after randomly adding some silt to the side,

Then he jumped up.

"Well, we didn't dig up much, so it won't have much of an impact!"

"Thank you both for your generosity. We will not disturb you any longer."

I'm going first!

Seeing this, Dijiang activated his spatial power once more, enveloping everyone.

The large force of the witch clan vanished before their very eyes.

Meanwhile, the pool of water suspended in mid-air, without the blessing of Gonggong's Ancestral Witch Laws,

It crashed down with a loud thud.

Half of the pool water immediately splashed out.

The two looked at the Merit Pool, which was now only half full.

I'm so frustrated I could cry...!

Once the witch clan had gone far away and the two could no longer sense their presence,

The two, who had been watching helplessly as the Wu tribe acted as they pleased on their territory,

That's when the rant started!

"I have never seen such a shameless race!"

"That's utterly robber logic and bandit behavior!"

"I'll definitely go tell the teacher about it when I get the chance!"

Zhunti was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet.

They were itching to rush up and fight the witch clan!

The guide, also with a bitter expression, waved his hand and said:

"Oh well, all we lost was some silt anyway."

It's alright.

There's plenty of silt!

Upon hearing these humiliating words, Zhunti angrily retorted:

"Their biggest mistake was not coming to steal our Primordial Purple Qi."

The day my brother and I ascend to the pinnacle of Heavenly Sainthood...

It's time to get revenge!

"I'll also go to the witch tribe's territory and dig up some soil then!"

Jieyin looked at Zhunti, who was spouting nonsense.

He stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

Having ambition is a good thing.

But have you forgotten that the Wu tribe can summon the true form of Pangu?!

Even if we both become Heavenly Saints...

"Going there would just mean delivering vegetables!"

Zhunti: "Uh...!"

The two fell silent, facing each other.

It's not that they've given up; it's that they're truly at their wits' end with the Wu Clan!

He had no choice but to silently return to his secluded cultivation!

......

Compared to the incompetent Jieyin and Zhunti,

Tianqi and his group were completely unaffected.

They're already happily heading towards the primordial septic tank!

Same recipe, same familiar taste!

Dijiang led a group of ancestral witches directly.

It ruthlessly tore through the blood-fiend mist above the sea of ​​blood.

The ancestral witches were like vitamin C that had fallen into iodine solution.

The bloodthirsty aura around them instantly became clear and transparent.

Upon seeing this, Tianqi quickly spoke up:

"Brothers, do not refine the surrounding blood-fiend energy."

Otherwise, it will be troublesome if merits fall from the sky later!

Let's not attract too much attention!

Upon hearing this, the Ancestral Witches immediately controlled their bodies to prevent themselves from passively refining the Blood Fiend Qi.

The ancestral witch Gonggong carefully sensed his surroundings.

He frowned and said:

"The bloodthirsty aura here is strange, it feels a bit disgusting!"

"This is unbelievable!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

I have a bit of admiration for Styx, that guy can actually live here!

For the ancestral witches,

Compared to the blood-fiend energy within the Pangu Palace, the blood-fiend energy of this sea of ​​blood...

It's like the difference between canned herring and a deep-fried chicken leg.

Although they're all edible, they're still unpleasant to the eye.

I felt like I smelled terrible after eating it!

Apocalypse was also feeling unwell and didn't want to stay any longer.

He gestured to the ancestral witch Zhurong.

A wave of fire immediately crashed down.

The edge of the sea of ​​blood sizzled as it burned.

"Nether River, come out quickly, the Witch Clan has come to bring warmth!"