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

Styx, who was happily cultivating, suddenly felt the fluctuations coming from the sea of ​​blood.

He was both shocked and furious; this hadn't happened in a long time.

"Which blind fool dares to run wild in my sea of ​​blood?!"

"You really don't know how powerful I, Styx, am!"

He rode a towering wave of blood as he burst forth from the cultivation grounds.

Yuan Tu, wielding the twin swords of Abi, looked quite imposing with his murderous aura!

But he had just come out,

He saw the Twelve Ancestral Witches staring at him as if he were already dead.

The Styx Ancestor's rage was instantly extinguished by more than half.

His heart skipped a beat:

What's going on here? Why are all the Ancestral Witches here?!

Are they trying to refine my Blood Sea with this display of force?!

Others are fine,

But we've dealt with Styx before when they intercepted and killed Hongyun.

Everyone knows he's not a good person.

Xuanming didn't wait for him to say anything more and immediately activated his Extreme Cold Domain.

Instantly, the sea of ​​blood surrounding the River Styx was frozen into a giant red ice block.

Styx himself instantly felt his movements become much slower, and his blood circulation became less smooth.

But compared to his last visit to Wuzhuang Temple, he is in much better condition now.

After all, this sea of ​​blood was his home turf.

His confidence has increased considerably.

The sea of ​​blood will never dry up, and the River Styx will never perish.

This is no joke!

"Nyx, there is something beneath your Blood Sea that my Witch Clan has set its sights on."

"Will you hand it over yourself, or will we turn the sea of ​​blood upside down for you?"

Tianqi spoke indifferently, without giving him a friendly look.

Now that the decision has been made to win over Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun,

Then there's no need to be polite to their enemies; we'll deal with the future later!

Upon hearing this, Styx trembled with rage.

The surrounding sea of ​​blood began to boil, but not as violently as usual.

It looked as if he was about to rush over and fight the Wu Clan to the death any second now!

This is an absolute disgrace!

But in anger, he looked at the opposing witch clan's lineup:

Dijiang's spatial power has sealed off the surroundings, and it's likely that even the Blood Sea is now blocked.

The essence of Houtu's Wutu was as heavy as a mountain, making the Blood Sea feel somewhat calm!

Qiangliang's lightning is especially effective against filth...!

Looking at this lineup laid out before him, Styx thought to himself:

There's no way to fight this!

But driven by his strong sense of pride, he temporarily lost his mind!

"Does your witch clan have any sense of reason? This is simply outrageous!"

"I, your ancestor, will fight you to the death!"

Styx roared, urging Yuan Tu and Abi to slash at the seemingly weakest of the Apocalypse.

In his perception, among the group of witch clan members,

Since Tianqi's cultivation level was the lowest, even lower than his own, he decided to target Tianqi directly.

Upon seeing this, Tianqi couldn't help but admire the Styx River.

"This guy Styx is indeed much more powerful than those two guys from the West!"

Seeing the ancestral witches' plastic surgery,

In the current prehistoric world, there are indeed very few who dare to make the first move.

You've got guts, huh?

The other Ancestral Witches, seeing that Styx still dared to make a move, were preparing to skin him alive.

However, Tianqi transmitted his voice to his elder brother and said:

"My brothers, let me do it. I've been cultivating for so long, but I've never even had a chance to fight!"

Upon hearing this, the ancestral witches realized it was indeed true; their thirteenth brother was practically rusting.

It's time to get to work.

Then one by one they stood by with their arms crossed, watching the show!

No sooner said than done,

Seeing that there was no hindrance, Styx felt a little puzzled.

But with the Apocalypse right before him, he wouldn't hold back.

It also lets you vent all your anger from last time!

Apocalypse looked at the Styx River closing in on him.

He threw a punch directly.

"Normal attack!"

A pure burst of the physical power of the witch race, and in order to make the effect even better,

He also transferred the white light condensed from his small axe to his fist.

It was the purifying power of the little axe!

Apocalypse's fist slammed into Yuan Tu, and Abi's blood-fiend sword energy...

It was like boiling water poured on snow, instantly melting most of it!

The aftershocks even directly burned Styx's divine consciousness.

Styx felt a sharp pain in his head and quickly retreated, his expression turning one of utter astonishment.

"What kind of power is this kid using?!"

Why does it seem like it's cursing me?

Before Styx could figure out what was going on,

Apocalypse appeared before him in an instant and unleashed another punch.

Styx, true to his old tricks, managed to anticipate Apocalypse's planned sneak attack.

He used a magical artifact to block Tianqi's fist.

Although the fist did block the attack, it couldn't stop the purifying power emanating from it.

Styx immediately felt the bloodthirsty aura on his body fade considerably.

Even his cultivation level has dropped slightly!

Upon realizing the state of his body, Styx immediately panicked.

"Damn! This witch clan guy is really my nemesis!"

"They really can't hit me at all!"

Apocalypse doesn't care about any of that.

He threw punch after punch at the Styx River.

The two fought for a long time without a clear winner.

Despite his supernatural powers, the Styx Ancestor was not injured at all, as the Wu Clan was tough and resilient.

He was also completely suppressed by the purifying power of Apocalypse's fist.

While he was fighting, his cultivation level kept dropping!

Although the lost cultivation level will soon be replenished by the sea of ​​blood beneath him.

But the more he fought, the more frustrated he became, to the point that he felt like he was about to vomit blood!

Even so, his strong sense of pride prevented him from ever admitting defeat and surrendering!

Tianqi was getting a bit tired of fighting, and looking at the stubborn Qingminghe, he sighed:

"Ugh! Pride can be a killer!"

In the end, Dijiang Zuwu felt that his subordinates had done enough.

Using spatial power, they directly defeated the Styx River and tossed it aside.

He couldn't recover in time and then stopped moving!

"Thirteenth brother, stop playing around. You can't take him down on his turf yet."

Let's look for the things first.

Dijiang yawned, no longer wanting to stay here!

Apocalypse also felt that this was indeed the case; he really didn't have much of a way to deal with the Styx right now.

He immediately activated the small axe and began to carefully sense the surroundings.

However, this time it didn't go as smoothly as before.

This sea of ​​blood truly lives up to its reputation as a primordial cesspool; the aura here is incredibly chaotic.

Apocalypse carefully sensed it for a long time.

Even Styx, who was pretending to be unconscious, was sensed by him, but he still couldn't find him.

Just when Apocalypse was about to give up,

Finally, they sensed Xiao Heizi's presence beneath the sea of ​​blood in the distance.

The group immediately followed Tianqi to the location indicated by the sensor.

After finding the right spot, the ancestral witches Gonggong and Dijiang attacked together.

One device lifted the blood-filled water from the sensor's location into the air, while another stabilized the surrounding space, revealing the underwater situation directly to everyone.

Apocalypse descended directly and sensed for a while.

A small red bead was pulled out of the soil.

It's similar to the marbles I played with when I was a kid.

Having confirmed that this was what he had sensed, Apocalypse didn't waste any more words.

After collecting the beads, he returned to the crowd and said:

"Ship's in hand, retreat!"

Brother Dijiang nodded and quickly led everyone away.

After a long while, once it was confirmed that it was safe,

Styx, who had been feigning unconsciousness, then got up.

He glanced in the direction the witch clan members had left.

Then look at the sea of ​​blood, which has resumed its churning but is now weakened.

He wanted to cry but had no tears, and roared to the sky:

"You little brat from the Witch Clan! You've gone too far!"

I, Styx, will never forgive you!

Although it was a roar, the voice was filled with endless frustration and powerlessness.

For the time being, he could only suppress his frustration.

Swallow your pride and keep quiet!