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

Tianqi looked at the sensible Kunpeng.

He smiled and nodded with satisfaction, saying:

The Wu tribe values ​​sincerity towards friends.

Fellow Daoist, hurry down and calm down, make thorough preparations.

When the time is right, when the opportunity arises...

Just don't forget what happened today.

"We'll take our leave then!"

Having said that, Apocalypse didn't want to linger any longer.

He nodded to his older brother.

Dijiang immediately waved his hand, opening up the space in front of him, and the group of Ancestral Witches stepped in one after another.

They vanished in an instant, as if they had never existed.

The suffocating pressure dissipated, and the space where the Ancestral Witches were located...

Like seawater overflowing, it returned to its former deathly stillness and coldness.

Kunpeng stood alone in the same spot, gazing in the direction where the Ancestral Witches had disappeared.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

But now a flame called hope and ambition is burning in his heart.

"Creating characters, the script of the demon race!"

He repeated the two words in a low voice, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Originally, he only intended to trick the demon race and make the Di Jun brothers regret forcing him.

However, now that they have this great opportunity from the demon race in their own hands...

Even if he were to plot to become the fifth emperor of the demon race, it wouldn't be impossible for him!

The thought that in the future all demons would respectfully address him as "Kun Emperor" filled him with joy.

His lips involuntarily curled into a wide grin!

He lingered in the same spot for a while longer.

Turning back, he sank once more into the endless Northern Dark Abyss.

He's full of energy now, and intends to do exactly what Apocalypse said.

I'm going to go down and let it settle.

We'll try our best to get the demon race's script out as soon as possible!

......

Meanwhile, the departing Ancestral Witches...

In the spatial passage,

Gonggong couldn't help but ask:

"Thirteenth brother, since you already knew about the opportunity for creating characters in advance,

How could we give it to that guy Kunpeng so easily?

Wouldn't that boost the luck of the demon race?

Won't it be even more inconvenient for us to have barbecue then?!

Tianqi felt the throbbing, small axe-like mass between his eyebrows.

He said with a smile:

"Brother Gonggong, the workings of Heaven are predetermined."

The script of the demon race was destined to be born.

Even if it weren't for Kunpeng, there would be someone else.

Originally, I planned to let my witch clan take this opportunity.

But as you just saw, this Kunpeng is clearly not one of the four demon kings.

It would be good if he went to cause trouble for us among the demons!

This way, we won't get involved in the cause and effect, and we'll have to observe their internal struggles.

Why not?!

"It's just a little bit of good deeds anyway!"

We have plenty of merit to spare.

It doesn't matter if it's a little more or a little less!

At this point, Apocalypse looked towards the void ahead.

As if seeing the distant future, he continued:

"Moreover, the demon race was already an extremely chaotic group,"

After acquiring written words, one's mind becomes more chaotic, and desires increase.

This is not a good thing!

"Sometimes, being too uniform and too clever is not necessarily a good thing."

Let's muddy the waters with the demon race; that way, we can have a better show.

After hearing Tianqi's explanation, the ancestral witches also seemed to be deep in thought.

It always seemed that his thirteenth brother's plans were further ahead than theirs.

They're gradually getting used to it!

They originally thought that their thirteenth brother was born unaffected by evil energy.

The reason for the Qingming Festival at the altar,

But ever since they themselves were also disturbed by the removal of the evil energy,

They understood as well.

This kind of long-term vision has little to do with the clarity of the altar.

It's mainly related to individual differences!

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, also used her newfound wisdom to ponder the topic and answers of the two for a long time.

They came to their own conclusions.

He said with relief:

"It still has to be our witch clan."

They all came from the same pool of blood.

It's reliable.

Unlike the demon race, which is such a mixed bunch!

Although this is a bit rough,

However, it gained the approval of the ancestral witches.

Those born from the same blood pool are reliable!

Dijiang saw that his brothers had finished their discussion.

He then looked at Tianqi again and asked:

"Where are we going next? Can you give me directions?"

When Tianqi heard this,

While activating the small axe's sensor...

While using deduction techniques to help determine Xiao Heizi's location,

After a long while, Tianqi suddenly exclaimed in surprise:

"Huh? It's actually in the Buzhou Mountain area."

We are in the Pangu Temple every day.

How come we didn't notice this little black thing before?!

Dijiang was startled when he heard his thirteenth brother's murmur.

"It seems we haven't even reached 10% of the development potential of Buzhou Mountain!"

I didn't even notice it at my own doorstep.

"Brothers, hold on tight, let's go home!"

Immediately, Dijiang activated his spatial power to envelop everyone.

I headed straight home.

......

The remaining veins of Buzhou Mountain

A secluded valley rarely visited by people.

Why is it described as a place rarely visited by people?

The main problem is that this place is barren, with jagged rocks everywhere.

Moreover, in such a uniquely advantageous place as Buzhou Mountain...

The spiritual energy is surprisingly scarce!

It's simply unimaginable.

"Thirteenth Brother, is this the place?"

This is definitely an unusual place; no wonder I hadn't noticed it before!

Dijiang commented on the surrounding environment.

To the average person, this place looks very similar to the barren lands of the West!

But at this moment, under the full force of Dijiang's spatial Dao,

Only through the layers of spatial illusions here could he discover it.

"This space automatically captures the surrounding vitality and spiritual energy to form its own cycle."

That's incredibly mysterious!

No wonder this place is so barren; it doesn't seem like local produce at all!

Dijiang continued his evaluation.

He then raised his hand and made a light swipe.

The complex spatial structure is like a tangled mess of threads.

It was slowly straightened and opened by Dijiang.

The interior view slowly unfolded before everyone's eyes.

The ancestral witches also curiously observed the scene inside the space.

It wasn't the fairyland I had imagined.

Instead, it was a state of empty nothingness.

There was only one willow tree, entirely verdant and exuding an astonishing Daoist aura.

The willow tree floated silently in the center of the void.

The roots were also fully displayed before everyone.

Just like the roots of hydroponically grown plants!

The supple willow branches also moved swayed without wind, looking both magical and strange.

"Huh? There's not even any soil here, it doesn't look like a place where Xiao Heizi lives!!"

"Could Little Axe have eaten too much and be hallucinating?"

Puzzled, Apocalypse immediately summoned his little axe and carefully sensed the surroundings again.

"Huh? This time, Little Blackie is actually in the willow tree."

That's interesting.

Tianqi casually decided to go forward and take a closer look, hoping to develop a relationship with the willow tree.

Just as Apocalypse was about to step forward,

An aged, ethereal voice, seemingly traversing time and space from eternity past.

It resounded in this space.

"Poor little one, your future destiny has been altered because of you!"

When Tianqi heard this, he was immediately startled.

After all, with his current strength, he can be considered a high-end combatant in the primordial world.

But now this sudden sound,

He hadn't noticed anything before it appeared.

"Holy crap! There's another expert!"