Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 166 A Dream in the Jade Pool

As the demons watched the outcome of the battle high above, a sense of sorrow began to permeate their hearts.

Their Heavenly Emperor, their Heavenly Empress, their Eastern Emperor have all failed, so what else can they do? What will their fate be?

At this moment, the demons were filled with grief and heartbreak!

The demon saint Ci Tie, who had been suppressed by Yao Chi, finally erupted at this moment. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he exuded a heaven-reaching aura. The light of the demon immortal shocked the world.

At this moment, he stopped dodging and retreating, burning his divine blood, burning his primordial spirit, burning the Great Dao, and instantly transformed into a stream of light, rushing towards Yaochi.

Meanwhile, Yaochi was still attacking and had nowhere to hide, so the two forces collided.

A beam of light shot up instantly, and the Demon Saint Ci Tie self-destructed and perished!

Meanwhile, Yaochi, who was at the epicenter of the explosion, was already teetering on the brink of collapse, his armor shattered, and streaks of bloody light emanating from his body.

Haotian, who was fighting the demon saint Guiche, saw this scene and cried out urgently, "Yaochi!"

He then swung his sword to clear the ghost chariot, summoned the Haotian Mirror, and the Haotian Mirror shot out a beam of light, fixing the ghost chariot in place.

Then bring out the Haotian Pagoda!

The Haotian Tower flew down, directly suppressing the Demon Saint Guiche inside.

Haotian quickly flew up, embraced Yaochi in his arms, fed her golden pills one by one, and channeled streams of immortal light into her.

However, at this moment, Yaochi's divine body seemed to be full of loopholes. Immortal light entered her body and followed the blood light outwards. At this time, Yaochi's Great Dao also began to shatter.

"No!"

"No, you can't die! Yaochi, you can't die!"

Haotian was like a madman, and at this moment he cried!

Yaochi struggled to stroke Haotian's face, and said haltingly, "Senior brother, Yaochi is leaving first this time. In the next life, we'll be together again!"

Haotian grabbed Yaochi's hand, touched it to his face, and said, "You won't die, you can't possibly die. You are the Golden Mother of Yaochi, you are Emperor Zhaoju, you are your teacher's disciple."

Haotian looked up to the heavens and cried out, "My lord, I beg you to save Yaochi! Save her!"

The sound was like weeping and lamenting, and all who heard it were filled with sorrow!

But it was all in vain. Hongjun did not make a move, and Yaochi's divine body began to turn into specks of golden light, completely dissipating in Haotian's arms!

At this moment on the battlefield, the actions of the Demon Saint Ci Tie seemed to inspire all the demon race.

The demon saint Jiuying, who was being suppressed by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, also began to burn everything he had to kill the Mystic Maiden, but he was ultimately a step too late.

Having learned from past mistakes, Xuan Nu was prepared. Jiu Ying's self-destruction did not kill Xuan Nu, but it still seriously injured her.

Donghua's gaze remained fixed on the battlefield. He showed no mercy, and with a single sweep of his sword, a group of demons instantly perished.

Just as Donghua was about to swing his sword again, a sudden change occurred. Ten powerful auras pressed down on the battlefield, and a flash of light revealed the ten Ancestral Witches who had been gathering their strength for a long time.

At this moment, they all unleashed their Ancestral Witch True Forms!

"Spatial Suppression!"

"Time stands still!"

Dijiang and Zhujiuyin took the lead, and with the help of time and space, the space-time around Donghua was suppressed and sealed off in an instant.

A powerful force of the Great Dao suppressed his entire body; in his eyes, the world stopped turning, and he himself was unable to move.

This is the most bizarre time-traveling path!

The four ancestral witches, Jumang, Zhurong, Rushou, and Gonggong, launched an attack from the four directions: east, west, south, and north.

The ancestral witch Shebishi descended from the heavens, suppressing it with a single punch.

The Ancestral Witch Tianwu rose from the earth, accompanied by the Xunfeng Great Dao, and with a single punch, he rose to power.

The Ancestral Witches Qiangliang and Xizi rushed into the battlefield, killing anyone they encountered, regardless of whether they were demons or people from the Purple Mansion. Their lightning combined, and they charged forward without hesitation.

Above the heavens, Dijiang and Zhujiuyin joined forces to suppress the enemy, while the other six Ancestral Witches attacked. At this moment, it seemed as if Donghua's fate was already sealed.

Just as the six Ancestral Witches arrived, Donghua gave a strange smile, and the Twelve-Petaled Pure World White Lotus emitted boundless light, instantly dispelling the spacetime suppression.

"Teijiang, I told you you'd regret this!"

Donghua soared into the air, ignoring the attacks from the other Ancestral Witches, and went straight for the corpse of Shebi above.

With a swing of the Pure Yang Sword, the Pure Yang Dao transformed into endless sword light, revealing heaven and earth, all living beings, and himself—this was the third realm of his swordsmanship.

With a single sword strike, there is no heaven and earth, no living beings, only oneself, and only one sword!

At this moment, Shebishi was greatly alarmed, but he had no choice but to meet the challenge head-on!

A burst of intense light erupted from the heavens. Donghua's sword cleaved through Shebishi's fist aura and struck directly at the Ancestral Witch God's body.

The peerless Ancestral Witch's true form appeared extremely fragile at this moment. A sword pierced through its body, and the Ancestral Witch's true blood was scattered across the heavens!

At the same time, attacks from other Ancestral Witches also landed on Donghua. The Pure World White Lotus released boundless light to block them, and the Kongtong Seal and the Dragon Head Golden Staff transformed into a golden dragon to protect his body.

However, under the combined attack of the five Ancestral Witches, the light was soon dispersed, and the golden dragon was also driven back.

Donghua withstood those five punches with his bare body!

"puff!"

A mouthful of divine blood gushed out, and Donghua was knocked down from the heavens!

Dijiang and the others did not continue their attack, but instead caught Shebishi.

Shebi Shi had just broken through to the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, how could he possibly withstand Donghua's full-force sword strike? At this moment, he was already breathing heavily, and his physical body was shattered!

The main strength of the Ancestral Witches lies in the rules of the Great Dao and their powerful Ancestral Witch True Body. Now that their True Body is shattered, not to mention whether they can save their lives, their strength is definitely almost entirely gone.

Donghua knelt on the sky, and at this moment his condition was very, very bad!

Although he had long known that the Witch Clan was watching him closely, how could everything go as planned once the battle began?

In the main hall of the Purple Mansion, Houtu and Xuanming both sighed when they saw the appearance of the Witch Clan.

Seeing Donghua and Shebishi injured, Xuanming couldn't wait to stand up. Among the twelve Ancestral Witches, she had the best relationship with Shebishi, so how could she just watch them perish?

Xuanming was about to get up, but Zhunti stopped him.

"Excellent, excellent. Today we will only observe and not participate. Xuanming Ancestral Witch, please take your seat."

Upon hearing this, Xuanming's eyes turned cold, and a chilling aura emanated from him. He barked, "Get out of the way!"

Zhunti smiled without saying a word, but his actions clearly indicated that he would not back down.

Xuanming was about to make a move when Houtu stopped him.

"Fellow Daoists, this battle should be over today. What are your thoughts?"

After Houtu finished speaking, she looked at the people inside the hall.

However, none of them spoke, silently going about their own business, each internally assessing the course of the war.

Zhunti looked at the battlefield. In fact, ending the battle at this time would be the best course of action. The demon race was in decline, while the Zifu and Wu races reigned supreme.

However, he was still unwilling to give up. Now that the Wu Clan had entered the fray, how could it end so easily? He wanted to see what other tricks Donghua had up his sleeve.

If not, then intervene to end the war.

Another reason he intervened to stop Xuanming was to prevent the twelve Ancestral Witches from reuniting, otherwise they would have to go to great lengths to end the battle.

"Sister Houtu, please sit still. The fate of the Lich King is not yet over, and he will not perish easily."

Nuwa sipped her tea with a smile, showing no concern for the demon race whatsoever, displaying none of the demeanor of a demon empress or the Heavenly Queen Nuwa.

Houtu said nothing more and sat down.

The hall fell silent once more.

In the sky, Zhu Jiuyin kept using the Great Dao of Time to try to reverse Shebishi's injuries, but he was blocked by the rampant Pure Yang Law and could not succeed. He could only prevent the injuries from spreading.

Seeing this, Di Jiang glared angrily at Dong Hua: "Withdraw your power of law, and I will spare your life!"

Donghua chuckled, slowly stood up, and mocked, "This makes you feel sorry for yourself? What will happen next will make you feel terrible."

"I told you, if you make a move today, I will make you regret it."

Donghua pointed his sword at Dijiang: "Dijiang, are you prepared for the heartache?"

Dijiang was puzzled, but looking at the heavily injured Shebishi, he knew that he could not delay any longer.

He then said, "Second brother, you take care of tenth brother. All the brothers, let's join forces to surround and kill Donghua."

The seven Ancestral Witches attacked again. Donghua stood with his sword, and summoned the Jingyang Bell and the Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Ruler, which instantly transformed into two corpses, one good and one evil.

Three people stand together, ready for battle!

Meanwhile, on the battlefield below, the two Ancestral Witches moved with impunity, instantly annihilating a large group with a single punch. The Great Luo Immortals were insignificant in their presence, let alone the cultivators below them.

This scene thoroughly enraged the Purple Mansion and the demon race. The Queen Mother of the West and Kunpeng exchanged a glance, stopped fighting, and attacked the two ancestral witches together.

Zhulong and Bai Ze stopped fighting and joined forces to attack.

At this moment, all the anger that the demon race had been holding back since the battle with the Purple Mansion erupted, and endless fury poured out.

Because they felt that the deaths of their relatives and friends were not worth it. If they died in battle, it was because they were not skilled enough, and there was nothing to complain about. But to be killed by two ancestral witches like this was truly extremely frustrating!

At this moment, the battle between the demon race and the Purple Mansion ceased, and all the quasi-saints in the arena united together!

"You scum of the Witch Clan, you dare show yourselves here? Die!"

With the Queen Mother of the West, Zhulong, Kunpeng, and Bai Ze as the main force, and the rest of the demon saints, emperors, and immortals cooperating, they launched several rounds of attacks in an instant.

This scene directly surprised Qiangliang and Xizi. They couldn't understand why it would happen like this. It wasn't like this when the Mountain God lineage was destroyed last time!

But the two had no time to think. They launched two attacks simultaneously, their magical treasures flying everywhere, their supernatural powers boundless!

The two were instantly overwhelmed, suffering wounds from various attacks, and their Ancestral Witch True Blood spurted out.

In this situation, let alone the two Ancestral Witches at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, even if Donghua were placed here, he would probably be injured. After all, many ants can kill an elephant, let alone an attack from more than twenty Quasi-Saints!

They were able to survive thanks to the power of the Ancestral Witch's true form.

Upon witnessing this scene from the heavens, Dijiang immediately summoned the other Ancestral Witches for support, while he faced Donghua alone.

"Dijiang, do you regret it?"

Donghua had a smile on his lips, looking at Dijiang with an inexplicable gaze that was hard to understand, as if it was Dijiang, not Donghua, who was at a disadvantage at this moment.

Dijiang remained silent; the situation was completely different from what he had expected when he made his move.

But now, there is no other way but to fight!

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