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

Chapter 95 Houtu: I swear to God, I didn't do this.

"it's over?"

"it's over!"

"Is that all?"

"it's over!"

Bixia Yuanjun looked incredulous. Although she thought the Mountain God lineage had little chance of winning, she did not expect to lose so badly and so quickly!

Xuanming, Tianwu, Xizi, and Shebishi quickly dealt with the ordinary quasi-saints and joined the battle to besiege the Four Sacred Mountains Emperors. With two Ancestral Witches fighting one Emperor each, the battle was fierce.

The Four Sacred Mountains Emperors have all perished!

The Great Luo Taiyi of the Mountain God lineage was almost completely wiped out by Qiang Liang alone. In the end, it was the Great Witch of the Witch Court who was the first to lose his temper.

Qiangliang killed his way through all of them by himself, so what's the point of having them?

They all glared angrily at Qiang Liang.

Qiang Liang felt embarrassed. If he, a dignified Ancestral Witch, continued to bully these Great Luo Taiyi, he would really lose face.

He got up to help Zhu Jiuyin.

The remaining Great Luo Taiyi of the Mountain God lineage were all slaughtered by the Witch Court.

Ten Ancestral Witches besieged the Eastern Peak Emperor, but were shattered by a single punch from one of them. Their Great Dao collapsed, and they perished completely.

Now only the last emperor of the Mountain God lineage, Duke Bingling, remains.

The eleven ancestral witches formed a tight formation, completely surrounding the area.

This once mighty god who dominated several eras, the great emperor who stood at the pinnacle of the primordial world, the founder of the Mountain God lineage, Bingling Gong, a great cultivator in the late Quasi-Saint stage, finally met his end.

At this moment, Duke Bingling's hair was disheveled, his robes and armor were tattered, and his divine blood was dripping down, making him look utterly miserable.

Looking around, numerous mountain gods lay dead on the ground, and the Five Sacred Mountains Emperors had been reduced to nothing.

The surviving mountain gods were toyed with like cats and dogs by the people of the Witch Court.

Two tears streamed down Bingling Gong's cold face, turning into two vast oceans that washed over the battlefield and buried many dead mountain gods.

Finally, the god stood upright, the great seal in his hand radiating endless light, his eyes fixed on Dijiang, without uttering a word.

The next moment, the seal transformed into a shooting star, traversing space and attacking Dijiang directly.

Di Jiang waved his hands, and the Great Dao of Space, accompanied by endless turbid evil energy, transformed into various spaces to resist the attack of the Great Seal.

However, the moment they made contact, the seal exploded with boundless divine power. The explosive force of a top-tier innate spiritual treasure immediately forced the ancestral witches to retreat repeatedly, ultimately blasting over the Jade Emperor Peak.

After the seal shattered, Duke Bingling spat out a mouthful of divine blood, and his divine body swayed a few times.

Finally, enduring the pain in his soul and body, he roared:

"Even if I die today, I will take one of you down with me! Di Jiang, you brat, die!"

The next moment, Bingling Gong shattered his own Great Dao, his powerful late-stage Quasi-Saint mana ignited, his primordial spirit also ignited, and his divine body and essence began to crumble bit by bit.

The boundless power of the Dao, the powerful magic, the vast power of the primordial spirit, and the pure power of the physical body merged into one and rushed towards Dijiang.

When Donghua saw this scene, he felt that Bingling Gong had gone mad. His Great Dao had collapsed and his primordial spirit had burned. In this way, he would not even have the chance to be reincarnated!

Bixia Yuanjun exclaimed, "How could it have come to this? How could it have come to this!"

Houtu stared blankly at the scene, then looked at Dijiang with worry. Could her elder brother really withstand a quasi-saint in the late stage who was burning himself out?

But it was too late for them to rescue him.

At this moment, Dijiang, who had been knocked back, regained his footing and saw Bingling Gong rushing towards him madly. Ignoring his disheveled appearance, he hurriedly tried to enter the space-time continuum.

However, he discovered that his true form was locked by the God Bingling, and he could not escape anywhere. Knowing that he could not avoid this attack today, he immediately became ruthless.

Instantly, he burned his internal magical power, accompanied by the laws of the Great Dao, and the power of space filled the heavens and earth. All the heavens appeared before him, and the abundant turbid energy of the earth strengthened him.

Seeing this, the other ancestral witches were also very anxious and used their supernatural powers to help Dijiang stop Bingling Gong from going mad.

The Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin's true form trembled, the Great Dao flowing in her eyes, and she roared:

"Time stop!"

Time seemed to stand still atop Mount Tai, and the burning Bingling Gong ceased.

But in just a moment, Bingling Gong broke free from the shackles of time. At this moment, he was almost invincible, and everyone who saw him would be terrified.

But even that brief moment is enough for a master.

The other nine ancestral witches unleashed their supernatural powers, bombarding Bingling Gong time and again.

Ignoring these attacks, Bingling Gong charged straight towards Dijiang, breaking through layer after layer of heavens until the last layer was shattered.

Dijiang, unwilling to give up, threw a punch, as if it were their last act of madness.

Just as the final punch, delivered with the power of self-immolation, was about to land on Dijiang.

But when it finally reached him, Bingling Gong was completely burned to ashes and turned into nothingness, and Dijiang's punch missed its mark.

So far!

Bingling Gong, a great god who spanned the Age of Ferocious Beasts and the Age of Dragon and Han, and experienced the Great Calamity of Ferocious Beasts, the Great Calamity of Dragon and Han, and the struggle between immortals and demons, perished and completely vanished from the world.

Perhaps many years from now, another Bingling Gong will rise up, but he will never have anything to do with the fallen Bingling Gong.

At this moment, Lord Bingling had been completely wiped out and destroyed in the primordial world and the Heavenly Dao!

The other ancestral witches gathered around, and Dijiang, jolted awake from his near-death experience, slowly said, "I'm alright!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when Dijiang looked at Bingling Gong, who had left nothing behind, he felt a deep sense of desolation, but he quickly dismissed these emotions with his unwavering Daoist heart.

He calmly said, "Give the order to clean up the battlefield!"

Don't think that immortals can't touch corpses; they can do it faster and more accurately than anyone else.

The people of the Witch Court began collecting the spiritual treasures and materials scattered across the battlefield!

After regaining his senses, Dijiang unfolded a precious seal, the very seal formed from fortune and merit when the Witch Court was established.

The fragments of the great seal that had been shattered by Bingling Gong began to gather together, eventually merging into the treasure seal in Dijiang's hand. The scattered fortune of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks also began to converge.

The treasure seal that ultimately fell into Dijiang's hands brought a great boost to the fortunes of the Witch Court!

……

Donghua stood atop the Jade Emperor Peak of Mount Tai. Several days had passed since the battle, and the Witch Court had withdrawn its troops, leaving only some members of the Houtu lineage of the Witch Clan stationed on Mount Tai.

Yet, the echoes of that battle still linger on Mount Tai, with fragments of broken laws occasionally drifting through the air.

At this time, the spiritual energy of Mount Tai has decreased by more than half, and many of the earth veins have also been broken. The reason why Donghua has stayed on Mount Tai these past few days is to repair these things, and it has finally been completed today.

"Houtu, I have fulfilled my promise to you. You should take care of yourself and never bother me again. Otherwise, I may tolerate you, but the Pure Yang Sword will not!"

Houtu shrugged and said slowly, "I only invited you to watch a battle, why are you so angry? Besides, since you're already here, why not witness my opportunity before you leave?"

Donghua suppressed his anger and looked at Houtu, saying, "If that's the case, why has news of my actions at Mount Tai spread throughout the prehistoric world? Can you give me an explanation?"

Houtu, with an innocent expression, said, "Can I say I don't know? I swear to heaven, I really didn't do this!"

Donghua waved his hand, stopping Houtu from speaking, and said bluntly, "Alright, stop talking. I won't hear a single word of truth from you, and it's pointless. Let's leave it at that. Whether you schemed against me or you're innocent, this matter ends here. I don't want to mention it again!"

Now that things have come to this, Donghua has no choice but to accept the loss; there's no point in pursuing it any further!

(End of this chapter)