If I let you lie low and remain the Dragon King, would you have unified the primordial world?

Chapter 104 Pangu Descends: The Axe Comes!

Houtu, the ancestral witch, made a suggestion that was agreed upon by many ancestral witches. Although the biggest enemy of the witch clan was the demon clan, Ao Bai and Ao Feng also had to be eliminated.

The harm that the father and son caused to the Wu tribe was immense, which was completely intolerable to the entire Wu tribe.

"Sister Houtu's suggestion is good. Our Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation has just been completed, so it's a good time to test its power with the Henghe Aquatic Tribe."

Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Witch, laughed loudly.

Now that they have this divine array, dealing with the demon race and the Henghe Water Mansion lineage is no problem at all.

What they lack now is simply a matter of proficiency. This time, they're starting with Ao Bai and his group to practice their formation.

If this grand formation succeeds, their next step will be to deal with the demon race.

"Let's make preparations immediately. This time, we'll only bring a small number of elite troops. We'll wipe out the Yokogawa clan and relocate the tribe there."

At the command of the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, the entire Witch Clan sprang into action instantly.

They were confident of victory this time, and the tribe of Gonggong, the ancestral witch, was just beyond the Henghe River, where there were enough witch clan members, so they didn't need to lead everyone out of Buzhou Mountain to fight.

The twelve Ancestral Witches came out in full force, and Ao Bai had received the news in advance.

Over the years, Ao Bai had been secretly keeping an eye on the movements of the Wu Clan, and he had already discussed this matter with Ao Feng.

When Bai Lin arrived, Ao Bai already guessed that something was wrong.

"Your Highness, you guessed it! The Twelve Ancestral Witches, leading a group of elite troops, have set off from Buzhou Mountain and are already heading this way!"

Bai Lin moved in a hurry; he clearly sensed unease.

"Immediately issue the order: all aquatic creatures must evacuate from the Yokogawa River!"

Ao Bai did not hesitate at all; he had no intention of confronting the Wu Clan head-on.

That "Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation" is something they cannot withstand at present.

Ao Bai went to see the old Dragon King in person and told him about the matter.

The father and son had already discussed their escape route and even chosen a location.

Now that the Wu tribe has indeed attacked, Ao Bai feels increasingly uneasy.

They needed to retreat by water before the arrival of the witch clan.

The Yokogawa aquatic creatures were well-prepared, so their retreat was very swift.

Furthermore, since they traveled by water, no one could possibly detect them.

Ao Bai and his group followed the river into the East China Sea, and then turned south.

This time, instead of going to the Dragon Palace of the East Sea or the Easternmost Point, they chose to go to the South China Sea region.

Judging from the current development path of the Witch Clan, their next step is to annex the East Sea, at which point the Dragon Clan will inevitably choose to retreat.

If Ao Bai and his group were to enter the East Sea now, they would have to leave again later, so they might as well go all the way in one go.

As for going to the easternmost point, Ao Bai was unwilling to do so.

If it truly comes to the point where the Eastern Holy Lord's protection is needed, then the Dragon Clan will probably have no place to stand in the primordial world.

The Eastern Holy Lord is essentially a position of authority in the Heavenly Dao, and the Witch Clan dares not easily oppose him. However, the Eastern Land is also an existence independent of the Dragon Clan.

Spreading the war to the far east is clearly not a good idea.

Moreover, the Eastern Saint King cannot leave the Eastern Land. Once Ao Bai and his group enter the Eastern Land, they will be completely trapped inside if they encounter an attack by the Witch Clan, and will have no way to leave.

In contrast, the East Sea is a vast expanse of water, far from the Wu tribe. Even if those ancestral witches wanted to attack the South Sea, they would likely be unable to reach it.

It should be noted that the enemies of the Wu Clan are not only the Henghe lineage, but also the even more powerful demon clan, who are their true formidable adversaries.

"The South China Sea is the territory of the dragon prince Yazi. We can join forces with them then."

Ao Bai was making plans in his mind. The Dragon Clan had developed too slowly over the years, and the number of members had hardly increased. So if they wanted to grow stronger, they had to find a way to recruit from outside.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches led their army to Henghe, the place was already deserted.

"Big brother, Ao Feng and Ao Bai escaped, leaving not a trace!"

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, stared wide-eyed. The Henghe Water Palace was completely empty, and the treasury had been emptied out, leaving nothing behind.

Their witch clan went to great lengths to come here, only to find that they had come up empty-handed.

"Damn it, it seems Ao Feng and Ao Bai still have some tricks up their sleeves. Our actions were incredibly swift, but we still managed to expose ourselves, giving them time to escape."

Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Witch, looked down at the water palace below, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Brother, if the Yokogawa clan escaped, they likely left by water, which is why they didn't attract our attention. If we chase after them now, we might still catch up!"

Zhu Jiuyin, the Ancestral Witch, said that since they had come, they naturally wanted to capture Ao Feng and Ao Bai.

If the other party can escape, they can certainly chase after them.

After much deliberation, the ancestral witch Dijiang finally decided to continue the pursuit.

"Yes, we're not far from the East China Sea. If Ao Feng and the others escaped, they've most likely entered the East China Sea. Let's give chase!"

Dijiang Zuwu is now full of confidence. If given the chance, he even wants to destroy the East Sea Dragon Palace together and kill Yinglong Laozu and the others as well.

Ao Bai had discussed this matter with Ancestor Yinglong and the others before, but Ancestor Yinglong was unwilling to leave the East Sea and insisted on staying here.

The Wu tribe army advanced towards the East China Sea at breakneck speed, but even after reaching the estuary, they still couldn't spot Ao Bai.

"Ao Bai and his group escaped quickly enough; we couldn't catch them even when we were chasing them at full speed."

"I am not happy about it," said the Ancestral Witch Zhurong.

They were eager to test the power of the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation," but Ao Bai gave them no chance.

"Big brother, what should we do now?"

Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, asked, "Ao Bai and Ao Feng have obviously already escaped. If our Witch Clan continues to advance, then our target will be the Dragon Clan of the East Sea."

The East Sea Dragon Clan is powerful, and still retains some of the dominance it once possessed.

Even the Wu Clan was wary of the East Sea Dragon Clan.

Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch, looked towards the East Sea Dragon Palace and said disdainfully:

"The dragon race has declined. This time, we will wipe out the East Sea Dragon Clan. Ao Bai and Ao Feng will definitely be among them, so let's just take them all out at once."

The Ancestral Witch Dijiang was very confident in his family's great formation. At his command, all the Ancestral Witches were excited.

The Wu tribe is warlike; the stronger the opponent, the more it can stimulate the power in their bloodline. This level of combat is extremely beneficial to their strength improvement.

When the Wu tribe army surrounded the East Sea Dragon Palace, the Yinglong Ancestor had already made preparations.

"You brat Dijiang, you are really arrogant, daring to lead the Wu Clan to besiege my East Sea Dragon Palace."

Ancestor Yinglong's eyes were gloomy. When Ao Bai advised him to leave, he did not take it seriously and did not think that Ancestral Witch Dijiang would dare to really attack their dragon clan.

After all, the Dragon Clan's strength is undeniable, and no matter how powerful the Witch Clan is, they wouldn't dare to provoke them easily.

Unfortunately, Ancestor Yinglong was unaware of the future course of events, and even less aware of the power of the Wu Clan's formation.

"Yinglong, this is no longer the era of the three races vying for supremacy. We have come here for Ao Feng and Ao Bai. Hand them over and we will leave immediately."

Dijiang Zuwu calmly looked at Yinglong Laozu and said.

Ancestor Yinglong frowned and sneered:

"Dijiang, Ao Feng and Ao Bai are my dragon clan members. Even if they were here, I would not hand them over. Show me what you've got!"

Behind Ancestor Yinglong, one after another powerful dragon appeared, along with some aquatic creatures that were subordinate to the dragon race. They rode the waves and cheered for Ancestor Yinglong.

"You're courting death! Since that's the case, let me show you the strength of our Witch Clan!"

Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Witch, roared, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches immediately returned to their positions.

Powerful auras of divine might surged through the heavens, and terrifying divine might permeated the nine skies.

"boom!"

The enormous figure of Pangu descended, standing between heaven and earth like a divine pillar supporting the world.

That terrifying body suppressed everything and swept across all directions.

Upon seeing Pangu's figure descend, the face of the Yinglong Ancestor showed panic for the first time.

"Pangu's body!"

Ancestor Yinglong exclaimed in surprise. He knew that the Wu Clan must have some kind of trick, but he did not expect it to be such a terrifying move that could summon the body of Pangu.

At this moment, he finally understood why Ao Bai had tried so hard to persuade him.

The body of Pangu is an existence that no one can contend with!

Now it's too late to leave.

Ancestor Yinglong secretly transmitted his voice to the Dragon Clan disciples, telling them to leave immediately while he stayed behind to hold off the Witch Clan.

But none of the dragon clan members were willing to leave. They chose to stay in the East Sea to uphold the dignity of the dragon clan and assist the ancestor Yinglong.

The moment Pangu's figure appeared, the entire primordial world erupted in excitement.

Ao Bai, who was fleeing with all his might, stopped in his tracks. He looked back, his eyes filled with horror.

Pangu's body stands proudly between heaven and earth.

"This is the Witch Clan's trump card!"

Ao Bai sighed, even though they were far apart, he could still feel a terrifying suppressive force emanating from Pangu.

That aura was irresistible!

While Ao Feng was shocked, he also looked at Ao Bai. If Ao Bai hadn't tried his best to persuade him to leave, he probably would have stayed to fight the Wu Clan.

But now it seems that Ao Feng is simply no match for beings of that level.

The aquatic tribes of the Henghe lineage were all thankful that Ao Bai wisely chose to leave, which allowed them to escape a calamity by sheer luck.

Now, besides them, many other living beings are also paying attention to this battle.

On the Sun Star, the Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had gloomy expressions, and their eyes were filled with fear.

They had no intention of resisting Pangu's body.

That kind of terrifying existence is simply beyond their ability to contend with.

"Second brother, it seems our strength is still far inferior. I underestimated the Witch Clan before. Once they set up such a large formation, we simply cannot withstand it."

Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor, had to admit that the Witch Clan was indeed incredibly powerful.

Donghuang Taiyi shook his head and said:

"This formation is incredibly powerful, but the Witch Clan must have just figured it out. If they had been able to use it in their previous battle, the outcome might have been very different."

Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor, stared intently at the enormous figure, trying to find a weakness in the Witch Clan.

Even if an existence of this level has a flaw, they simply cannot grasp it.

"Our formation is almost complete. If we can perfect a new grand formation, we'll then have the strength to contend with the Witch Clan!"

Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor, quickly calmed down. The formation he deduced from the Hetu Luoshu was equally powerful. The formation's effect was even greater than that of the Chaos Bell, and it was the true foundation of the Demon Race.

Unfortunately, this grand formation is still incomplete. If it were perfected, he would have the confidence to rescue the dragon race right now.

Now that things have come to this, he can only protect himself first. As for the dragon clan, Di Jun cannot possibly lead the demon clan to rescue them.

The immense power of that Pangu body filled him with dread.

"Let's continue to refine the formation and strive to perfect it as soon as possible."

Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor, said that the Wu Clan's "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation" has only just taken shape and has not yet reached its peak, but it is enough to sweep away everything.

At least in the current prehistoric world, no one can withstand the divine power of the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation".

On Mount Kunlun, the Three Pure Ones were also checking on the situation of the Dragon Palace of the East Sea.

"Although the dragon race possesses some strength, they probably cannot withstand the witch race's formation!"

Taiqing's expression was calm, but a hint of worry was hidden in his eyes.

The Three Pure Ones have always been very proud of themselves, but now, facing the Witch Clan's "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation," they dare not even think of resisting.

"Brother, the Witch Clan's formations are powerful, but as long as we increase our strength in the future, we can also contend with them!"

Yuan Shi said in a deep voice, unwilling to admit that he was inferior to others.

Even though he was equally wary of the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation," he believed that he would eventually surpass the Witch Clan.

The three brothers were extremely worried, but there was nothing they could do.

The Witch Clan's "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation" was indeed too powerful, forcing them to take it seriously.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun witnessed the divine array of the Witch Clan. He remained silent, his eyes utterly calm.

The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation was formed from the image of the Great God Pangu, so its power was naturally extraordinary. However, in the eyes of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the formation set up by the Wu Clan had no effect on him.

As a Heavenly Saint, he could easily deal with this kind of formation.

"Father, let's hurry up and leave."

Seeing that the old Dragon King was reluctant to leave, Ao Bai immediately tried to persuade him.

Returning to the East China Sea now would be suicidal; it would not only fail to change the situation but would also cost them their lives.

Therefore, Ao Bai was unwilling to return and only wanted to leave as soon as possible.

"Why!"

Ao Feng sighed. He knew that the East Sea Dragon Palace was no match for the opponent, so he could only leave now.

"Walk!"

Ao Feng led his army away into the distance.

Dying may be easy, but living can sometimes be much harder.

The dragon race has declined, and more effort and consideration are needed to preserve its bloodline.

Just when the Dragon Clan had a glimmer of hope, the Witch Clan launched a powerful attack. It seems that the East Sea Dragon Palace is doomed this time.

In the East Sea, Pangu's figure looked down upon the dragon race below.

This was the first time the Ancestral Witches had used the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation." They were eager to test the formation's power and therefore were not in a hurry to attack.

"Axe, come here!"

Pangu, the great god, suddenly stretched out his right hand and roared at the primordial world.

A terrifying pressure erupted instantly, filling the heavens and earth.

(End of this chapter)