The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

The Witch Clan and the innate beings are two completely different beings.

Innate beings possess a physical body and a primordial spirit that are one and inseparable.

Although the Wu tribe possesses the same power as the innate beings, they only have physical bodies and no primordial spirit. They can be understood as Earthlings without the sun, yet they have inherited the abilities of the great god Pangu.

Moreover, they all inherited the merits of creation and were protected by the will of Pangu.

It can be said that when the Wu Clan was born, the Three Pure Ones did not appear in the entire primordial world, and only the Demon Emperor born from the Sun Star was qualified to fight against them.

But it is precisely because of the Wu tribe's talent and innate conditions that their troublesome nature is highlighted.

So much so that even a dead earth sorcerer needed Emperor Shun to suppress him.

This put a lot of pressure on Chen Geng, who stood at the bow of the boat, pretending to confront Bi Fangye from afar.

Why didn't the divine bird intervene?

Only when the six Ding and six Jia saw the divine bird arrive did they dare to approach, still cautiously, not daring to get too close.

"This kid is probably troublesome. Strangely enough, he only appears to be at the Qi Refining stage. What methods does he possess that make even the divine bird hesitate to make the first move?"

The standoff between the two may seem long, but to the immortals and gods, it is only a blink of an eye.

Finally, a few days later, Chen Geng received the items from Beihai.

That was a coffin.

A coffin that was a hundred feet tall, with an ever-burning lamp on top.

"Your Highness, you've arrived."

Bi Fangye said solemnly, "This coffin was made in imitation of the original form of Dipankara Buddha, and it borrowed the power of Dipankara Buddha to suppress it."

"Once that coffin lamp goes out, what's inside will surely erupt!"

These witches were originally formed from the turbid blood of Pangu, containing endless resentment and evil energy. In other words, they were the witches turned into zombies!

Ironically, these zombies are favored by heaven and earth, and anyone who tries to harm them will suffer a backlash from heaven and earth.

"It was definitely the dragons' doing!"

Bi Fangye appeared to be standing in front of Chen Geng, seemingly unnoticed: "Your Highness, let me test its strength and suppress it!"

"return."

Chen Geng calmly took out the Qilin tail from thin air: "I am the sun, and there is absolutely no reason for me to let my subjects rush to the front."

He stood on one leg in the void, his feet resting on the space itself, leaving only Bi Fangye with his back to him.

Bi Fangye never saw the Demon Emperor in person, but he was fortunate enough to be taken by his ancestors to witness the splendor of the Lich Era.

During the most devastating battle against the Witch Clan, the Lord of the Demon Court, just like Chen Geng, stood at the very front.

He suddenly understood why Bifang the Ancestor so highly praised a Heavenly Emperor; it was a very special kind of personal charisma, as if everything was peaceful as long as He was there.

As Chen Geng took a step forward, all eyes turned to him.

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Li Bairen stood in the corner of the deck, protected by Dong Xiaomiao and Li Shuangyan. He remembered what Chen Geng had said to him before.

"Li Bairen, watch out. I'll show you with my actions that once you've killed enough, the trouble will be over."

The hundred-foot-long coffin trembled incessantly, the lamps on it flickered, and the faint sounds of Buddhist and Taoist scriptures intertwined could be heard.

The chanting of Buddhist and Taoist scriptures over the years washed away the evil energy of the witch corpse, causing the corpse's strength to be greatly depleted.

Dong Xiaomiao trembled violently, but she gritted her teeth and stood firmly at the front without retreating a single step.

Several fellow transmigrators had already been called to hide in the cabin behind them by her and Li Shuangyan, so they could escape in case of an accident.

What should she do? She really wanted to revert to her original form; she felt that being human wasn't very safe.

It's too small; it could be crushed to death at any moment.

On the other side of the cabin, the old woman and the girl stared at the scene.

"Is the Fire God Bird still waiting to make a move, just in time for that coffin to come along?"

The girl stared at the scene; the atmosphere was starting to subtly become unsettling.

The sea was as black as ink, bearing the black coffin. The clouds in the sky were extremely low, and as far as the eye could see, it was pitch black all around.

The entire dark sky moved along with the coffin.

But on the deck, a beam of sunlight shone down vertically, enveloping the young man in the center.

It became the most conspicuous target in the surrounding darkness.

"Was this done intentionally by the Fire God?"

The dragon girl guessed, then turned to look at the old woman's reaction.

"No, it's the obsession of the Sun God."

The old woman looked up at the sky and said, "That corpse is still shining on the earth. His merits are immeasurable, but he is the mortal enemy of the witch clan."

Above the Heavenly Court, the Fire Gods looked down at the mortal realm. The divine bird had been down for several breaths, but there was still no movement.

"Fire God, that dragon clan actually brought the remains of the Earth Witch. They have some nerve."

One of the priests looked grim: "I think we should report this to the heavens and punish them severely."

"This matter is of utmost importance."

The Fire God looked up at the sky, where the ancient, silent corpse of the Great Sun was constantly emitting streams of true fire, as if it were gathering power.

"You only saw the dragons dragging away the remains of the earth witch, but you didn't think about why the dragons were so bold, or why they insisted on capsizing the ship."

He did not believe that the dragon race was rebelling against heaven; this appearance clearly indicated that they had encountered the actions of a racial enemy.

Everything is related to the man standing at the bow of the ship.

He was dazzling in the sunlight, the only one that shone, even more so than the Wildfire God.

The celestial phenomena brought about by the remains of the corpses spread all the way to Xiniuhezhou.

There was a patch of blue sky and white clouds that remained undisturbed. On Fangcun Mountain, Bodhi Patriarch opened his eyes and looked in that direction, his face serene.

"Fairy Boy, why haven't you left the mountain yet?"

He looked outside the mountain gate and saw two disciples of the celestial aristocracy still packing their belongings with large and small bags.

This cleanup took several years.

He scolded, "So lazy! I'll kick you both off the mountain!"

The two celestial children were startled upon hearing this. They looked at the dark clouds filling the sky, and then at each other.

"Did the patriarch really tell us to go?"

Yingli swallowed hard, thinking that the patriarch was joking.

Ying Le nodded blankly: "It seems to be true. I thought we could just stop them a couple of times outside the mountain gate."

Strange phenomena appeared in the distant sky; one could easily guess what terrifying beings were about to fight.

Those two little fairy children went there, and they'd probably be reduced to ashes before they even got close.

"There must be a reason why the patriarch said that."

Yingli gritted his teeth: "Let's go. You don't want to be kicked off the mountain by the patriarch, do you?"

Ying Le certainly didn't want to, so the two of them hurriedly went down the mountain, really gritting their teeth and going on.

On the sea, towering waves surged, but no one noticed a monkey clinging tightly to a coconut, rowing the sailboat at breakneck speed.

Yingli and Yingle dared not stop Chen Geng, but only dared to use a small trick to push the monkey in the direction it kept coming from.

Chen Geng slowly stretched his limbs and looked down into the sea: "Dragon Clan, you really are persistent. You're even willing to defy the world to deal with me."

Beneath the hundred-foot-tall black coffin, five black dragons were pulling it to bear the terrifying weight of the earth witch's remains.

The one leading the way was a white dragon, a true direct descendant of the West Sea Dragon Clan.