The Rise of the Witch

The Great Wilderness remains the same Great Wilderness, where all things possess spirits and are brimming with vitality, yet life is fraught with difficulty and danger lurks everywhere.

Xing Yang appeared on a mountaintop on the outskirts of Xuan Su Valley, with a footprint beneath his feet. This was the footprint he left when he left last time. The footprint contained his spirituality and his fighting spirit, serving as his coordinates for returning to Xuan Su Valley.

Legend has it that a woman from the ancient Huaxu clan accidentally stepped on a giant footprint, sensed its spiritual power, and thus became pregnant.

Sword cultivators also leave behind sword intent, and martial arts cultivators leave behind fist intent... Therefore, only those who reach the Spirit Guiding Realm can leave behind teleportation coordinates.

However, all things in the Great Wilderness possess a spirit, and even the artistic conception left behind by the Spirit Guiding Realm cannot be maintained for too long and needs to be replenished from time to time.

Xing Yang exhaled a mouthful of black mist, and following the direction Lou Ju pointed out, he rode the black mist into the air and rolled away.

……

Thousand Thorn Mountain is the name given to the mountain by its demon king, the Blue-Faced Demon King, because the mountain peaks are sharp, like thousands of thorns stuck into the ground, pointing straight to the sky.

On one of the largest main peaks, a cave has been carved out of a cliff halfway up the mountain. Next to the cave is a line of large golden characters that read "Thousand Tattoos Face Cave Heaven".

Whether the Green-Faced Demon King was lucky or unlucky, the innate gourd vine just happened to grow around this main peak, with seven gourds hanging right in front of its cave.

The gourd was not yet mature, but its spiritual essence was already being nurtured, radiating a seven-colored light.

A dark cloud hung in the sky above the main peak. The cloud was as black as ink, and it seemed to contain endless demons and monsters, as if it came from the underworld.

This is the Blue-Faced Demon King. If this treasure hadn't appeared directly at the entrance of its cave, but somewhere else, it might have had a chance to hide it.

But since it happened to appear at the main gate, its subordinate demons could spot it at a glance, and the news naturally couldn't be kept secret. Knowing that it was highly likely that it couldn't be defended, the Blue-Faced Demon King was extremely unwilling to give up.

Xing Yang rode the black mist and landed on the neighboring mountain peak. He looked at the dark clouds on the main peak, then at the surrounding mountains, and finally his gaze fell on the gourd.

The gourd's spiritual aura grew stronger, and its ripening was just around the corner.

wait!

From day to night, and then back to day again, the spiritual aura on the gourd gradually receded, and the once radiant gourd gradually returned to its ordinary state.

If you pick vegetables during the spiritual gestation period, most of the spirituality will dissipate directly. Only when the spirituality is restrained like it is now can it be considered mature.

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Finally, someone couldn't wait any longer.

"Demons, how dare you covet the treasures of heaven and earth!" A furious shout suddenly resounded in the void, like a thunderbolt, sending ripples through the air.

Immediately following, a figure soared into the air from one of the peaks, wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe with golden runes on the cuffs, clearly not an ordinary robe.

The whisk in his hand shone with divine light, clearly no ordinary item. With a flick of the whisk in the air, mysterious characters seemed to appear, their profound mystery unfathomable, before vanishing into the void in an instant.

For most demons, their own bodies are their best magical weapons. On the contrary, for humans, losing their magical weapons reduces their combat power by seventy or eighty percent.

Therefore, such innate spiritual treasures are even more important to the human race.

The Taoist was a human, likely at the Spirit Guiding Realm. His lips trembled as he silently chanted incantations.

The dark clouds over the main peak suddenly contracted, as if the Taoist's magic had taken effect, but the next moment, the dark clouds suddenly expanded and swept outwards.

The originally sunny weather instantly turned as dark as night.

The Taoist priest's incantation abruptly stopped, his face turning bright red; the spell had been interrupted midway.

A voice reverberated through the void from within the dark clouds: "Where did this wild Taoist come from, daring to steal treasures from my cave!"

As soon as the sound faded, a giant, dark blue claw suddenly emerged from the black clouds. Its speed wasn't particularly fast, but it possessed a vast and imposing aura that made it impossible to dodge, and even the slightest thought of resistance was hard to muster. It was majestic, grand, and domineering.

The Taoist's face turned from red to green, and his body shone brightly. He flicked his whisk in the air, and the void rippled like the surface of water.

When the dark blue claw encountered the ripples in the void, it swayed slightly like a small boat, but the ripples did not stop the dark blue claw's downward grabbing force.

The Taoist's expression changed. He pointed his fingers like a sword and quickly performed a set of steps on the spot. The steps were mysterious and unpredictable, seemingly slow but actually fast, creating phantoms on the spot, yet showing a sense of composure.

Just as the giant claw was about to grab his head, the Taoist pointed his sword into the dark clouds and uttered a soft shout.

A bolt of purple lightning instantly tore through the dense dark clouds, like a purple sword wielding the power of heaven and earth, piercing into the clouds with unstoppable force, leaving a trail of purple lightning in its wake.

The dark clouds were torn apart, instantly revealing the demon king's figure, which was entirely bluish-black and covered in scales.

The giant, dark blue claw that had been extended flashed with electricity and quickly retracted.

"Snapped!"

As the demon king cried out in pain from the dark clouds, the sound of thunder finally rang out.

However, the demon king seemed to be unharmed. Dark clouds rolled in, and its power grew even stronger, pressing down from the sky like a raging tidal wave.

The next moment, the Taoist stomped his foot, and he transformed into a golden rainbow that shot into the dark clouds.

The whisk in his hand also burst into a dazzling white light the moment it rushed into the dark clouds.

Dark clouds churned, with flashes of lightning and fire occasionally appearing within them. A human and a demon fought amidst the clouds, their battle obscured from view.

Suddenly, a beam of white light shot out from the dark clouds, and the Taoist's figure appeared. His whisk was only half intact, his clothes were tattered, and his black hair was disheveled.

The next moment, the Taoist transformed into white light again and fled into the distance without saying a word.

Dark clouds, like a surging sea of ​​ink, rolled down from the sky, seemingly threatening to engulf the entire mountain peak, the cave, and even the seven gourds hanging at the cave entrance.

What a greedy demon king!

Xing Yang was furious and was about to make a move, but then he stopped.

A golden light suddenly shone out from below.

Wherever the golden light passed, the dark clouds, as white as snow, vanished instantly upon encountering the blazing sun.

The dissipating dark clouds revealed their giant claws, but the moment they touched the golden light, they instantly retreated as if burned, and the entire mass of dark clouds shrank back to the mountain peak.

A woman in pink, with a golden halo above her head, soared into the air. The golden halo showered down golden light, protecting her entire body, as she flew straight towards the dark clouds above.

Xing Yang looked at the golden dou and immediately felt it looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized.

When Xuan Nu perished, Xing Yang passed through Xuan Su Valley and was attacked by ferocious beasts. Three women and one man took the opportunity to escape.

It was precisely because of this golden bucket that they were able to hold out until they passed through Xingyang.

They seem to be disciples of the Mystic Maiden.

The golden light emanating from the golden goblet was flawless and impeccable. Relying on this golden goblet, the woman in pink acted recklessly, ignoring attacks, and chased after the blue-faced demon king all the way through the air.

Unfortunately, the Green-Faced Demon King's true form seemed to be able to fly, and his speed was much faster than hers. No matter how she chased after him, she could never close the distance.

Finally, the woman in pink seemed to have no choice but to raise her hand and point. The golden goblet above her head shot out rapidly, growing several times larger. The golden light it emitted transformed into layers of light waves, like flowing, colorful water ripples, which actually enveloped the entire dark cloud.

"Certainly!"

With a sharp cry, the golden light emanating from the golden goblet suddenly surged. This time, it was no longer just ripples of light, but a whole expanse of golden light that enveloped everything, exuding an aura of dominating the world.

The dark clouds completely dissipated, leaving the Green-Faced Demon King's true form frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

As a result, the woman in pink was no longer protected by the golden goblet and was exposed to the outside world.

A gleaming sword shot out from the sky, but its target was not the demon king, but the woman in pink!