Primordial: Yunmeng Snake

There were wildfires everywhere. General Teng Hao stood above the clouds, holding a golden eagle bow in his hand. He looked at the witch people who were wailing below, his eyes full of coldness.

"The next tribe."

As the land below turned into a scorched earth, General Teng Hao led everyone to turn around and leave. However, similar scenes kept reappearing in the ancient world.

Da Wu Yu was lying in a pool of blood at this moment, looking at the many heavenly soldiers and generals above the clouds. His eyes were extremely red and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

He hated it. Why did countless innocent people of the tribe suffer such a disaster?

The next moment, he saw a foot slowly falling in front of him, and then his consciousness fell into darkness.

He casually rubbed the blood on his shoes on the ground to wipe off the gray stuff, then God Fanyu turned around and said:

"That look is really disgusting. You have delayed this God General for so much time, and you deserve to be eaten by birds."

As soon as he finished speaking, General Fanyu took out a gourd, muttered something, and a ball of Six Ding divine fire came out of it, floating slowly into the bloodstains all over the ground.

The raging fire covered the entire Wu tribe, leaving only the broken head of the Great Wu Yu, exposed to the sun and moon.

A celestial soldier, with a smile on his face, handed a jade token to General Fanyu and congratulated him:

"Sir, now all the collections of the Wu tribe are here. It's a great harvest!"

General Fan Yu casually hung the jade token around his waist. Looking closely, he saw that there were more than ten jade tokens of different shapes tied to his belt.

Looking at the endless fire, General Fanyu smiled and said:

"Don't keep peeking at me with your eyes. Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who eats alone. You'll get your share."

Then Fan Yu turned his gaze towards the many heavenly soldiers around him and raised his voice deliberately:

"And it's not just him. All the brothers present here will have a share. After this battle, everyone will be rich, with Dharma, wealth, friends, and land. There will be no shortage of wealth."

The numerous heavenly soldiers immediately cheered, which made the smile on General Fanyu's face even brighter. He then spoke:

"But although this money is good, you need a life to spend it. Don't be greedy and refuse to inform the witch tribe after discovering it, hoping to eat it all by yourself."

"In the end, you didn't get to eat alone, but instead lost your life. That's not worth it."

"Share the meat with the brothers. You won't starve, but you won't lose the biggest piece of fat either."

The cheers of the heavenly soldiers in the field became much louder, and the simple words of General Fanyu made them remember them even more.

During this period of time, many heavenly soldiers were injured, and there were also quite a few powerful witch tribes. They naturally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

Seeing that everyone had taken note and the Wu tribe below was almost burned, General Fanyu spoke:

"Let's go, brothers, to the next one! We'll divide the profits after we return to the camp!"

Many heavenly soldiers were extremely excited and full of expectations for the words of General Fanyu. They were not afraid that the other party would be corrupt. As their superior who had been with them for a long time, they had enough trust in him.

As for the wailing sounds that occasionally came from the flames below, they didn't pay much attention to them.

There are always some clever people who can hold on longer, but under the Six Ding Divine Fire, how can anyone be allowed to escape.

Moreover, when the nest is rebuilt, no egg will remain intact. They may escape the encirclement of Heaven, but how can they escape from the surrounding tribes who are eyeing them covetously?

For the ancient world, the lowest level of heavenly soldiers and generals is also a celestial being. Some ordinary spiritual creatures that are looked down upon are also good spiritual resources for those small tribes.

Mount Buzhou.

Taiyi rang the Donghuang Bell, and the powerful sound waves echoed throughout the entire battlefield. At this moment, only the Twelve Ancestral Witches and some great witches were left on the battlefield.

As for the rest of the Wu clan, they had already been turned into ashes in the water and fire when the true fire of the sun continued to set before the war.

Qi stepped on the innate twelfth-grade pure white lotus. In the sky, the sound of thunder continued to echo, and the divine thunder summoned by the Shuihua Awakening Drum was wandering on the battlefield.

Qi wielded the white jade festival, and the clear light was like a long whip, which lashed Hou Tu, Xuan Ming and Gong Gong from time to time, leaving the three of them covered with bruises.

Qi was previously the Taiyin position in the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Array. He had to bear the shadow of Pangu, which resulted in excessive exertion and he has not recovered to date.

Therefore, today, only three ancestor witches are able to barely compete with Qi and limit the battlefield to this place.

On the other side, Taiyi is fighting against the seven ancient witches led by Zhurong. Even so, he still has the upper hand.

Emperor Jun faced the remaining two ancestor witches. Fuxi was too mentally exhausted from manipulating the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array and did not participate in this battle.

At the instruction of Emperor Jun, the rest of the gods and generals in Heaven went to various places in the prehistoric world to wipe out the witch clan and other rebels.

As the clear light fell, Xuanming vomited blood and flew backwards. A huge hole appeared on his chest.

A mouthful of blood welled up from his throat. Xuan Ming gritted his teeth and swallowed it back. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and couldn't help but curse:

"What a great trick! Even the body of the Ancestral Witch couldn't resist the sharp light!"

"But there is a good way to protect yourself. Just stay in that turtle shell and don't move. What kind of emperor is Emperor Qi? You might as well change your name to Emperor Turtle!"

Granulation tissue began to grow from the gap, and within a few breaths, the gap where the internal organs could be faintly seen before had disappeared.

Xuan Ming breathed a long sigh of relief, but he had just stood up and before he could continue moving, countless thunders struck him.

“Get lost!”

Xuan Ming roared, and the power of law emerged. The thunder in the sky froze in mid-air in front of him before it collided with him.

In an instant, a wave of law that was invisible but contained tremendous power, with Xuanming as the center, spread rapidly around the body like a ripple.

Almost in the blink of an eye, heavy snow suddenly fell from the originally clear sky.

The snowflakes were as big as palms, layer upon layer, and in a flash, they covered the entire battlefield tightly.

Taiyi in the distance only glanced at the change in the sky, waved the Donghuang Bell to force the surrounding witch ancestors to retreat, and sneered:

"How dare a grain of rice compete with the sun and the moon?"

A big sun rose up in the sky, and the heavy snow in the sky instantly disappeared under the sunlight. The ground was dry and cracked, and there was a faint wailing sound in the cracks.

Xuan Ming's face turned pale immediately. He wanted to continue to strengthen the ice and snow in the sky, but he heard Hou Tu's voice suddenly sounded in the distance.

"careful!"

Qi slowly swung down the White Jade Festival from behind Xuanming. Xuanming suddenly felt a pain in his waist, and then he flew forward again.

Several mountains collapsed in response, and violent smoke and dust rose up. The innate 12th-grade Pure World White Lotus was suspended in the sky. Qi stood in it and said calmly:

"How dare you be distracted when fighting with me? Do you think that I am too weak to kill you?"

A mountain hundreds of thousands of feet high blocked the sun in the sky and suddenly fell towards Xiang Qi. A whistling sound came from the sky and the surrounding environment suddenly became dark.

Qi just raised his head slightly and then said:

"The art of moving mountains is nothing more than a child's play. If this is all you can do, this battle is meaningless."

Waving the white jade festival of savior, clear light swept across the mountain peak. Then, some sunlight penetrated the mountain and shone on the innate twelve-grade pure white lotus.

The next moment, the mountain that was tens of thousands of feet high split in the middle, and behind this mountain was the oncoming heavy punch of the ancestor witch Gonggong.

Qi looked at Gonggong's heavy blow but didn't even blink to avoid it.

I saw a white light emanating from the innate twelfth-grade pure white lotus. Gonggong’s heavy fist landed on the white light, but it only lasted for a few breaths before being heavily bounced away.

Seeing this, Qi took the opportunity to swing the White Jade Festival again, and the clear light hit Gonggong. It seemed that Xuanming's previous wound did not disappear, but reappeared on Gonggong.

Five mountain peaks suddenly rose from the earth, wrapping Qi tightly inside. Hou Tu kept muttering something, and words representing heaven and earth appeared on the mountain peaks.

Qi's eyes suddenly went dark, but the solution to the situation was simple. He continued to wave the White Jade Festival, and the opportunity that Hou Tu had been waiting for was finally revealed.

Looking at Hou Tu who was panting not far ahead, Qi just commented:

"The timing is good, but unfortunately the strength is a little lacking. Without the Dutian Shensha formation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are no more than this."

At this moment, on the other side of the battlefield, Zhu Rong and others were also in a stalemate.

They were unable to break through the defense of the Donghuang Bell and naturally could not hurt Taiyi. However, the opponent's offensive and defensive methods were horrifying, and they were unable to spare any energy to help others.

Looking at his brothers and Taiyi fighting in front of him, Zhu Rong's heart suddenly began to beat, and a hint of doubt suddenly emerged in his mind.

"Why are there only these few Heavenly Emperors in front of us? Where are the other Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and Innate Gods?"

A sense of bad luck suddenly arose, and Zhu Rong's breathing suddenly became a little rapid. He shouted to the great witches on the battlefield:

"We will deal with these Heavenly Emperors, you guys return to the tribe quickly!"

Just when many great witches were confused, a possibility suddenly emerged in the minds of the other ancestor witches, and an ominous premonition flooded their hearts and minds.

The three ancient witches who were surrounding Qi suddenly raised their heads and stared at Qi. Gonggong gritted his teeth and said:

"you……"

Qi smiled, but interrupted Gonggong rudely and chuckled:

"He who betrayed Heaven led the witches into Heaven, causing the heaven to break apart. His sins are so grave that even if he is executed, his hatred cannot be relieved."

"It is the decree of the Heavenly Court that any race involved in this matter will be exterminated and their teachings destroyed as a warning to the ancient world."

Qi looked at Gonggong in front of him, his smile widened a little, and he spoke word by word:

"Among them, the Wu Clan thinks it is even worse. They will punish the entire clan and kill everyone involved. Anyone who protects the criminals will be treated as guilty as well."

"Asshole! Damn it!"

Gonggong suddenly became furious, and his body began to swell up, transforming into a red-haired god with a human face, a snake body, and a snake body.

The sounds of countless waves rolled up, and as they moved, the mountain torrents rolled back and attacked Qi.

"I want you to die!"

Qi just smiled contemptuously at this. The Water-Controlling God-Subduing Staff appeared in his hand at some point. With just a light tap, the mountain torrent that was originally sweeping over disappeared instantly.

Gonggong, who had been so powerful before, was now alone and attacked Qi.

The white light emitted by the innate twelve-grade pure white lotus showed faint ripples and shook slightly, but Gonggong's entire body was broken and he fell to the ground like a dead snake, unable to get up.

Under Qi's contemptuous gaze, Gonggong, who was lying on the ground, roared again. Under his red eyes, endless mines spread around him.

The previously broken bones and muscles were restored bit by bit amid Gonggong's roar, and the blood and energy that was already surging in his body now felt like boiling again.

But in Qi's eyes, all his efforts were useless. Qi even said sarcastically:

"Life cultivation is like a mountain of rocks that are constantly accumulating. Every inch of growth requires an inch of accumulation."

"But you are now in this state. You look so powerful and your strength is expanding crazily. In fact, what you have done is just to make the originally compacted soil fluffy."

"It looks like the mountain has grown a lot taller, but in reality it is just a facade, hollow inside, and the mountain has just become fluffy."

"It may be able to provide some strength for a while, but it is overdrawing the future and destroying one's solid foundation inch by inch. If it falls on others, only a little momentum will be left."

Gonggong seemed to have not heard Qi's words at this moment. He dragged his newly recovered body and rushed towards the innate twelve-grade pure white lotus floating in the air again.

The impact this time was much greater. The innate twelfth-grade pure white lotus shook slightly, causing Qi to tilt his lower body.

However, the way Keqi moved seemed to give Gonggong some hope, making him even more crazy.

After Qi was hit twice again, some ripples of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes. Just as Gonggong charged again, these ripples suddenly turned into pure malice.

"Not good! Gonggong, retreat quickly!"

Qi's gaze swept towards the Ancestral Witch Hou Tu who was calling out to her. The smile on her face seemed to tell her that it was too late.

Qi held up the world-breaking white jade festival in his hand, and countless clear lights condensed into entities and gathered on each inscription, making them shine brightly in an instant.

The white jade festival flew out of his hand like a sharp arrow and collided violently with Gonggong who was flying up.

"No!"

Gonggong paused while charging upward, and the white jade festival slowly flew back to Qi's hand.