Can't Stand This Lousy Jie Sect Anymore

Chapter 219: Watching the Tigers Fight From the Mountain (First Update Please Subscribe)


The sun rose in the east, piercing the darkness.

A small hill thousands of miles away from Jigui Mountain Range, only about a hundred meters high, on the cliff top sat a Leisure Chair made from Phoenix Blood Wood.

At this moment, Yu Yuan was lying on the Leisure Chair with his eyes closed, gently rocking, and with a smile lightly said: "Now all we have to do is sit back and watch the show."

Wu Zhi Qi stared at the swaying Leisure Chair, sneered secretly, and engaged his sight to look far into the distance.

He saw a khaki dust cloud on the ground, like an earth dragon making its way, charging toward the north at a great speed, crossing a thousand miles in a blink of an eye.

Wu Zhi Qi peered into the distance, and under the golden morning light, he could clearly see countless tall and robust warriors of the Witch Clan surging towards the north, like a tide.

At the very front, the Witch Clan warriors had a pale yellow glow beneath their feet. The earth folded beneath them like paper, enabling them to travel thousands of miles in a single step.

Shrinking Land into Inches!

The signature skill of the Witch Clan's Houtu group!

Only those who worship the Houtu Ancestor Witch can use this divine power.

The warriors of other tribes in the Witch Clan followed closely behind, and as they approached the Jigui Mountain Range, they started roaring and charging forward with a strong desire to kill!

"Boom Boom Boom—"

Tens of thousands of the Witch Clan warriors launched their charge.

These Witch Clan warriors were all tall and strong, each standing over ten meters high. Each step they took formed a deep pit, producing a thunderous stomp.

Countless stones and rocks were trampled into pieces, with dust rising everywhere, gathering together like a meandering dragon.

The entire Jigui Mountain Range began to tremble. The sound of stomping merged with cries of war, reaching into the ears of the Demon Clan hiding within the mountains, terrifying them to the point of being pale as if a tsunami had hit.

"Disaster strikes!"

"Run! The Witch Clan is coming to kill us!"

"Help, so many savage witches!"

"..."

This time, the elites of the Demon Clan summoned by Demon Saint Ying Zhao were hiding in Jigui Mountain and in some nearby mountain ranges.

They had all bypassed the Great Wilderness by sky or by sea, appearing behind the Witch Clan, with the aim to strike them fatally just after they kill Yu Yuan.

To snatch Chaos Bell Fragments and inflict heavy damage on the Witch Clan, killing two birds with one stone!

But they had never imagined that the Witch Clan—considered to be just brute force and foolish—would "see through" their strategy, and rally their entire strength to fiercely and fearlessly attack their hiding places.

The one who was most surprised by this outcome was Demon Saint Ying Zhao himself.

This was his meticulously crafted plan!

Everything had been going smoothly, how could it have been reversed all of a sudden?

He hadn't even seen what Yu Yuan looked like yet!

Demon Saint Ying Zhao stood on the peak of the highest mountain of the Jigui Mountain Range, watching with a cold gaze as the waves of Witch Clan warriors surged towards him, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "There must have been a traitor who betrayed the Demon Clan and informed the Witch Clan of my plan!

This damned traitor!

Once I find out who he is, I will personally tear him to pieces!"

Yin Shisan, as his trusted subordinate, had always been by his side. Hearing this, he forced a bitter smile and said: "My lord Demon Saint, the matter of the traitor is not urgent right now. We should retreat first! If we don't retreat now, it will be too late!"

"Retreat?"

Demon Saint Ying Zhao replied grumpily: "If I retreat now, the tens of thousands of elites of the Demon Clan hidden in this Jigui Mountain Range will hardly make it out alive!

Then how could I lead the masses?"

As if to confirm his words, the Witch Clan warriors who had rushed into the Jigui Mountain Range began to change.

The warriors at the forefront were enveloped in blood mist. Their bodies swelled against the wind and transformed into giants standing a thousand meters tall, as high as some of the smaller mountains around them.

The layered killing formations laid down by the Demon Clan stood in their path but were kicked away or smashed to pieces by these giants with ease.

Heavenly Earth Transformation!

These warriors who possessed the Heavenly Earth Transformation Divine Skills were like beings born for battle.

They could cause immense destruction with the mere raise of a hand or stomp of a foot.

In front of these powerful Witch Clan giants, even the Demon King-level powerhouses of the Demon Clan couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness.

Yet, having contended with the Witch Clan for so many years, although the Demon Clan had been caught unprepared and had their formations directly shattered, they were not going to let themselves be slaughtered without a fight.

Many elite demons began to use their Primordial Spirit Dharma Forms, or showed their thousand-meter-tall true bodies, and fought desperately against the Witch Clan warriors.

For a moment, they actually managed to hold back the first wave of the Witch Clan's charge.

Seeing this, Demon Saint Ying Zhao hesitated no more, and with an angry roar said: "Where are the Demon Gods of all paths? Follow me to battle immediately!"

With that, he took a step and was already above the Witch Clan's army, then like a black lightning bolt, he landed on the head of a Witch Clan giant.

"Boom!"

Under the invasion of terrifying strength, the Witch Clan giant beneath his feet instantly exploded into a shower of blood.

A Witch Clan warrior capable of using the Heavenly Earth Transformation Divine Skills died in an instant, and this scene immediately ignited the bloodlust in the hearts of the demons, dispelling their fear. They howled as they charged towards the Witch Clan army.

"Ying Zhao!"

At the same time, the Witch Clan Clan Leader Da Pan also witnessed this scene, his eyes nearly splitting in fury as he roared, his figure instantly swelling countless times in size, swinging his fist towards the Demon Saint Ying Zhao.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The two were not strangers in combat.

Demon Saint Ying Zhao glanced at Da Pan contemptuously and casually threw a punch to meet him.

"Boom!"

A loud sound echoed.

Compared to Da Pan's fist, which was as huge as a small hill, Demon Saint Ying Zhao appeared as tiny as an ant.

However, when their fists collided, visible ripples instantly exploded around them, surging in all directions.

Immediately following, Da Pan staggered, retreating three steps backward!

Meanwhile, Demon Saint Ying Zhao stood steadfast in the void, unmoved!

"This Demon Saint Ying Zhao has got something indeed."

Even from tens of thousands of miles away, Yu Yuan, with his Upper Pure Divine Eye fully activated, could still see the scenes unfolding over the Jigu Mountain Range.

Notably, the confrontation between the giant Da Pan, as tall as the sky, and Demon Saint Ying Zhao captured his attention immediately, enabling him to witness the entirety of their exchange.

Seeing that Demon Saint Ying Zhao, bare-handed, could actually force back Da Pan even in his Heavenly Earth Transformation state, Yu Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He had some understanding of Da Pan's strength.

When he first arrived at Buzhou Mountain, the first time he met Da Pan was at the beginning of the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, and Da Pan had already become a Great Witch.

The title of Great Witch in the Witch Clan is a symbol of status, but also a representation of a level of strength.

Great Witch, the leader of the witches!

To be called a Great Witch, one not only needs to possess tremendous strength but also receive recognition from the Ancestor Witches, bestowed with Ancestor Witch Essence Blood.

If one can absorb and refine the Ancestor Witch Essence Blood, their strength will rise to an even higher level, on par with that of a Quasi-Saint who has severed their corporeal body.

However, throughout history, very few have managed to achieve this.

Only a handful, such as Jiu Feng, Da Yi, Xing Tian, and a few others.

Thus, most Great Witches have strength equivalent to the pinnacle of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

In a one-on-one fight within the same realm, Great Witches are nearly invincible, capable of utterly dominating those Demon Gods in the Golden Immortal Realm of the Demon Clan.

Because when they perform the Heavenly Earth Transformation, they can significantly boost their own strength, with the strongest among them even able to contest Quasi-Saints!

Da Pan, as an old powerhouse who has survived from the Ancient Era to the present day, certainly has undisputed formidable strength, otherwise, he could not have become the Clan Leader in the Witch Clan, a society where only the strongest reigns supreme.

However, his enraged powerful punch was easily deflected by Demon Saint Ying Zhao.

This demonstrated just how terrifying the strength of Demon Saint Ying Zhao was!

At this moment, Wu Zhiqi, standing by Yu Yuan's side, heard his remarks and sneered, "That Demon Saint Ying Zhao ranks third among the ten great Demon Saints of the Demon Court!

Even including Demon Emperor and Donghuang, his power is within the top ten of the entire Demon Clan!

If you ask me, we'd better leave this place quickly. Just watching this turmoil gives me chills down my spine.

If we get discovered by that Demon Saint Ying Zhao, I fear a single slap could kill us all."

He had spoken at length, yet saw Yu Yuan next to him, staring intently at the distant battlefield, as if deaf to his words.

"Fine, consider my good intentions ignored; do as you wish," Wu Zhiqi muttered dissatisfiedly, and likewise focused his eyes on the distant battlefield.

Within the Jigu Mountain Range, the battle between the Witch Clan and Demon Clan grew increasingly fierce.

Two Witch Clan Elders, each with the strength of a Great Witch, joined hands with Da Pan and finally managed to suppress the momentum of Demon Saint Ying Zhao.

The latter also brought out a Spiritual Weapon akin to a Mixed Iron Stick, fighting alone against three Great Witches and holding his own.

The two sides fought furiously, with sweeping strikes flattening one mountain after another.

While the Demon Saint Ying Zhao was engaged, other Witch Clan Elders led the Witch Clan warriors, charging relentlessly and commencing the eradication of the Demon Clan within the Jigu Mountain Range.

In the blink of an eye, numerous elite demons fell, their blood dyeing the earth red and converging into rushing streams.

Witch Clan warriors also suffered losses, but compared to the Demon Clan's casualties, they were significantly fewer.

Just as the Demons of the Jigu Mountain were on the brink of annihilation, various Demon Gods along with a large number of elite demons rushed to the scene from all directions, turning the tables and surrounding the Witch Clan in their midst.

"Kill!"

Amidst the thunderous battle cries, the long-awaited epic clash between Witch Clan and Demon Clan reached its true climax.

"Look, that guy on the east side is the Yun Cheng Wanli Peng you're looking for!"

From a small hill thousands of miles away, Wu Zhiqi suddenly called out loudly.

Yu Yuan's heart stirred, and following the direction pointed out by him, he saw a majestic man clad in a Mystic Robe, wielding a halberd, leading a contingent of elite demons towards the Jigu Mountain at high speed.

"Indeed, instead of blindly chasing you, it's better to wait for the hare at the stump; wait for you to come to me!"

A smirk appeared on the corner of Yu Yuan's mouth. He reached out, took out the Glazed Bottle, and captured Wu Zhiqi inside, then transformed himself back into the guise of Da Pan.

He exercised the Shrinking Land into Inches Divine Power, covering thousands of miles in one step, instantly appearing on the East Slope of the Jigu Mountain, just in time to block Yun Cheng Wanli Peng's path. Without another word, he took out the Mixed Gold Hammer and swung it down fiercely.

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