However, the Ancestral Wu had a good plan, but the Demon Race did not think so!
At this moment, the Demon Race was established, and Emperor Jun received merit and his cultivation was stable. Although he was in the early stage of quasi-saint, his realm was stable. Coupled with the innate supreme treasure, the Chaos Bell, Emperor Jun's strength was definitely the first in the entire Demon Race!
Even his elder brother, Di Jun, could not compare!
As the first combat force, Emperor Jun was a bit arrogant!
Although the Demon Race was developing well, Fu Xi had already ordered the demons in the Heavenly Court to start building palaces. The current Heavenly Court had a hint of its former glory, and the South Heavenly Gate outside was magnificent and imposing!
But this was far from enough. Emperor Jun decided to go to the Great Desolation to find more powerful demons to serve the Heavenly Court!
So, Emperor Jun descended from the Heavenly Court and headed towards the Great Desolation!
The demons and witches in the lower realm were fighting fiercely. This was the norm in the Great Desolation. After all, the witches often fought with the demons to obtain food. Both sides suffered casualties, but it was within the witches' control!
But when Emperor Jun arrived, the sound of the Chaos Bell immediately caused heavy casualties among the witches. Emperor Jun didn't care and was even smug. After all, being able to kill so many witches and save his demon brethren, his fame would spread!
With Emperor Jun's joining, many witch tribes were killed!
This matter reached Pangu Hall. The Twelve Ancestral Wu originally intended to refine the formation before dealing with these demons. Unexpectedly, Emperor Jun was so reckless and killed their witch tribes wantonly. Immediately, Di Jiang became enraged and took the remaining eleven Ancestral Wu to confront him!
The first Lich War was about to begin!
At this moment, Emperor Jun had gathered many demons under his command, at least a million. Emperor Jun was very happy. If this batch of demons went to the Heavenly Court, his elder brother would definitely be happy!
However, Emperor Jun did not have time to be happy for long before the Ancestral Wu found him. Facing the twelve Ancestral Wu, Emperor Jun cowered and sacrificed the Chaos Bell. Although it froze two Ancestral Wu, the other ten Ancestral Wu each kicked Emperor Jun, severely injuring him!
Emperor Jun was greatly alarmed and quickly fled to the heavens with the Chaos Bell!
There was no other way. The physical bodies of the Ancestral Wu were too powerful. Among the same level, the Ancestral Wu could generally fight two. Not to mention Emperor Jun was only in the early stage of quasi-saint!
"Hmph, little bird, trying to escape?" Di Jiang snorted coldly, using his spatial divine ability, he appeared in front of Emperor Jun and threw a punch!
Emperor Jun was protected by the Chaos Bell, but it shook Di Jiang away. Taking advantage of this gap, Emperor Jun used the technique of transforming into a rainbow and quickly passed through the South Heavenly Gate, returning to the Heavenly Court!
Di Jiang sneered, the monk can run, but the temple cannot. He immediately led the Ancestral Wu and the witches towards the South Heavenly Gate!
"Big brother, something's wrong, the witches are attacking!" Emperor Jun shouted!
Di Jun's face changed. He quickly contacted Fu Xi and Nu Wa, preparing to meet the enemy!
Tens of millions of demons also rushed out, preparing to fight to the death with the witches!
At this time, Di Jiang had already led the witches to the South Heavenly Gate. Looking at the South Heavenly Gate, Di Jiang sneered. Zhu Rong even manifested his Ancestral Wu true form and stomped the South Heavenly Gate to pieces with one foot!
Then Zhu Rong laughed heartily, "Little birds, your Ancestral Wu grandfather is here!"
Then the Twelve Ancestral Wu all manifested their Ancestral Wu true forms and, leading the great witches of the witch tribe, rushed up!
Di Jun's face was grim. The Heavenly Court, which had just been built, was instantly reduced to ruins. But now was not the time to say this. He had already rushed up, relying on the Hetu and Luoshu!
However, the Ancestral Wu were quasi-saints, and each of them had cultivated their physical bodies to sainthood with fierce combat power. In just a few moves, Di Jun and the other four emperors were spitting blood. The surrounding demons died upon contact. Of the tens of millions of demons, only ten million remained!
And the witch tribe suffered no significant damage, their combat power was fierce. At this point, Di Jun knew the gap between the Lich and understood that he could no longer care about anything else. He sacrificed the Hetu and Luoshu and shouted, "Everyone come to me!"
Then the He Luo Tu Shu formation rose, protecting all the demons within it!
The Twelve Ancestral Wu had fought for a long time but could not break through Di Jun's turtle shell. They could only smash and destroy things before leaving with laughter!
After the Twelve Ancestral Wu left, Di Jun's face was ashen. Obviously, he had also suffered heavy injuries from stubbornly supporting the formation.
Emperor Jun and the others were also seriously injured. At this moment, they finally understood the power of the witch tribe!
"Your Majesty, I observe the formations of the stars and combine them with Your Majesty's Hetu and Luoshu. Perhaps we can create a formation, and then we might be able to fight the witches!" Fu Xi said, dragging his injured body!
Di Jun agreed without thinking. At this point, they could only try their best!
At the same time, he gave the Hetu and Luoshu to Fu Xi, telling him not to worry about anything else and to focus on researching formations!
This great battle between the Lich tribes shook the entire Great Desolation. After all, the commotion was so great. Seeing the witch tribe return victoriously, all the great powers in the Great Desolation had one thought: do not provoke the witch tribe, they are too powerful!
Look at how arrogant Emperor Jun was before, but now he's been beaten like a dog!
This shows the power of the Twelve Ancestral Wu!
Because of this conflict between the Lich, many great powers in the Great Desolation restrained their thoughts and focused on cultivation. Without absolute formidable martial power, it's better not to be too reckless!
In Kunlun Mountain, Yuan Shi looked at the Kunlun Mirror in his hand and said to Tong Tian and Tai Qing Lao Zi beside him, "Big brother, third brother, the physical bodies of these witches are truly strong. If we three brothers were to face the Twelve Ancestral Wu, it would be a bit..." Yuan Shi's words were not finished, it was obvious!
Without the Tai Qing Lao Zi's Heaven and Earth Xuan Huang Exquisite Pagoda, they would probably be defeated if they faced the Twelve Ancestral Wu!
Moreover, they called themselves the orthodox descendants of Pangu, but the Twelve Ancestral Wu were also formed from Pangu's essence blood. This title of Pangu's orthodox descendant might lead to a confrontation with the witch tribe!
However, Tai Qing Lao Zi smiled and shook his head. In the next sermon, they would be bestowed with the Primordial Violet Qi, and they were destined to be saints. What could the witch tribe do?
Of course, his two younger brothers did not know. Tai Qing Lao Zi said, "We are destined to become saints. Arguing about these things is meaningless!"
Yuan Shi suddenly realized. Yes, they were destined to become saints due to the merit of opening the heavens. They really didn't need to worry too much about these things!
"Alright, the witch tribe is strong now, but only for now. We just need to cultivate diligently!" Tai Qing Lao Zi finished speaking and left, returning to his palace. Tong Tian also nodded, bid farewell to Yuan Shi, and returned to cultivate.