Chapter 193 The Lich Determined to Kill the Human Race

A massive purge is in full swing in Kunlun Mountain, and there is no peace between the wizards and liches.

The loss of the Queen Xihe was a great pain for the demon clan, but compared with the loss of the witch clan, the loss of the demon clan was very small.

After all, even without Xihe to reconcile Taiyin, there is still Changxi. Even without the help of these two queens of heaven and demons, the demon clan can set up the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array. Now it is just icing on the cake.

But without Hou Tu, the Wu Clan’s Twelve Gods and Demons Formation would be useless. It can even be said that it is just a decoration and cannot exert its maximum power at all.

Inside the Pangu Palace, the eleven ancient witches stood silently, with little to say to each other, or perhaps they simply didn’t want to say anything.

They were sad that Hou Tu was no longer a witch, and they were also distressed that they could not arrange the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. These worries were intertwined, and the calamity energy entered their bodies, making them even more upset, but they didn’t know what to do.

Finally, Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his red body, his human-like face full of silence. He opened his mouth and spit out a snake’s tongue. The hissing sound spread throughout the hall, conveying his meaning.

“Since my little sister is not in the clan, we have to find a way to replace her. I have two methods now, but it’s up to you to choose which one or choose together. I won’t judge.”

Zhu Jiuyin said slowly.

The witch ancestors were not surprised by Zhu Jiuyin’s last sentence, and immediately asked him to tell them the two methods quickly.

Cultivators who practice the Dao of Time all have this common problem, that is, when they see the future, they dare not act rashly, for fear that they will act recklessly and create a certain future.

Zhu Jiuyin didn’t waste any words and immediately hissed: “The first method is to select a new ancestor witch, and we must select the ancestor witch of earth, otherwise he will not be able to cooperate with us to extract the turbid air from the earth, let alone form the true body of the Father God.”

In fact, all the witch ancestors had thought of this method, or rather, they felt that this was the only way, so it was not surprising that they immediately asked Zhu Jiuyin to come up with another method.

As for the second one, even with Zhu Jiuyin’s identity, he was a little hesitant, but in the end, under Di Jiang’s urging, he slowly said: “The second one is much simpler, that is to learn the formation method of the demon race’s Zhoutian Xingchen formation.

We also offer sacrifices to the twelve divine witch flags. This way, we can set up the formation much faster and make up for the regret of Hou Tu’s absence.”

The ancient witches were not surprised to hear this method, because it was a method they had thought of a long time ago and had discussed it many times when Hou Tu was still alive.

After all, although they hate the demon clan, it does not mean that they hate the formation. It’s just that the essence of the formation of the Twelve Gods and Demons of the Heavens is to rely on the background of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches used their bloodlines to call upon the omnipresent power of Pangu, thereby forming Pangu’s true body, and then invoked the blessing of Heaven to unleash such power.

The most crucial thing is the bloodline of the ancestor witch. Ordinary witches cannot mobilize the power of Pangu, and ordinary formation flags cannot assist them at all, and are gradually forgotten by them.

If Zhu Jiuyin hadn’t mentioned it, they would probably have forgotten about the formation flags.

Xuan Ming frowned and said, “Second brother, we have talked about this method before, but it is impossible to implement unless we can obtain the new blood essence of the Father God. Otherwise, if we rely on splitting the blood essence of the Ancestral Witch to refine it, I am afraid that we will die before we can refine a few poles.”

Essence and blood are not blood, so it doesn’t matter if a little bit flows out. From the great god Hunyuan to ordinary creatures, the amount of essence and blood is fixed. If one drop is missing, the vitality will be seriously damaged, and if too much is lost, the life will be lost directly.

The same goes for the ancestor witches. Because all their cultivation is in their physical bodies, if they lose a drop of essence and blood, their cultivation will decline, so naturally they cannot be harmed.

It is precisely because it costs so much to refine the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Witch Flags that they choose to abandon them.

Instead of wasting time refining this kind of thing, it is better to practice more. Maybe you can figure out a certain level and make great progress in your cultivation. It will be faster for God to destroy the demon race.

But Zhu Jiuyin shook his face and said meaningfully: “The formation flag I’m talking about is not to be trained with our essence and blood, but with others’.”

Xuanming originally thought that the formation flags that Zhu Jiuyin mentioned were the same old ones, but he didn’t expect that his second brother had come up with a new method of formation flags, and it didn’t even require the blood of the ancestor witch. He couldn’t help but become curious.

She asked, “If we don’t use our blood essence, whose blood should we use? Can we use someone else’s blood essence to activate Pangu’s power? Could it be that… you want to use the blood of those three saints?”

The other ancestor witches thought about it and agreed. In the current prehistoric world, if there is anyone who is closer to Pangu in blood than the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it is probably only the Three Pure Ones.

But the saints are much more terrifying than the demons, not to mention the three saints who possess innate treasures. If they have the ability to get the blood of these three saints, why do they need to discuss so much here? It would be better to go directly to heaven.

Zhu Jiuyin continued to shake his head: “Of course it is not the blood of a saint, but the blood of some ordinary creatures. Their blood may be more useful than ours.”

“Mortal blood?”

“How is that possible? Second brother must be joking.” “If this is a joke, it’s too boring.”

The witch ancestors made doubtful sounds, but the meaning was very clear, which was to question what Zhu Jiuyin said.

Apart from the Three Pure Ones, who else is closer to Pangu than them?

For the ancient witches who regard Pangu as the ultimate belief, what they can’t tolerate the most is that there are people who are closer to Pangu than them. Their belief in Pangu has long become fanatical and they have never questioned it throughout their lives.

In the end, only Di Jiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and Xuan Ming, the calmest one, realized what Zhu Jiuyin was saying. They couldn’t help but widen their eyes, pointing at Zhu Jiuyin, and trembling with their lips, but they couldn’t utter a word for a long time.

It was obvious that they were also shocked by Zhu Jiuyin’s boldness, so shocked that they couldn’t even speak.

However, Zhu Jiuyin, the instigator of all this, was very calm and even asked, “Brother, Fifth Sister, do you have any objection?”

Di Jiang finally reacted and couldn’t help but shout: “Second brother! You are fooling around! What do you dare to do to the human race? Aren’t you afraid that the six saints will jointly impose sanctions?!

If the holy punishment really came and struck us all to death, I’m afraid that Emperor Jun would laugh his teeth off in the Lingxiao Palace. Even if we died, we would not be able to face Father Pangu!”

After Di Jiang’s accusation, the other ancestor witches also reacted, and their eyes widened in surprise, just like the two of them had before.

This Zhu Jiuyin actually wanted to slaughter the human race and use their essence and blood to assist them in practicing formations. As the protagonist race, the human race is indeed qualified to replace the essence and blood of the ancestor witch.

They naturally knew that the human race was devouring the luck of the witch clan, but they didn’t dare to do anything about it.

First of all, the human race is the protagonist race. If anything is done to the human race, heaven will definitely punish them.

Secondly, the human race is protected by the Six Saints and cannot lift a finger, let alone start killing in order to refine the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Witch Flags.

So they couldn’t help but persuade Zhu Jiuyin to calm down and not go too crazy.

But in the face of these people’s dissuasion, Zhu Jiuyin not only did not listen, but said with a bit of determination: “Brothers and sisters, we can’t wait any longer! If we continue to wait, I’m afraid that the demon tribe will eat us alive!
Now they are confused by Xihe’s death and are in sorrow. When they come to their senses, they will surely rise up to attack our Wu clan.

If it were you, would you let the current witch clan go?
Absolutely impossible!
Emperor Jun is a peerless hero and will not be trapped too much by love affairs. So when the time comes, he has to take a risky move. If he does it, he may still have a glimmer of hope, but if he doesn’t, he will die immediately. What do you think, should he do it or retreat?

All the choices are up to you. If you continue to dissuade me, I will immediately shut myself up and wait for the final battle. Who can give me an answer now?”

In response to Zhu Jiuyin’s words, whether it was Di Jiang, Xuan Ming, or many other ancestor witches, they all fell silent, obviously unable to give an answer.

Yes, choices are reserved for those who have choices, but they have no choice anymore.

Seeing that many brothers and sisters had begun to think about what he said, Zhu Jiuyin slowed down his tone and said slowly: “And in my opinion, even if we start to slaughter the human race, the six saints will not pay much attention.”

Hearing this, the witch ancestors looked up. Shebi Shi asked, “Second brother, why didn’t the saints take action when we slaughtered the human race? Didn’t they protect the human race in layers?”

Zhu Jiuyin sneered and said, “Those saints are extremely hypocritical. They want the destiny of the ancient world, but they don’t want to do it themselves, and they will give excuses.

No matter what kind of disaster or evil spirit they talk about, they will not personally take care of it. Moreover, the human race is hated by all living things, and disaster will come.

Don’t forget the previous ten suns that illuminated the vast world, causing countless slaughters and burning countless humans to death. But did you see a saint step in to stop it?
My Wu clan is one of the biggest victims. The demon clan has calculated the cause and effect, and now we have to go and settle the cause and effect ourselves. What do those saints have to say?”

Zhu Jiuyin brought up the example of the ten previous Golden Crow princes, and the other ancestor witches thought about it carefully and agreed with it, so they took advantage of the cover of Pangu Palace and quietly sent orders to those witch tribes close to the human race, to kill some humans on a small scale first.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are extremely sacred in the Witch Clan. Naturally, those Witch tribes will not resist the orders of the Ancestral Witches. Even though they know that such actions will be punished by heaven and earth, they are not afraid at all, as they believe that it is just a return to the embrace of Pangu the Father.

At first, only some remote human tribes were eliminated, but gradually, the witch ancestors became more and more courageous and began to reach out to kill some large tribes.

And in this process, there was indeed not even a single saint to stop it.

Some demon gods noticed this and reported it to the Heavenly Court immediately. Not long after, another order came from the Heavenly Court, asking them to also massacre the human race!

　I forgot about this.

　
(End of this chapter)