AWB Chapter 362 The Ten Thousand Years' Expectation Has Arrived! Armies Clash!
Chapter 362 The Ten Thousand Years' Expectation Has Arrived! Armies Clash!
Before long, Dijiang and the other ancestral witches arrived deep within the Pangu Temple.
Here lies a vast pool of blood.
Sitting upright in that pool of blood was none other than the former great sorcerer Chi You.
After the Ancestral Witch of the Earth was reincarnated, she had Niu Ben send a drop of her essence blood back to the Witch Clan.
After some discussion, Dijiang and the other ancestral witches decided to let the great witch Chiyou refine the essence blood of the ancestral witch.
At this moment, a series of seemingly tangible baleful auras surrounded Chi You, and the entire blood pool was boiling.
Even more shocking is that the aura emanating from Chi You has far surpassed that of the Great Witch.
"We're almost there!"
Upon seeing this, the Ancestral Witch Dijiang exclaimed excitedly, his heart pounding faster than ever.
He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Now that he sees Chi You about to completely refine the blood essence of the Ancestral Witch and ascend to become the new Ancestral Witch, Di Jiang is naturally delighted.
Meanwhile, the other ancestral witches present were also very excited.
"Very good!"
"If Chi You can successfully advance to the ancestral witch level, then my witch clan will have all twelve ancestral witches again."
"The day of the decisive battle against the demon race is fast approaching; truly, the Father God is protecting our witch clan!"
"..."
Just as the ancestral witches were getting excited, Chi You's aura in the blood pool rose again.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, a violent aura erupted, breaking through the shackles and overcoming the last obstacle, successfully advancing to the level of an Ancestral Witch.
Upon seeing this, Dijiang and the other ancestral witches were overjoyed.
"It's done!"
"Haha, our witch clan is destined for prosperity!"
Inside the blood pool, Chi You slowly opened his eyes, briefly sensing the surging power of blood and qi within his body. He felt as if he had been reborn.
"Is this... is this the power of the Ancestral Witches?"
"Compared to this great shaman, he's not even in the same league!"
Chi You sighed inwardly, then quickly stood up and bowed to Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches.
"Greetings, esteemed Ancestral Witches!"
Upon hearing this, Dijiang burst into laughter:
"Alright, Chi You!"
"Now that you have become an Ancestral Witch, you may henceforth address us as brothers!"
Before Chi You could reply, the ancestral witch Qiang Liang hurriedly said:
"Brother, now that Chi You has achieved the status of an Ancestral Witch, we should seize the time to practice the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation with him."
Di Jiang could not deny what Qiang Liang said, and immediately looked towards Chi You:
"Chi You, you don't have any objections, do you?"
Chi You replied without hesitation:
"I'll do whatever my elder brother says!"
Next, Dijiang and the other ancestral witches did not delay and began to practice the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation with Chiyou.
……
Time flies, and before we knew it, ten thousand years had passed since the Demon Emperor Dijun issued the challenge to the Witch Clan.
On this day, the primordial chaos was so intense that even the sun, moon, and stars seemed to dim, and the air was so heavy that it was suffocating.
All caves were closed, and all living beings lay dormant.
Only countless divine thoughts, some bright and some dark, rose from the primordial world and eventually focused on Mount Buzhou.
"Time is up."
"The Lich War is about to begin."
"Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Emperor Di Jun declared that he would lead all his demon soldiers in a decisive battle against the Witch Clan!"
"A great upheaval is about to occur in the primordial world!"
"I wonder how many lives will be lost in this battle?"
"..."
Many great figures sighed with emotion.
"Boom!"
Just then, the eastern sky above Mount Buzhou tore open without warning.
Following the sound, a rift stretching for hundreds of millions of miles appeared.
From that rift, war clouds gathered.
"Knock knock..."
Before long, the war drums thundered.
Upon closer inspection, the endless sky was now adorned with fluttering banners, and countless demon armies clad in armor and wielding divine weapons surged forth like a torrent of steel.
The weapons held by these demon soldiers and generals were all specially made witch-slaying weapons to deal with the witch clan.
In addition, the demon race also has 365 Great Luo Demon Kings holding main star banners, standing in specific positions.
Fourteen thousand eight hundred Taiyi demon generals led a host of evil spirits and hundreds of millions of demon soldiers into battle formation, their demonic energy intertwined.
As soon as it appeared, it formed a starry sky killing field that blocked out the sun!
Emperor Di Jun, the Demon Emperor, rode in the Nine Dragon Imperial Carriage, hovering high at the forefront of the demon army.
He was dressed in dark gold Heavenly Emperor armor, his face was cold, like ancient ice.
There was no superfluous emotion in his eyes.
There is only the resolute determination and hatred to destroy everything.
Beside Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi had the Donghuang Bell hanging from his head, which hummed and resonated throughout the universe.
Behind the two demon emperors were Emperor Fuxi and a group of demon gods, all exuding murderous intent and ready to strike.
Just as the demon army was about to descend, a deep and powerful pulse emanated from within Mount Buzhou.
"Knock knock knock!"
"boom……"
Soon, boundless malevolent energy surged forth, transforming into billowing smoke that soared straight into the heavens.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that within the malevolent aura, countless warriors of the Wu tribe appeared, densely packed, occupying the land as if it were boundless.
These witch warriors were all brimming with the energy of dragons and shrouded in malevolent aura.
They did not wear armor because the Wu tribe's physical strength was the best defense.
In the hands of the witch warriors, they wielded various crude witch weapons such as giant axes, heavy hammers, and bone clubs.
At the forefront of the witch army, the twelve ancestral witches stood side by side.
Space distorted around the Ancestral Witch Dijiang, while the River of Time surrounded the Ancestral Witch Zhujiuyin, and the Ancestral Witch Zhurong was engulfed in raging flames...
At this moment, the terrifying aura emanating from the armies of the Lich and Demon races shook the heavens and earth.
Even a sage would feel a surge of emotion upon sensing it.
Just as the armies of the Lich and Demon races were locked in a standoff, outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, at the Purple Cloud Palace.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat upright on the futon, sensing the confrontation between the two armies. He slowly opened his eyes, thinking to himself:
"The workings of Heaven are truly ingenious!"
"Using the Great Calamity as a furnace and the two races as fuel, we tempered and devoured the last remaining active will left behind by Pangu in the world, in order to complete ourselves."
"Is this an attempt to accelerate the formation of one's true form?"
Others may not know this, but Hongjun is very clear about it.
Behind the Lich War lies the machinations of Heaven.
After all, the Wu Clan was formed from the essence and blood of Pangu.
This is why the Wu tribe held the great god Pangu in high esteem and called him their father god.
The demons Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were formed from Pangu's eyes.
Both the Wu tribe and the Yao tribe possess the blessing of the will of the Great God Pangu.
In Hongjun's view, the Heavenly Dao, by taking advantage of the great trend of the prehistoric world, pushed for the occurrence of the Great Tribulation. In fact, behind the scenes, it also had its own plans, which was to devour the will left behind by the Great God Pangu in this world.
"call……"
As he pondered this, Dao Ancestor Hongjun couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Although he knew these things, he was powerless to do anything about it.
It should be noted that after attaining sainthood, he gradually merged with the Heavenly Dao.
It was precisely because of these restrictions that Hongjun placed his hopes on Niu Ben.