Chapter 47: Primordial Starry Sky, Besieging the Witch Clan

The inferior grade innate spiritual treasure Taiyin Sword rushed straight towards Yang Gui.

The power of the moonlight condensed into shape and rushed towards him from all directions.

Xihe's face was filled with anger. Looking at the laurel tree with a branch cut off, his rage surged.

This was the place where the sisters were born, and they had taken good care of the laurel tree for countless years. How could they tolerate it being destroyed by this thief?

Yang Gui looked at the Taiyin Sword flying towards him rapidly, and a five-colored divine light flashed in his hand.

Under Xihe's shocked gaze, he held the Taiyin Sword in his hand.

"Young man, don't be angry."

How could the two sisters Xihe and Changxi, who were already furious, listen to him?

The endless origin of the moon rolled, and the power of the moon's light swept across the moon star.

This is the dojo of the two sisters. By fighting here, their strength from the early stage of Daluo Jinxian was forcibly raised to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian.

The power of the moon turned into a giant sword and fell from the sky with the blessing of Xihe and Changxi.

Yang Gui stood still, with the Blue Lotus Flag floating above his head.

boom!
An earth-shaking sound was heard from the Moon, raising a cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, the two sisters Xihe were surprised to find that Yang Gui was standing there intact, not even moving.

At this point, they knew very well that Yang Gui's strength far surpassed theirs.

The two sisters' expressions changed. "I wonder which senior came to Taiyin Star to tease us two sisters?"

Yang Gui threw the Taiyin Sword in his hand to Xihe and said, "I just came here to get some laurel branches. Since you are the owner of this place, I can't just take them and leave."

After saying this, a drop of Three Lights Divine Water flew out and landed at the roots of the laurel tree.

As the Three Lights Divine Water fell, a thin branch began to slowly grow from the place where the laurel tree branch had just been cut off.

"Three Light Divine Water!"

Xihe exclaimed.

One of the ten sacred waters of prehistoric times, it can cure all wounds and diseases; it is something that countless gods envy.

The person in front of him actually threw out a drop casually, restoring the laurel tree's origin.

Something that can save your life at a critical moment.

Yang Gui said, "In this way, it won't take long for the laurel to recover its original state, so it won't be in vain."

Xihe opened her mouth to say something, but Yang Gui had already disappeared into the Moon.

"Sister, this senior is too rude!" Chang Xi blushed and said angrily.

Xihe's eyes were slightly cold, "It's our fault that we are weak!"

As the goddess of the moon, how could Xihe not be angry when others treated the moon as their back garden and allowed them to come and go as they pleased?

But my own strength is not as good as the other party, so this is the only way!
Anger filled Xihe's heart.

Ignoring the angry Xihe, Yang Gui came to where the stars were and where the celestial body circulated.

In the vast starry sky.

The endless starry sky is filled with starlight.

The star spirits born from the major stars emit dazzling light.

These are the first generation of star gods in the prehistoric times.

Three hundred and sixty-five main stars, fourteen thousand eight hundred secondary stars, and billions of small stars.

Make up this vast and desolate starry sky.

"The stars in the sky..."

Yang Gui murmured in his heart.

Without the River Map and Luo Shu, I wonder if he can understand this great formation of the ancient times by relying on the understanding shared with him by his original body.

"It is a rare opportunity for you two to practice among the stars."

After speaking to the six-eared macaque beside him and the strange white tiger under his feet, Yang Gui began to comprehend the movement of the stars in the ancient world.

When the six-eared macaque heard this, he did not dare to neglect it.

Previously, my master had passed on to me a book called "Fighting Heaven and Earth Demonic Nerve" on the road. At this moment, under the starry sky, this skill actually felt like it was about to break through. I quickly sat cross-legged not far away.

The white tiger was flying in the void, its huge eyes looking towards the west, and its aura was surging.

"Why do I feel a sense of calling?"

When Yang Gui's twelfth-grade green lotus clone was comprehending the stars in the ancient starry sky, a wave of disturbance appeared in the ancient land.

At some unknown time, a legend began to spread among the three tribes of birds, beasts, and scaly creatures.

There were countless spiritual treasures in the treasure house of the Wu clan in Buzhou Mountain, but they were discarded at will.

The Wu Clan does not cultivate their souls and therefore cannot use their spiritual treasures. These carelessly discarded spiritual treasures make the three clans very excited.

The three tribes, which had been fought and driven away by the Witch Tribe for countless years, abandoned the hatred of the previous catastrophe and began to form an alliance due to new and old grudges.

An attack was launched on the Wu clan’s territory, in the direction of Mount Buzhou.

Ancestral Witch Hall.

The twelve Ancestral Witches had gloomy faces and sat in the Ancestral Witch Hall without saying a word.

After a long time, the ancestor witch Hou Tu slowly spoke, "Brother, the three tribes are attacking, there must be other gods behind the scenes."

“Hmph!” Zhu Rong, the ancestor of witches, snorted coldly, with flames rising from his body. “These evil creatures, do they really think that our witch clan is easy to mess with?”

The space around Di Jiang's body twisted, and his voice was cold, "It is said among the three tribes that my Wu tribe does not cultivate the soul, does not know the destiny, and forcibly plunders countless spiritual treasures and keeps them without using them. This is because our virtue is not worthy of our position and we are not worthy of being the descendants of Pangu."

"Even the so-called Pangu authentic and Sanqing are not as good as them."

Having said that, Dijiang's aura suddenly exploded.

"war!"

"Use Buzhou Mountain as the starting point, establish the Twelve Ancestral Witch Tribes, and raise an army to destroy the three tribes!"

"Let these so-called innate saints see clearly that the Wu clan cannot be bullied! Who is the real Pangu!"

Dijiang's voice spread wider and wider.

The laws of space flowed through his body, and his voice reached the ears of every witch.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

The murderous aura of the ancient times rolled and rushed straight into the sky.

Countless clouds were shattered by this fierce evil spirit.

The twelve ancient witches each brought people from their own tribes and began to disperse in all directions.

Establish your own tribe and kill the three tribes!
The vast land, which had been peaceful for hundreds of thousands of years, was once again filled with killing.

sun star.

Di Jun Taiyi looked at the murderous prehistoric world and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Second brother, if we calculate the time, that cave heaven should be revealed by now."

"It's just the right foundation for our grand plan!"

Taiyi felt a little reluctant, "Brother, with so many creatures from the three tribes, can we defeat the Wu tribe?"

These are the foundations for their future!
If they were all wiped out by these witches, it would be a waste of time.

Di Jun didn't care. "Don't worry. I have already secretly preached among the three tribes. Now the strength of the three tribes is much stronger than before. They can definitely fight against the Wu tribe."

"Besides, if the three tribes had not been beaten to the point of being overwhelmed by the Wu tribe, how could there have been any problems with us two brothers?"

After returning from Zixiao Palace, Di Jun felt something was wrong after being defeated at Mount Buzhou.

As an innate divine being, born in the sun star transformed from Pangu's eyes, and possessing the top-grade innate spiritual treasures such as the River Map and Luoshu, how could he not notice when he was secretly plotted against?

But the saint is above, and his strength is unfathomable.

He is now only at the Golden Immortal realm, so he can only hide himself temporarily and plan secretly.

The top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the River Map and the Luo Shu, was suspended in the palm of Emperor Jun's hand, emitting a mysterious light.

"The secret of the ancient world was concealed by that person. Is the result we calculated true or false..."

(End of this chapter)