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Chapter 723 - 723 252 The Great Dao Resounds!

723: Chapter 252 The Great Dao Resounds!

The Great Sects Cry Out!

[Triple update, big cup for votes]_4 723: Chapter 252 The Great Dao Resounds!

The Great Sects Cry Out!

[Triple update, big cup for votes]_4 The Master Cangjie resided on the west side, holding a carving knife, a stone slab circling around him, characters of seal script scattered across the lands of the western sky, mobilizing The Great Dao, suppressing demons and purging demonic obstacles.

Yun Zhongzi was surrounded by a constellation of stars, which were in fact several hundred Spiritual Treasures capable of soul settling and demon exorcism, the embodiment of his substantial accumulation over the long years, more than enough to suppress one side of the world.

Each of the six masters took their positions, and Immortal Yuding slowly raised the Treasure Cauldron in his hand, unfurling a cyan-blue light screen that completely enveloped Houtu’s true form.

Taoist Compassionate Ferry held a treasure bottle, chanting under his breath as he poured the water from the bottle, boundless Spiritual Energy pouring in from all directions to fill the bottle, continuously replenishing the water for purging demons.

The array was set!

Immortal Yuding called out in a long, drawn-out tone:

“Expel—the—demon—”

These six masters simultaneously unleashed their Divine Skills, some pointing a finger, others pushing a palm, sending out a sword, or releasing various treasures.

In an instant, they completely suppressed the unresisting true form of Houtu.

Outside the cyan-blue light screen.

Xuan Ming, the Ancestral Witch, directly manifested his thousand-zhang-tall true form, sweeping his gaze across all quarters.

Over fifteen hundred battle witches’ eyes bulged to the maximum, not daring to relax their vigilance for even a moment.

Guang Chengzi, Immortal Taiyi, the divinely featured Fenghou, and other masters were all hidden in various places, waiting for the potential appearance of enemies.

Time passed like this for five or six hours.

The demon expulsion ceremony was now halfway through, and the pitch-black light film that had wrapped around Houtu’s true form had become translucent.

Demonic Qi continuously spilled from her body, only to be purified directly by the force of the array.

Li Ping’an looked around from the Cloud Boat; the forests in every direction remained silent and peaceful.

Tianli, the old man, quietly descended from the high sky, muttering softly behind Li Ping’an:

“Ping’an, will the Western Sect still come?”

“They probably will, unless they’ve lost too many fierce demons previously and are also pained by it,” Li Ping’an was also uncertain:

“However, we can’t just focus on whether they will come or not, our goal is to help the Daoist friend Houtu expel the demon.

“If the demon expulsion ceremony is successfully completed today, then it’ll be a victory!

“Are there any issues on the north end of East Continent?”

“No major issues,” Li Dazhi said, “We’ve set up several powerful arrays to prevent them from killing the witches and angering Houtu.

Frankly speaking, even if all witches perish, with this distance, Houtu would not sense it.”

Tianli asked, “How about the other witch tribes?”

Li Dazhi gave a wry smile, “We can’t control that, the structure of the Witch Clan is too widespread, we can only take care of this main tribe.”

“It matters not,” Li Ping’an said, “My master’s sword is left within Houtu’s true form; the Holy Mother will intervene at the critical moment…

We can only hope the Western Sect commits fewer atrocities.”

Qing Su, however, said, “Do not let the evil deeds of the wicked place shackles upon oneself.”

“Yes, Master,” Li Ping’an replied with a smile.

“Someday, I shall settle scores with the Western Sect, the only difference being how much there is to settle by then.”

The elder Tianli sighed, “It’s not so easy to settle with the Western Sect, there are two Sect Hierarchs within a single sect, and with the Dao Immortal Tribulation yet to come, it’s doubtful the Taoist Sect could unite…

I’m heading back to the battle formation now.”

“Alliance Hierarch, take care.”

“Heavenly Emperor, you are too kind.”

The elder Tianli cast a meaningful glance at Li Dazhi, who stood with his hands behind his back, whistling to the sky as if he didn’t understand the look.

So, another couple of hours passed.

The amount of Demonic Qi in Houtu’s body had decreased significantly, and Li Ping’an inexplicably began to feel uneasy.

The Heavenly Dao suddenly issued a warning!

Mother Guiling, who had been snoring away at his side, opened her eyes.

“Great-nephew Master!”

Woosh—

An urgent sound of tearing through the air came from the horizon, ripples appeared in the firmament, and a thinned to the brink flying knife pierced through space in an instant, arriving in front of Li Ping’an!

Cling!

A crisp collision sound exploded next to Li Ping’an’s ear.

A tiny emerald turtle now appeared before his eyes, and a noticeable white mark was on its shell.

“Ouch!

That hurts!

Hiss!

What kind of Spiritual Treasure is this?

So domineering!” Mother Guiling complained, then reverted to her human form, brandishing the Sword of Subjugation to protect Li Ping’an behind her.

Qing Su and Luo Xuejing flanked Mother Guiling from behind.

Li Dazhi bellowed, “Enemy attack!”

Accompanying Li Dazhi’s roar, a stream of blood light suddenly burst forth from the northwest direction.

Hundreds of fierce demons manifested their true forms, driving countless poisonous insects, carrying billowing miasma, and attacked the demon expulsion array.

Shadows of blood blossomed in the woods, and the invisible blades decapitated the heads of dozens of battle witches.

“Despicable beast, how dare you!”

Guang Chengzi’s figure appeared abruptly; the Heaven-Overturning Seal became as large as a mountain, smashing down from the sky towards the ground below.

“Why bother meddling in the business of witch affairs, fellow Daoist?”

A light laugh sounded from the northwest direction, two masked Daoists suddenly materialized; a Ninth Grade Golden Lotus and an ancient Pagoda flew up simultaneously, joined with several powerful fierce demons, barely managing to hold off the Heaven-Overturning Seal temporarily.

Guang Chengzi took out the Soul-Suppressing Bell, about to gently shake it.

Woosh—

That eerie sound of cutting through the air started again; Guang Chengzi instantly shifted his position, but as soon as he settled, a few drops of blood sprayed from his wrist, and his left arm went numb for a moment.

Guang Chengzi’s expression shifted several times, and he turned around to shout a warning, “Beware of the ancient Five Vile Insects, the Liù Chì Tiānchán!

Watch out for its cicada wings!”

Behind the woods, the handsome and enchanting Daoist yong man smiled with his lips pursed.

His sword gently swayed, and the thin blades made from the cicada wings aimed to slice through the witches in the woods.

At that moment.

Li Ping’an’s voice suddenly exploded from above, “The northwest direction is a feint!

Contract the battle lines on all sides, do not act recklessly!”

The Liù Chì Tiānchán squinted and laughed, his expression somewhat regretful.

Just now, he was hoping to make a grand achievement.

Following that, the Liù Chì Tiānchán locked his gaze on Xuan Ming, the Ancestral Witch, licking his lips in anticipation.