Immortal Father
Chapter 726 - 726 253 Witch for Pangu's Blood_2

726: Chapter 253 Witch for Pangu’s Blood_2 726: Chapter 253 Witch for Pangu’s Blood_2 What the crowd here did not know was:

Above the nine heavens, in a corner where the Law Bodies of Zhunti and Nüwa collided, two figures hid in the void, facing each other from afar.

The figure on the left sat on a cloud platform, with black hair and beard, dignified in appearance; it was none other than Yuanshi Tianzun.

The figure on the right wore a tattered robe, with gray hair, kind and amiable; he was the Great Sect Leader of the Western Sect.

The two had been in confrontation for a while but neither had any intention of striking directly.

Yuanshi Tianzun said slowly, “Fellow Daoist, such painstaking schemes are a bit too crafty.”

“I beg fellow Daoist to take mercy on the hardships of the West,” Daoist Jieying said with a smile, “The Witch Clan is of great use to this poor Daoist.”

“The Witch Clan is of great use to this poor Daoist as well.”

Yuanshi Tianzun said indifferently:

“Since the Heavenly Emperor is my disciple of Chan Sect, I naturally cannot stand by idly.

I beg fellow Daoist to refrain from creating too much carnage.”

Daoist Jieying said, “Fellow Daoist must not forget the pact we made in ancient times.”

“The Dao Immortal Tribulation belongs to the Dao Immortal Tribulation, establishing the Heavenly Court belongs to establishing the Heavenly Court,” Yuanshi Tianzun said slowly, “Moreover, fellow Daoist thinks that just with that Divine Banner, you want to draw away the Ancestral Witch; I’m afraid you underestimate the power of the Ancestral Witches.”

“Oh?”

Daoist Jieying laughed and said, “If that’s the case, why does fellow Daoist bother to intervene?

My Western Sect will certainly not harm any disciple of Chan Sect.”

“This poor Daoist only feels that the Sect Leader should not act rashly, otherwise the order of heaven and earth will not exist, and the repulsion of the Heavenly Dao towards us will become increasingly intense,” Yuanshi Tianzun revealed a slight smile, “Fellow Daoist should understand this principle.”

“If I were not compelled to do so today, this poor Daoist would not wish to act either.”

Daoist Jieying nodded with a smile, sitting on the Twelve-tiered Golden Lotus, and asked warmly,

“What can fellow Daoist do if you don’t allow this poor Daoist to take back the Divine Banner?

The Heavenly Emperor is still immature; if he can break this poor Daoist’s Divine Banner now, I will gladly hand over the Witch Clan.”

“Even if the Heavenly Emperor doesn’t act, your Divine Banner will not take away a single Witch Clan member today.”

Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head with a smile and slowly closed his eyes.

“The Witch descends from Pangu’s blood, those who opened the heavens, their souls cannot be subdued.”

Suddenly, an extremely profound Dao Charm appeared in the world below.

Daoist Jieying’s smile gradually faded; he raised his left hand and was about to flick his fingers when Yuanshi Tianzun’s hand revealed a Jade Ruyi, causing Daoist Jieying’s movement to halt abruptly.

Below the miasma clouds,

A white figure swiftly crossed the treetops, instantly appearing to the north of the Guiding Divine Banner, striking the banner with a palm.

This white figure was somewhat ethereal, as if it had no physical form;

Her hair draped over her shoulders, her long dress trailed the ground, and her gentle face was filled with seriousness, her palm derived from myriad earth elements.

Houtu’s divine soul!

The Guiding Divine Banner spun round and round, as the palm merely made the banner tremble, while the banner shot out a beam of golden light, almost causing Houtu’s divine soul to dissipate.

“Houtu, fellow Daoist!”

Li Ping’an called out loudly, as Houtu’s divine soul instantly returned to the demon expulsion formation, entering the severely weakened true body of the Ancestral Witch.

Houtu’s physical body opened her eyes, filled with pleading, a tear slid from the corner of her eye.

Li Ping’an turned and called out, “Please stop the Divine Banner!”

Six figures left the demon expulsion formation and flew towards the Guiding Divine Banner.

The Guiding Divine Banner was still trembling incessantly, the creatures transported within still not subdued.

The immortals did not know why Daoist Jieying did not immediately retract the Divine Banner;

But now, they had the chance to try to open the Divine Banner and bring back most of the Witch Clan’s main force!

…

Inside the Divine Banner, there was an illusionary realm surrounded by golden light.

Upon being absorbed into the Divine Banner, seven or eight hundred battle witches either stood or lay down, drowsy yet desperately resisting sleep.

A voice constantly called in their ears.

If they slept, they would lose themselves; if they gave up struggling, they would be turned into slaves by the Divine Banner.

“Stay alert everyone!”

The roar of Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming sounded again, and the bewildered Witch Clan looked forward as drops of blood-red rain fell, causing them to cry out and wake instantly from their stupor.

The witches looked up to see Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming bound by golden chains but had already broken free from many of them.

Xuan Ming tore her own arm with sharp claws, using her own witch blood to display the Divine Skills of the Great Dao of Rain, awakening the other witches.

Suddenly, fuzzy lights streaked by outside; they were various Spiritual Treasures and beams of Divine Skills bombarding the interior of the Guiding Divine Banner, causing the golden light inside to flash chaotically and revealing the boundaries of the golden illusionary realm.

Stronger witches yelled,

“Quick, cut yourselves with something!”

“No one fall asleep!”

“Crash through this Divine Banner!

We of the Witch Clan would rather die standing than be puppets to the West!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Dozens from the Witch Clan leapt into the sky, charging frantically towards the edge of the Divine Banner.

It was like Gong Gong’s wrathful strike against Mount Buzhou;

At worst, we would all be finished together!

Xuan Ming’s struggle became increasingly fierce, the massive true form of the Ancestral Witch flickering in and out of sight.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed outside of the Divine Banner, the familiar Dao Charm of the Great Dao seeping into it.

Xuan Ming paused…

Houtu, it was the spirit of Houtu!

Xuan Ming didn’t know what had come over her; she suddenly felt immensely weary as if all her strength to continue struggling had drained away.

But in the next instant, Xuan Ming’s phoenix eyes blazed with purple flames.

Because the Divine Banner had released a beam of golden light, knocking that white shadow away!

“Jie Ying!

How dare you!”

Xuan Ming roared, two drops of blood tears falling from the corner of her eyes, her body swelling rapidly, her hair fluttering wildly.

The Guiding Divine Banner trembled continuously, its chains breaking one after another, but more chains lashed and wound around Xuan Ming’s body.

A flash of golden light passed by, and within the Divine Banner, chanting resounded, the eyes of the Witch Clan below becoming cloudy again.

The Witch Clan never prioritized the cultivation of the Primordial Spirit, and under the power of the Guiding Divine Banner, they simply couldn’t resist for long.

Xuan Ming suddenly calmed down.

She looked down at her people, endless reluctance in her eyes, filled with deep longing.

She was not a qualified Ancestral.

Heeding advice, she staked the fate of the Witch Clan on Chiyou, exhausting the last of their tribe’s fortune.

She was also an incompetent Ancestral.

She could only watch her people starve to death, trapped in the harsh lands of the Northern Continent, powerless against a stronger enemy.

Xuan Ming slowly closed her eyes, and behind her, ten ethereal shadows seemed to emerge.

These shadows each let out a light sigh, merging into Xuan Ming’s true form.

Suddenly;

Xuan Ming’s body split at the waist into two, blood gushing downwards.

The spilling blood did not scatter but instead coalesced into the likeness of the god Pangu, swinging a blood-red giant axe forward.

Xuan Ming, the Ancestral Witch, was severing her true form!

With her last ounce of strength, she gathered a trace of Pangu’s true power, tearing a crack from within this resplendent, opulent Illusionary Realm!

It was like the force of creating heaven;

As if to rip the universe asunder.

A crack suddenly appeared on the outer side of the Guiding Divine Banner, its golden light falling chaotically, the obscure Dao Charm almost dissipating.

Those chains exploded, Xuan Ming’s bisected body falling to the side of the now drowsy Witches, thrusting out a palm quickly.

Every one of the Witches was flung toward the crack, quickly vanishing from Xuan Ming’s view.

The obscure Dao Charm rapidly consolidated, the gap in the Guiding Divine Banner about to close, as the barrage of light attacking from outside was swept away by the sudden surge of colorful radiance; that was the divine power of the Qibao Mi Tree.

The Guiding Divine Banner sped high into the sky.

The previously rescued members of the Witch Clan fell from mid-air in clusters.

“Ancestral!”

“Quickly save the Ancestral!”

“You all go…”

Xuan Ming’s hoarse voice drifted from the crack, while the Guiding Divine Banner had already closed.

Several elders who first came to their senses and had pursued the Banner were repeatedly knocked away by its golden light.

In the swirls of golden light, Xuan Ming’s bisected body quietly hovered.

She seemed to see many illusions before her, an endless field where she and her twelve siblings ran freely, unfettered and unrestrained.

Enveloped by the sound of chanting and flashes of golden light, Xuan Ming’s bisected body seemed to be stitched back together by the golden light.

This was the healing function of the Guiding Divine Banner.

Xuan Ming exhaled lightly, murmuring, “Why do you always underestimate my clan.”

A pale white flame ignited on her forehead.

Suddenly, a child’s song filled the universe, sounding like a tribute to the Witch Clan.

Xuan Ming suddenly remembered; this was the song she had prepared for Houtu.

On Houtu’s side, they must be undergoing the final step of exorcising demons…

She should be safe now.

That white flame suddenly swept over Xuan Ming’s body, the Guiding Divine Banner filling with rich Spiritual Energy.

“Ah, it hurts…”