Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 593 - 593 612 The Second Witch Demon Catastrophe

593: Chapter 612: The Second Witch Demon Catastrophe?

593: Chapter 612: The Second Witch Demon Catastrophe?

A strike, just one strike, and the Ancient Great Witch Kua Fu’s physical body shattered in defeat!

Bloodied palms, a body cracked like a spiderweb, all unequivocally proved that he was no match for Ye Xuan in physical strength.

“No…

impossible…

you…

what kind of body cultivation method have you practiced?” Kua Fu’s eyes were bloodshot as he yelled at Ye Xuan.

It was no wonder Kua Fu was so agitated; after all, the Witch Clan was uniquely blessed, their physical bodies known as the strongest in the Three Realms, naturally devoid of any countermeasures that could defeat them in close combat.

Furthermore, the Witch Clan was inherently devoid of Primordial Spirits, which meant that attacks targeting Primordial Spirits were useless against them, making them arguably the strongest race in the Three Realms.

However, as the saying goes, one loses something for every gain; despite their formidable strength, the absence of Primordial Spirits meant that they could never produce a Saint, a singular regret for the Witch Clan.

But what had happened today?

Even the physical body that Kua Fu was most proud of had been defeated.

Not only was the opponent of a lower cultivation level, but also possessed an Immortal body, and yet Kua Fu had lost completely in physical combat.

How could he accept this?

Unfortunately, Kua Fu was unaware that Ye Xuan had cultivated the Undying Immortal Scripture, even possessing the Forbidden Chapter, and he followed the path of Proving Dao with Power.

The Daluo Immortal Body he was cultivating was also on the verge of achieving Great Success.

As everyone knows, there are three paths to become a Saint, and Proving Dao with Power is the most difficult, yet the benefits are obvious; whether in divine skills or physical strength, they are considered the strongest, which Ancient Great Witch could compare with Ye Xuan?

Ye Xuan’s terrifying prowess was there for all to witness, even Duobao Tathagata was watching intently.

As a peak existence of the Daluo Nine Layer Heaven, just one step away from reaching Quasi-Saint, when he saw the horror of Ye Xuan’s physique, a look of wariness swept across his eyes.

The most important aspect for the Witch Clan was the physical body, and now that Kua Fu’s body had been ravaged, he was severely injured.

Even though he still had the strength to fight Ye Xuan, facing Ye Xuan’s Daluo Immortal Body, his only fate was death.

“Considering you are her elder brother, I will not kill you today.

You may leave.”

Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, not pursuing his advantage aggressively.

His words seemed casual, but they caused Kua Fu’s expression to drastically change, darkening as he looked at Ye Xuan.

“Ye Xuan, I must admit you have indeed changed beyond recognition.

I am indeed no match for you, but I must warn you, even if you forcefully keep Xiao’E today, it will only bring you immense terror,” said Kua Fu gravely, his tone a warning to Ye Xuan.

Kua Fu was not boasting or trying to intimidate Ye Xuan; he truly was no match for Ye Xuan, but that didn’t mean the Witch Clan as a whole couldn’t contend with him.

The Ancient Witch Clan, uniquely blessed, with the strongest being the Ancient Twelve Ancestor Witches, were unflinching even against Saints.

Below the Ancestor Witches, there were countless Ancient Great Witches; how could Ye Xuan alone contend against the Witch Clan?

As Kua Fu finished speaking, the expressions of various guests subtly changed, and the Group of Immortals from Heavenly Court slightly paled, obviously understanding the implications in Kua Fu’s words.

The Witch Clan is not to be provoked!

Unfortunately, Ye Xuan seemed as if he hadn’t heard Kua Fu’s warning at all.

Instead, his glance towards Kua Fu carried a profound depth, as he slowly walked towards him.

“Do you remember the Great Calamity of Witch Demons?”

A strange and venomous smile played at the corners of Ye Xuan’s mouth as he leaned forward, looking down at Kua Fu.

His voice was only audible to the two of them; to onlookers, it appeared Ye Xuan’s lips were merely moving, unaware of what he was saying to Kua Fu.

“Witch Demon Catastrophe?”

Kua Fu’s expression changed, and his mind involuntarily recalled the terrifying calamity of the great battle between witches and demons from years past.

He instantly turned back to Ye Xuan and asked, “Ye Xuan, what do you mean by your words?”

“Ha!”

Ye Xuan smiled faintly, but his smile appeared extremely ferocious in Kua Fu’s eyes, instilling a chilling dread.

“Come, take a look at my followers from the Heavenly Court.” Ye Xuan laughed lightly, but a sinister gleam flickered in his eyes.

From the beginning to the end, Kua Fu never understood the implication behind Ye Xuan’s words, yet he still couldn’t help but look towards the group of immortals of the Heavenly Court.

But when Kua Fu beheld them, the initial confusion was replaced by shock in his eyes, as if he had realized something horrifying.

The group of immortals, followers of Jie Sect—most of them were Demon folk who had become immortal, beheld Shen Gongbao in his true leopard form, Golden Spirit Saint Mother, and Lady Shiji among others—who among them possessed a human body?

The twenty-four great Patrol Angels all hailed from the Lower Realm as great demon kings, containing amongst them those proficient in the great divine powers of both the righteous and evil paths.

Those who had once followed Ye Xuan from Huaguo Mountain’s seventy-two cave demon kings, the Swallowing Heaven Toad of the Northern Continent and others—who among them was not of the demon race?

After Ye Xuan ascended to the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, he had declared ‘no discrimination in teachings,’ attracting countless demonic beings with great divine powers to his side.

At this moment, how many among the entire Heavenly Court truly were immortals?

Look at those on good terms with Ye Xuan, the Peng Demon, and Kong Xuan—one in his true form was the Golden Winged Great Peng, the other was the first Five-Colored Peacock between heaven and earth, both unmistakably demon cultivators.

If talking about the true bodies of immortals, only Emperor Ziwei’s lineage remained, surveying the whole Heavenly Court which was occupied by demon cultivators by as much as eighty percent—this could truly be referred to as a Demon Court rather than the Heavenly Court.

Kua Fu was not a fool, despite his rough appearance, he was a person of great wisdom.

It was at this time he finally understood, if Ye Xuan were allowed to continue this way, the Ancient Heavenly Court would likely reappear.

What was the Ancient Heavenly Court?

The Ancient Heavenly Court, ruled by two Heavenly Emperors.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had led countless demons of the Demon Race to traverse the Three Realms, fighting for the lead role of heaven and earth against the Witch Clan, which had initiated the Witch Demon Catastrophe.

The ultimate end was mutually destructive, with the Witch Clan suffering heavy losses, forced to retreat from the Three Realms to recuperate in their ancestral land.

It was because of the Witch Demon Catastrophe that the Ancient Heavenly Court fell apart, leaving countless demons leaderless—up to today, no one has been able to unite the Demon Race.

However, the force that Ye Xuan had established in the Heavenly Court already faintly resembled the silhouette of the Ancient Heavenly Court.

“Ye Xuan, what are you trying to do?” Kua Fu asked, trembling, his eyes filled with an extremely solemn expression.

“If your Witch Clan keeps to itself, the Heavenly Court can coexist peacefully with the Witch Clan.

However, if the Witch Clan insists on making things difficult for this Emperor, perhaps the Witch Demon Catastrophe might once again erupt.”

Ye Xuan said with a smile, his grin menacingly sinister, clearly not merely speaking hypothetically.

In this heaven and earth, there was nothing Ye Xuan dared not do.

If the Witch Clan believed they could bully him, the second Witch Demon Catastrophe would indeed take place.

“You…?”

Kua Fu’s expression was as grim as still water.

He wanted to vocally refute Ye Xuan and even more wanted to scold Ye Xuan for his arrogance.

Being merely a Daluo rank, compared to the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan, you were weaker by far—how dared Ye Xuan make such arrogant pronouncements?