164: The combined attack technique of the Ancestral Witches

Earth-shattering roars suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

Twelve figures with soaring Evil Qi stepped through the Void Realm, and the East Sea instantly churned with massive waves.

Before they drew near, people couldn't see them very clearly, but those twelve towering figures were extremely recognizable.

Who else could it be but the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

Behind them, it seemed some members of the Wu Race were also continuously arriving.

It seemed that this time, the East Duke had truly infuriated the Wu Race.

Not only did the Twelve Ancestral Witches set out together, but they even brought some elites from their race.

But after the Ancestral Witches arrived at the battlefield, they stood still in place.

They wanted to see where the East Duke got the confidence to dare provoke their Wu Race.

Seeing Taiyi being temporarily suppressed by the East Duke on the battlefield, Zhu Rong couldn't help but cheer repeatedly.

“Well fought! Give that mixed-feathered bird a good thrashing for me.”

The Ancestral Witches were stunned, then they all looked toward Zhu Rong in unison.

Aren't we on the same side as Taiyi's Yao Race this time?

But after just a thought, the Ancestral Witches reached a consensus.

The East Duke, the Immortal Court, and the like must be flattened.

But seeing Taiyi get beaten up—that was a rare sight.

So the Ancestral Witches changed their minds and started watching the show from where they stood.

“Beautifully fought! Good job, East Duke, give him a good thrashing.”

“Kill Taiyi and you'll be the Immortal Emperor!”

“...”

The cheers of the Ancestral Witches made Taiyi grit his teeth in rage.

They were clearly all here to fight the East Duke, yet these idiots truly didn't know the priority.

Even if they had previous grudges, they should be attacking the East Duke together right now.

“Ancestral Witches, they really are all idiots!”

Taiyi cursed inwardly.

On the other side, hearing the shouting of the Ancestral Witches, the East Duke was also extremely impatient.

Channeling mana into his palm, he threw a punch, temporarily repelling Taiyi.

Pointing at the Ancestral Witches, he shouted, “Shut up, you idiots!”

“Once I finish off Taiyi, I'll come deal with you!”

Hearing this, the Ancestral Witches, who were just cheering for the East Duke, were speechless.

This guy truly doesn't know what's good for him; we were clearly cheering for you, yet this is what we get in return.

Then don't blame them.

The Wu Race changed their tune and began hurling insults at the East Duke.

“East Duke, screw your mother!”

“We gave you face, didn't we? To think you'd provoke your Wu Race grandfathers for no reason.”

“This time, we'll definitely flatten your Immortal Court's nest!”

“...”

The Wu Race was notoriously difficult to deal with; others avoided them at all costs.

But you just had to bump into them; you can't blame them now.

Hearing these insults, the East Duke was about to explode with rage.

“You barbarians...”

Unfortunately, his words were completely drowned out by the voices of the Wu Race; no one knew what he actually said.

On the other side, Taiyi was delighted. “East Duke, your doom is at hand.”

“I advise you to kneel before me immediately. If the Immortal Court becomes a vassal of my Heavenly Court from now on, perhaps there's a slim chance of survival.”

“Shut up...” The East Duke was clearly unable to think straight anymore.

It was one thing for the Ancestral Witches to insult him, but you, a suppressed Taiyi, still have the nerve to shout.

“Die!”

The East Duke continued to channel his power, and countless attacks swarmed toward Taiyi.

But they couldn't break through the defense of the chaos bell at all; there were only a few scars on Taiyi's body.

However, within the Myriad Immortals Formation, Taiyi could only defend and had no strength to fight back.

Thus, after another long stalemate, the Ancestral Witches finally grew tired of watching.

How could you, the East Duke, be so useless? You can't even handle Taiyi, yet you claim you'll unify the prehistoric world.

Might as well just be destroyed.

At Di Jiang's signal, two hotheads rushed out first—Zhu Rong and Gonggong.

“East Duke, I'm f***ing coming!”

“And me!”

Since the last time they struck the bell, the two had researched a combined ultimate skill.

Zhu Rong lifted Gonggong and hoisted him onto his shoulders.

Then, gathering all his strength, he began to sprint.

The Law powers of the two manifested, constantly entangling, rising and falling, and then actually showing a tendency to merge.

Water and fire transformed, creating a wondrous spectacle upon the two.

The two were instantly enveloped in a large amount of white mist and vanished from where they stood.

The East Duke, who had originally been wary of the two, lost his target at this moment.

When they reappeared, they were already right before his eyes, displaying an unstoppable Aura.

Zhu Rong used all his own strength as a catalyst, channeling it all into Gonggong.

Gonggong, meanwhile, acted as an Incarnation of a giant hammer and crashed toward the East Duke and the Ten Thousand Immortals Great Formation.

Who says the Wu Race can't use Spirit Treasures? The Wu Race themselves are the strongest Spirit Treasures.

The East Duke saw these two hotheads charging toward him recklessly.

If they were to crash directly into it like this, the Ten Thousand Immortals Great Formation would likely be ruined.

In great shock, he wanted to turn around to block this attack.

“In your dreams!”

Taiyi, who had already understood the situation, naturally wouldn't let him have his way.

He activated the chaos bell and sent it to suppress the East Duke.

The tolling of the bell vibrated, sealing this part of the world.

The East Duke activated the formation, drawing even more heavily on the power of the ten thousand immortals, instantly breaking through the seal.

But at this point, it was already impossible to deal with Zhu Rong and Gonggong's charge.

Seeing that he could no longer dodge, the East Duke could only shout.

“Don't come over here!”

But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

Zhu Rong and Gonggong together transformed into a formation-breaking giant hammer and crashed directly into the Ten Thousand Immortals Great Formation.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

Instantly, the many Restrictions of the formation had no ability to resist their charge and were directly broken; a huge gap immediately appeared in the Ten Thousand Immortals Great Formation.

The charge continued. Like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, Zhu Rong and Gonggong drove straight through that gap, deep into the core of the formation.

The soldiers of the Immortal Court along the way tried to block them, but they were undoubtedly sent flying.

Inside the formation, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and it was instantly filled with wails of agony.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Great Formation had actually been broken in an instant.

This scene completely dazed all the prehistoric experts watching the battle.

How could this East Duke be so fragile?

To deal with a single Taiyi, he had to activate the formation just to compete.

Yet he was helpless against the charge of two Ancestral Witches.

Is this the Immortal Court? Is this the insufferably arrogant East Duke?

He flaunts himself as the head of male immortals personally appointed by a Saint, claiming he will carry out punishment on behalf of Heaven and unify the prehistoric world.

It turns out he's just a paper tiger.

He crumbles at a touch.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Great Formation was broken; the East Duke's momentum was gone.

He immediately called upon the remaining immortals to retreat to Penglai Immortal Island and activate the Island-Protecting Formation.

At the same time, the East Duke couldn't help but start to panic, constantly calling out to the Saint for help.

He thought that since he was the head of male immortals personally appointed by the Saint, the Saint surely wouldn't ignore him, right?