62: The Witch Clan vs. the Demon God Palace: The Final Battle

"Interesting!"

"There is a mastermind behind the Wu Clan, and it is very likely a Cultivator!"

"Incredible, the Ancestral Witches would actually follow the advice of a Cultivator; this is truly unexpected information!"

"..."

Not only Dijun and his group, but even the Great Divine Power Holders of the Great Desolation who had come to their senses—like Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Minghe—were struck by a sudden realization at this moment.

No wonder the Wu Clan's actions suddenly changed like this; no wonder the originally scattered Ancestral Witches had actually gathered together, and even identified the flaws in Dijun and the others' schemes to break them in one fell swoop.

Although they didn't know who the mastermind behind the Wu Clan was, there was no doubt that the latter was indeed not to be underestimated. To be able to persuade the Ancestral Witches to follow his orders, this person was definitely not simple.

At this thought, many Great Divine Power Holders showed Battle Intent on their faces.

An existence that could make even the Ancestral Witches submissive must surely be powerful. As the top existences of this era, they naturally wanted to exchange a few blows with him.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoists!"

Zhu Jiuyin and the other Ancestral Witches didn't care about any of that. Looking at Minghe and the others who chose neutrality, Zhu Jiuyin immediately laughed heartily and said, "Fellow Daoists, to express the sincerity of my Wu Clan, I now invite you all to gather at Mount Buzhou!"

"I will issue an order to transfer the Wu Clan members out of Mount Buzhou. As long as that innate supreme treasure you are looking for is born, you can make your own decisions!"

"In addition, my Wu Clan can provide you with an area as a resting place. We are all top experts of the Great Desolation; wouldn't it be nice to interact with each other?"

Hiss—

Hearing these words, the Cultivators present couldn't help but gasp.

It was for no other reason than this.

The fact that the Ancestral Witches had actually started using their brains truly refreshed their worldview and perception.

However, because of this, everyone became even more wary of the Ancestral Witches, and they also gave more approval to Zhu Jiuyin's proposal.

Just as Zhu Jiuyin said, if this group of people gathered together, besides fighting, they could also discuss the Dao and validate each other's insights; that would be the best outcome.

Conversely, if they stayed here, they would at most watch the slaughter between the Ancestral Witches and the Demon God Palace. There would be no benefits in other aspects, and they might even be dragged into the mess.

Thinking of this, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Minghe, and the others nodded one after another: "Good!"

"Excellent!"

"The words of the Ancestral Witch are indeed reasonable!"

"..."

With that, both sides reached an agreement.

Without any hesitation, Zhu Jiuyin directly had Houtu lead the gods into their territory.

With the departure of Yuanshi and the others, only the Cultivators of the Wu Clan and the Demon God Palace remained confronting each other on the battlefield. However, at this moment, the Wu Clan's Aura was like a rising rainbow, while the morale on the Demon God Palace's side plummeted.

The Demon God Palace was originally cobbled together by Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and others. Coupled with the fact that the demon summoning banner itself was something people resisted, this led many in the Demon God Palace to start having other thoughts.

"It's over!"

"My Demon God Palace is going to Ruin!"

Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the others saw all of this, and their hearts couldn't help but feel a sense of mourning and sadness.

They had thought that the establishment of the Demon God Palace would allow them to leap into becoming the masters of a great power, and even fulfill their ambition of unifying the Great Desolation and becoming the master of the great desolation.

But now?

Everything was ruined. A few words from the Ancestral Witch had destroyed the cooperation of the Honghuang Cultivators that the Demon God Palace had worked so hard to win over, and it had caused the internal conflicts within the Demon God Palace to completely erupt at this moment.

Under the current circumstances, unless Dijun and the others could directly suppress the Ancestral Witches, the battle between the Demon God Palace and the Wu Clan would continue in an overwhelming defeat.

"Everyone of the Demon God Palace~"

At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin's voice rang out again: "Dijun and the others refined the demon summoning banner to imprison your Natal Primordial Spirit. They claim it's to preserve a glimmer of life, but in reality, they are just treating you as their private slaves, Puppets, and even lackeys!"

"You all are Innate Deities after all. How much blood, sweat, and hardship did each of you spend to reach where you are today? Are you really willing to become someone else's slave?"

"Or is it that you yourselves want to lick Dijun's boots and have decided that you can't live without him for the rest of your lives?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire field fell into a dead silence.

The people of the Demon God Palace were already extremely resistant to the matter of the demon summoning banner. Previously, they could still use the great cause of the Demon God Palace to cover it up, or even forcibly persuade themselves.

But now that Zhu Jiuyin had unceremoniously pointed out the stakes involved, how could they continue to accept it? Everyone was a Cultivator and had their pride; how could they admit to becoming someone else's slave or lackey?

Almost instantly, a figure stepped out from the Demon God Palace: "Dijun, our paths are different and we cannot plan together. You refined the demon summoning banner in an attempt to enslave us; I am the first to refuse!"

"Today, I cut ties with you. From now on, I am no longer a member of the Demon God Palace. Those who believe in me, follow me!"

After saying that, this person directly rode a cloud and soared up, flying straight toward the outside.

His actions immediately caused many Cultivators to follow, and even those who were already restless began to move immediately.

"Dijun, you've gone too far. We are not your slaves!"

"Dijun, if you want to find lackeys, find them yourself. Anyway, I won't become your slave!"

"Dijun, back then you relied on your cultivation to forcibly incorporate us. Today, we will not continue to mess around and lose our lives with you!"

"..."

As they spoke, large batches of Demon God Palace Cultivators began to withdraw.

In the end, only Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa, Baize, and other Cultivators whose interests were already tied together did not leave.

At this point, the Demon God Palace fell apart.

There had originally been a possibility of competing with the Wu Clan, but now that possibility was completely shattered, losing the last chance of a comeback.

"Zhu Jiuyin~"

Until this moment, Dijun finally couldn't help but roar.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his whole body staggered as he stood there, his eyes bloodshot, staring fixedly at Zhu Jiuyin and the other Ancestral Witches. The killing intent and hatred from the bottom of his heart reached a peak at this moment.

"Your grandfather is here!"

Laughing heartily, Zhu Jiuyin was extremely satisfied with Dijun's reaction this time.

Without any hesitation, Zhu Jiuyin directly raised his hand and shouted: "Where are the children of the Wu Clan? Follow this Ancestral Witch to destroy the Demon God Palace and kill these fellows who hinder the rise and development of my Wu Clan!"

"Kill!"

"Kill~"

"..."

The earth-shaking cries of slaughter resounded. The ten Ancestral Witches led the Greater and Lesser Witches gathered at this moment in an all-out attack, charging straight toward the area where Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the others were.

"Ancestral Witches, I'll fight you to the death!"

Seeing this, Dijun's eyes were also nearly bursting out of their sockets.

He didn't retreat immediately, but instead led the charge toward Zhu Jiuyin.

At the same time, although Donghuang Taiyi and the others knew that the situation was already lost, they absolutely would not accept being forced to leave. They also summoned their respective Innate Spirit Treasures and chose to meet the attack.

In an instant, the final duel between the Wu Clan and the Demon God Palace quietly erupted, and the entire area once again entered a state of raging war.