At this moment, Nuwa was in a state of madness and frenzy, truly capable of anything.
Qing Ling sighed and stood in front of Nuwa.
Nuwa had endured several blows of Hunyuan power, not only her mind but also her body was covered in wounds. Her strength was at most twenty to thirty percent of her peak. At this point, Nuwa would undoubtedly trade injury for injury, which would damage the foundation of her Great Dao, making her hopeless for Hunyuan like Di Jun.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, the priority is to arrange for Fellow Daoist Fuxi's primordial spirit!
With your current injuries, if you seek revenge, you will only cause Fellow Daoist Fuxi to have died in vain."
Nuwa's expression turned fierce, her demon-god-like pupils turned to Qing Ling, meeting his eyes full of stars.
The next moment, she found herself back at Fengqi Mountain.
On Fengqi Mountain, amidst falling phoenix trees and leaves, gentle, old affections supported Nuwa's heart against the madness.
In her ear, Qing Ling's voice echoed, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, if you were Hunyuan today, you could have the heads of the Twelve Ancestral Witches on a platter. A Hunyuan Saint is your future path.
I will descend a Wood Edict on Fengqi Mountain and create a Soul Nurturing Wood, which can ensure Fellow Daoist Fuxi's primordial spirit and true spirit remain undiminished!"
As the voice faded, a dark, ancient tree emerged from the earth beside Nuwa, exuding an astonishing ethereal soul energy.
Nuwa came back to her senses, wiped away the tears in her eyes, and said, "Thank you."
She was determined to achieve Hunyuan, to become a Saint! With a mere flick of her wrist, she could make the Twelve Ancestral Witches wish they were dead!
Beside Buzhou Mountain, Di Jiang roared, "You seek death!"
In the blink of an eye, the four heavily injured Emperors vanished.
The situation where the demon race's high-end combat power was defeated, which they had paid for with the collapse of the Great Du Tian Divine Fiend Formation, was now gone.
They could not go to the Solar Star or the Lunar Star, for those were the foundations of the Solar and Lunar Star Lords. Even Hunyuan beings would be restricted there.
Because the Tai Yin and Tai Yang were the Tai Yin and Tai Yang of the Primordial World, their significance was too immense!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches did not attack Qing Ling immediately. While part of it was due to the backlash of calming their internal fiendish energy, the title of "Wood Master" also played a role.
Qing Ling's indifferent face showed no emotion. He turned and waved his sleeve, scattering countless stars. Millions of demon race members in the Heavenly Court were enveloped by the vast starlight.
Houtu's face turned pale and she said, "Wood Master, are you going to slaughter the people who respect you above all else?"
"From this moment forward, I am no longer the Wood Master of the Wu Clan!"
Qing Ling finished speaking, showing no mercy. His sleeves billowed, and millions of Wu clan members were swept off the Heavenly Court, like a black rain.
Among them were minor cultivators like Earth Witches and Heaven Witches, powerful Wu elders and Wu venerables, and even dozens of Great Witches comparable to Da Luo!
A million Wu beings were swept away from the Heavenly Court as if by a whisk!
Such divine power could only be described as magnificent!
Great beings throughout the heavens and earth were filled with dread. While those old fellows could also achieve this, it would require great effort, whereas this person did it with such ease, expelling millions of powerful enemies with a single wave of his sleeve and a word.
This divine ability was his unique divine ability, comprehended through his understanding of the stars: the Great Du Tian Star Shift Technique.
Utilizing the power of the stars of the Du Tian, the countless branches of the Jian Mu were constantly receiving starlight. He only needed to mobilize the star power of Jian Mu and lock onto the target with his divine sense to shift any object!
It was akin to the GPS positioning in later generations, with Jian Mu as the satellite in the sky and himself as the base station on the ground. With a mere thought, he could perform a Du Tian shift, capable of moving anything within the Primordial World.
After all, he had established this Great Du Tian Star Shift Formation on Jian Mu, and could even shift the suppression power of the twenty-eight layers of the heavens on Jian Mu. Truly, no one below the Saint realm could stop him.
Without the power of the list, why would he personally risk facing the now formidable Twelve Ancestral Witches?
Di Jiang's face turned grim and he said, "It seems the Wood Master is destined to become the Demon Ancestor of the demon race?"
Qing Ling raised an eyebrow and replied, "When I spoke my previous sentence, the Wood Master was no longer relevant to me. Ancestral Witch Di Jiang, please address me as the Demon Ancestor."
Behind Qing Ling, a majestic Wood Dao Zhou Mountain appeared. Countless Wu clan destinies were stripped away. How much Wu clan destiny he had borrowed in the past, he was now returning an equal amount.
Behind him, millions of demon race members bowed down with tears. They were all ragged, heavily injured, and unable to rise. Their fallen friends, their closest kin, their long-time colleagues, and their sworn brothers lay motionless at their feet. The corpses of the demon race piled up like mountains, their blood flowing across the heavens, filling the demon race's Heavenly Court.
This battle, the demon race had lost.
But the millions of surviving demon race members pleaded.
"We beseech the Demon Ancestor to avenge our race!"
"Please, Demon Ancestor, save my mother!"
"We beg the Demon Ancestor to avenge my son!"
...
Each plea, each word, the hatred, resentment, and anger of the demon race converged into a vast, surging river of the demon race. From this moment on, the demon race and the Wu clan were irreconcilable!
Countless demons placed their hopes on the last ancestor of the demon race.
Qing Ling was not moved by the miserable plight of the millions of demons. He spoke calmly.
"In this battle, we, the demon race, have lost!"
Qing Ling used "we," yet he was declaring to heaven and earth that the demon race had lost!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were stunned. They exchanged glances and did not retreat.
Di Jiang said coldly, "Even though the demon race has lost, and one supreme Emperor has fallen, a half-step Hunyuan Demon Ancestor has appeared.
Since the Xi Emperor is gone, let us eliminate another Demon Ancestor!"
Eleven Ancestral Witches surrounded Qing Ling. Five were supreme, six were comparable to the peak of the thirtieth heaven, and one, Ju Mang, heavily injured and unable to participate, was organizing the retreat of the Wu clan army from the side.
Qing Ling glanced at the eleven Ancestral Witches, his face still showing no emotion.
The more he acted this way, the more the other observing great beings felt he was unfathomable, wondering what other trump cards this ancient ancestor possessed.
Qing Ling was not feigning profundity; it was just that after merging with the Wood Dao, his emotions had indeed become very faint. However, with his half-step Hunyuan strength, this only made others perceive him as unfathomable, rather than mock him for pretense.
This was how the Primordial World reacted to differing levels of strength.
Qing Ling said, "Twelve Ancestral Witches, one is heavily injured and unable to fight, and eleven are suffering from fiendish energy backlash. At this moment, even if you can unleash fifty percent of your strength, it is your limit."
Zhu Jiuyin sneered, "Even half of it is enough to destroy you."
Qiang Liang laughed heartily, "It is already a great honor for us, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, to personally send you back to heaven and earth."
Qing Ling smiled faintly, and starlight flickered beneath his feet, spreading in all directions.
Di Jiang quickly shouted, sealing the surrounding space, while Zhu Jiuyin also froze time for thousands of miles.
Space and time were simultaneously fixed!
The starlight beneath Qing Ling's feet flickered a few times, but he did not activate it.
Di Jiang said, "Nine Yin and I will fix time and space. Sister Houtu will seal the earth, Tian Wu will lock down the sky. Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Qiang Liang, Xizi, Xuan Ming, Ru Shou, you will be the main attackers. Even a half-step Hunyuan can only perish!"
The ten Ancestral Witches acted upon command, each sealing a direction.
Space and time sealed, earth isolated, the nine heavens made inaccessible, the eleven Ancestral Witches blocked all of Qing Ling's escape routes.
If they did not eliminate the Demon Ancestor today, when the four Emperors of the Heavenly Court recovered from their injuries, they would have even less opportunity and face even stronger enemies. Strike while the iron is hot!
The Wu clan's intelligence never fell short of any other race!