: Returning to the Dojo, Encountering a Great Battle Between Liches and Demons.

Chapter 40: Returning to the Dojo, Encountering a Great Battle Between Liches and Demons.

In the primordial world, on the western land.

Saint Zhunti shook his head helplessly as he watched the departing man and dragon.

"Chen Qing, what a pity. He has only been cultivating for a few years, yet he possesses such strength. If we could have him return to Mount Sumeru with me, our Western Sect would be able to alleviate a great deal of pressure."

After saying this, the Sage Zhunti pondered for a moment, then took a step towards Mount Sumeru and returned to the mountain.

In the heart of Mount Sumeru, a man sat upright on a golden lotus, looking at the returning Sage Zhunti, and opened his eyes, which had been closed for a long time.

This person was not a stranger, but the Sage Who Guides Us.

The Sage of Reception looked at the Sage of Zhunti, who was deep in thought, and then asked a question.

"Junior brother, what was the matter that you left in such a hurry?"

Upon hearing his senior brother's question, the Sage Zhunti immediately began to explain.

"Senior brother, I just returned from my spiritual journey and discovered that someone on my western land had killed some seeds that were intended to be recruited into the Western Sect. So I went there directly, intending to convert them into the Western Sect."

"Unexpectedly, that person is a disciple of Senior Brother Tongtian, named Chen Qing. He has been cultivating the Great Dao under Senior Brother Tongtian, and his strength is extremely powerful. He can manifest his own laws and turn them into a long river. He can also summon the River of Time and Space. Such strength is truly remarkable."

"I originally intended to recruit him into my Western Sect, but unfortunately, his strength is not bad. If we continue, we will have to use the power of the Heavenly Dao. However, once the power of the Heavenly Dao is used, the Three Pure Ones will inevitably notice. Therefore, we can only be patient and wait for a suitable opportunity in the future to see if we can convert him into my Western Sect."

When the Sage of Assistance heard the words of the Sage of Cundi, his expression did not change, but he looked towards the endless western land.

"Junior brother, all conditioned phenomena, if there is no affinity, cannot be obtained even if forced."

After saying these words, the Sage who guided the way closed his eyes again and began to comprehend the Great Dao.

The Sage Zhunti listened to these words but did not take them seriously.

"What is the law of affinity? It is anything that I believe has a connection with, that is the law of affinity."

After speaking softly, the Sage Zhunti began to ponder.

On the western land, Chen Qing and the Mirage Dragon walked along the road, unhurriedly heading back towards the eastern land.

The mirage dragon followed behind Chen Qing, its eyes filled with respect.

Although he didn't know how powerful his master was, he knew that his master's ability to leave safely meant that his strength must be extremely powerful.

It should be noted that the person just now was the Sage Zhunti. His master left so peacefully, and the Sage Zhunti did not stop him. He wondered in his heart just how powerful his master was.

Chen Qing ignored the mirage dragon behind him and pondered as he walked. Regarding the matter of the Supreme Dharma Form, he had already gained some understanding from the Dharma Form displayed by the Sage Zhunti, but he was still unable to comprehend his own Dharma Form.

At this time, he prepared to return to Mount Chuyuan to meditate and comprehend his own Dharma form.

He does not intend to condense ordinary Dharma forms. If he were to condense one, he would need to condense a supreme Dharma form. Only in this way can he go further on the path of cultivation of the Great Dao.

Chen Qing pondered this matter as he walked.

The mirage dragon followed Chen Qing behind, walking silently as well.

The two walked across the western lands, a journey that lasted for a thousand years.

On this day, Chen Qing heard the sound of war drums and the roars of strange beasts. He looked up at the sky in confusion.

Chen Qing's eyes darted around, and he saw countless demon armies appearing in the sky. At this moment, these countless demon armies were heading towards the prehistoric land. These demon armies were full of terrifying battle intent, and the army was in neat formation, rushing straight towards the prehistoric land.

At this moment, Chen Qing frowned in confusion. He was puzzled as to why the demon race had mobilized such a large army.

Could it be that this demon army is going to attack some race? Such a large army is truly unexpected.

Upon observation, he discovered that within this army, there were hundreds of auras, all at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals, dozens of auras at the level of Quasi-Saints, and several auras unique to Great Divine Power Masters.

Among the demon army were countless demon soldiers, demon generals, and demon saints. The combined aura of the army was astonishing.

Chen Qing's eyes swept over the countless soldiers and looked toward the center of the army, where he saw two extremely domineering figures.

One of them sat on a throne, in front of which were nine huge chains, the ends of which were nine strange dragons.

Chen Qing looked at the nine exotic dragons, all of whom were at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. Nine exotic dragons at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm pulling a carriage was quite a grand spectacle.

Chen Qing looked at the person on the throne and saw that he exuded an aura of emperors, with a dignified and noble face, wearing a golden imperial robe with a three-legged golden crow embroidered on it.

Upon seeing this, Chen Qing had already guessed who this person was. This person must be Emperor Di Jun of the Demon Clan, otherwise how could there be such a large production line?

Beside Di Jun was a throne, and the person sitting on it exuded an extremely domineering aura.

Chen Qing secretly guessed that this person should be Donghuang Taiyi.

Di Jun possesses the aura of an emperor, while Donghuang Taiyi exudes an aura of dominance.

Behind the two, there were several more thrones, all pulled by strange beasts.

Chen Qing looked at them one by one, and after a quick glance, he knew who they were.

These people were all high-ranking members of the demon race, including the demon master Kunpeng, the emperor Fuxi, and the strategist Bai Ze.

Chen Qing frowned as he watched this scene, lost in thought.

"What kind of race is this that warrants such a large-scale mobilization from the demon race?"

Thinking of this, Chen Qing looked in the direction the demon army was advancing and began to search.

He was actually preparing to see what race was worth the demon race mobilizing such a large force.

Upon seeing this, Chen Qing understood, for he saw countless large army formations on the ground.

Before the army stood twelve figures, each radiating a terrifying aura. Chen Qing looked at these twelve figures and murmured softly.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches".

It wasn't for any other reason than that the true forms of the Twelve Ancestral Witches that they were emanating at this moment were extremely easy to recognize.

The leader was a man shaped like a yellow sac, red as cinnabar, with six legs and four wings, a chaotic figure without a face; he was none other than Dijiang, the ancestral sorcerer of space.

Behind Dijiang was a green bamboo-like creature with a bird's body and a human face, riding two dragons—the ancestral witch of the Eastern Wood element, Jumang.

Then came Zhu Rong, the ancestral sorcerer of fire in the south, with a beast-headed human body, covered in red scales, with fire snakes piercing his ears and riding on fire dragons.

With a human face and a tiger's body, covered in golden scales, with wings growing from his shoulder blades, a snake piercing his left ear, and riding two dragons, he is Ru Shou, the ancestral shaman of the Western metal element.

With a python's head and a human body, covered in black scales, stepping on a black dragon, and with a green python wrapped around his hand, he was Gonggong, the ancestral sorcerer of the northern waters.

Behind the twelve Ancestral Witches were also more than twenty Great Witches whose auras were comparable to Quasi-Saints. Chen Qing looked at the twenty-odd people and then began to examine them.

When he saw a man holding a large axe and a shield, he knew that this man must be Xing Tian.

There was another person holding a large bow, and he knew that this person must be Hou Yi.

As for the one that reveals the true form of the Great Shaman, with nine heads, it should be either Jiu Feng or Xiang Liu.

Chen Qing glanced at the Wu Clan army, then silently made some calculations, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ugh!"

"Time really flies. Ten thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. The war between the Lich King and the Demon King has started again, and countless lives will perish in it."

Upon hearing this, the mirage dragon standing behind Chen Qing couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.

"Master, what battle has broken out again?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing glanced at the mirage dragon, then shook his head indifferently.

"The war between the Lich and the Demon race has begun again. The two overlords of the world, the Lich and the Demon race, are at war once more, and countless lives have been lost."

Upon hearing this, the mirage dragon paused for a few breaths before looking at Chen Qing.

"Master, the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan are the overlords of heaven and earth. Their current struggle is to determine the sole overlord of heaven and earth. After all, both clans are the greatest forces in the primordial world, and they will certainly not agree to the existence of a force comparable to their own. A great war between the two clans is inevitable."

"Back then, our Dragon Clan was the same. Under the leadership of the Ancestral Dragon, we fought a great battle against the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan, all in an effort to determine the sole overlord of heaven and earth."

Upon hearing the mirage dragon's words, Chen Qing smiled indifferently.

The mirage dragon glanced at Chen Qing, then cautiously asked.

"Master, the two sides are engaged in a fierce battle. Shall we go and watch?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing looked at the mirage dragon and then pondered for a moment.

"Master, both sides are overlords of the primordial world, and there must be many powerful beings among them. Perhaps observing their battle will yield unexpected gains!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing glanced at the mirage dragon and then nodded in agreement.

"Very well, let's go and take a look."

"Such a great battle may be witnessed many more times in the future."

Upon hearing this, the mirage dragon's eyes revealed a hint of joy.

He is currently only at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. If he can watch such a battle, he will definitely gain something from it. Even if he doesn't gain anything, he can still broaden his horizons.

Moreover, with his own master around, he doesn't need to worry about his safety at all.

After all, their master was someone who could easily escape from the hands of the Sage Zhunti. In this primordial world, who else could keep their master here?

Chen Qing glanced at the Mirage Dragon, then a surge of magical power appeared, enveloping the Mirage Dragon. Chen Qing looked at the space in front of him, then tore open the space before him and headed towards the battlefield of the Lich and Demon races.

He stepped into the torn space, and endless spatial turbulence appeared, sweeping towards him, but it was all blocked by the barrier around him.

With the next step, they arrived on the battlefield of the Lich King.

He looked at the army of the witch clan and the demon clan not far ahead, his eyes very calm.

The mirage dragon looked at the two armies, a hint of alarm in its eyes.

At this moment, the demon army and the witch army were locked in a stalemate.

On the battlefield between the Lich and Demon races, the Demon Emperor Di Jun and the Demon King Donghuang Taiyi were facing off against the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

At this moment, among the twelve ancestral witches, Zhurong stepped forward and began to mock.

"You brats, Di Jun and Donghuang, if it weren't for the intervention of Dao Ancestor Hongjun ten thousand years ago, you would have been dead long ago. How dare you challenge my Wu Clan now?"

"In this battle, no one will help you anymore. Let my witch clan annihilate your demon clan and slaughter you all here."

"This primordial world was created by Father God Pangu, and our Wu clan is formed from the bloodline of Father God Pangu. We shall protect the world created by Father God."

Among the demons, Di Jun remained calm and composed upon hearing Zhu Rong's words; Donghuang Taiyi, however, revealed anger in his eyes.

In the last great battle, they were unprepared and directly led the demon army to attack the witch clan. Unexpectedly, the witch clan had a great formation called the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

Once this grand formation is set up, it can condense the phantom image of the great god Pangu. In that battle, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation left a deep impression on them.

In the end, if it weren't for the intervention of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, they would have died in this great formation.

For 100,000 years, they returned to the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, deducing day and night, and finally, in the depths of the starry sky, they achieved something and created the Great Array of the Celestial Stars.

This Zhou Tian Xing Chen Grand Array requires 365 Great Luo Golden Immortals to set up, and once set up, its power is boundless.

The reason they were able to launch this attack with such confidence was because of the Zhou Tian Star Array.

Di Jun looked calmly at the twelve Ancestral Witches below.

"snort!"

"You mere barbarians, I have no interest in talking to you. Let's settle this with our hands and see who is stronger. This time, I will lead the demon army to defeat the witch army."

After saying this, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi flew back towards the demon army.

Upon seeing this, the twelve Ancestral Witches also returned to the Witch Clan army.

Chen Qing watched for a while and saw that both sides had finished saying what they needed to say before the battle, so the real battle was about to begin.

As he expected, after both sides returned to their respective armies, they began to order their troops to attack.

Led by the ten demon gods, the demon army charged towards the witch army.

Seeing this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not take action, but instead ordered their army to attack.

At this moment, the great battle began immediately.

On the battlefield, soldiers face soldiers, and generals face generals.

The moment the Wu Clan army clashed with the Demon Clan army, a large number of Demon Clan members were killed by the Wu Clan. Of course, many Wu Clan members were also killed by the Demon Clan, but the number was much smaller compared to the number of Demon Clan members killed.

The people of the Wu tribe have strong physical defenses, and ordinary magical treasures are unlikely to harm them.

Chen Qing watched as the two sides clashed, their armies locked in battle, and closed his eyes to begin to think.

The mirage dragon glanced at its master and asked, puzzled.

"Master, why aren't you watching the battle begin?"

Upon hearing the Mirage Dragon's question, Chen Qing shook his head and calmly recounted his experience.

"The great battle is only at its beginning. There's not much to see in the clash between the demon army and the witch army."

"You can observe it, and you might gain something from it, but for me, watching such a battle is no different than not watching it at all."

"What I want to see later is the great battle between the demons Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, Kunpeng and others and the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

"The battle between those with great supernatural powers is the key to this war."

"The demon and witch armies fighting below are at least at the Quasi-Saint level, so to me, they're not worth watching."

Upon hearing this, the mirage dragon slowly nodded.

He was also quite looking forward to the battle between the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, Kunpeng and others. After all, they were all great supernatural beings, and their battle would definitely be extraordinary.

The mirage dragon stopped thinking about it and focused its attention on the battlefield.

At this moment, on the battlefield, the great witches of the witch clan swept through the demon army as if they were in an empty field.

Xing Tian swung his great axe, and streaks of axe light appeared, slashing continuously towards the demon race.

Hou Yi held the bow that shot down the suns, and as soon as he drew the bow and nocked an arrow, demons fell.

Kuafu brandished his weapon, relentlessly slaughtering the demon army.

During the great battle, the true form of the Witch Clan was activated, and countless towering giants appeared, their fists waving and causing a dramatic change in the celestial phenomena.

Among the demon race, the ten demon gods led the remaining demon gods toward the group of great shamans and began to fight them.

At this moment, as the war between the Lich King and the Demon King began, the heavens and earth lost their color, the sun and moon lost their light, and the earth was stained with blood.

In the primordial land, countless corpses piled up into mountains, forming countless mountains of corpses.

Looking at the mountains of corpses, the Mirage Dragon finally understood why its master had said those words.

When the great battle began, countless people died. In this particular battle, an unknown number of lives were lost.

The Mirage Dragon quietly watched your battle in the arena, broadening its horizons while hoping to find something useful for itself in the battle.

Chen Qing was deep in thought about his Dharma form and paid no attention to the great battle in the middle of the battle.

As he said, the battle at this moment was nothing to him. In his eyes, even if all these people attacked him at once, it would only be a matter of one palm strike.

Now, all he wants to see are battles between powerful beings, and he will only watch battles between powerful beings.

As for those below the level of Great Supernatural Power, there's not much to see.

Instead of wasting this time, he would rather think carefully about how to cultivate his own path.

(End of this chapter)