Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 406 - 285: Witch Clan Conference, Zhen Yuanzi Causes Havoc in the Blood Sea_2

Chapter 406: Chapter 285: Witch Clan Conference, Zhen Yuanzi Causes Havoc in the Blood Sea_2

"Could it be that Zhu Rong, the Ancestor Witch, is disregarding the lives of the countless Witch Clan’s children?"

Wu Xian sternly questioned.

"I..."

Zhu Rong, the Ancestor Witch, was at a loss for words.

He could risk his own life for the Witch Clan, but he couldn’t bring himself to say that he would do the same with the numerous lives of the Witch Clan’s children.

"Alright, Zhu Rong. Let’s no longer argue, let’s drop the matter of attacking Shouyang Mountain."

Di Jiang spoke directly.

Then, he turned to Wu Xian and inquired again.

"So, are we really going to keep avoiding the Immortal Court? If that’s the case, I think Zhu Rong’s proposal isn’t entirely without merit."

"At least, battling with the Taiching Saint could inspire some fear in these Saints towards our Witch Clan."

"Of course not."

Wu Xian’s furrowed brows relaxed as he confidently spoke.

Hearing Wu Xian’s reply, the Twelve Ancestor Witches simultaneously turned to look at Wu Xian, waiting for his answer.

"When facing the Immortal Court, our Witch Clan should fight as we intend to, without any need to dodge."

Seeing the puzzled look in the eyes of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Wu Xian spoke again.

"Since Tai Ching hasn’t overtly supported the Immortal Court, he surely has his reservations."

"If the Taiching Saint does not wish to be exposed, then our Witch Clan can also pretend to be unaware."

Zhu Jiuyin pondered upon hearing Wu Xian’s words and couldn’t help but say,

"What if the Taiching Saint intervenes on behalf of the Immortal Court again?"

"Then let him help!"

Wu Xian’s words were strong and resolute.

"The Taiching Saint, being a Saint and the leader of The Three Pure Ones, Hong Jun’s most notable disciple, couldn’t possibly be constantly looking out for the Immortal Court, could he really save them every single time?"

"Even if so, with our Witch Clan’s current strength surpassing that of the Immortal Court, how many times can Taiching Laozi save them? Once, ten times, can he do it a hundred times, a thousand times?"

Wu Xian said.

Since the Taiching Saint wants to use his mighty power to intimidate our Witch Clan, then let our Witch Clan use our powerful strength to intimidate the Immortal Court.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches, upon hearing Wu Xian’s words, started to think deeply, their eyes growing brighter.

In the days that followed, the life of the Witch Clan once again underwent changes, becoming more aggressive than ever before.

Meanwhile, another significant event unfolded in the Primordial world.

That was Zhen Yuanzi causing a huge commotion in the Boundless Blood Sea and battling with Daoist Ming He.

After returning to Longevity Mountain Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi easily learned that his friend, Daoist Hong Yun, had perished directly at the hands of Daoist Ming He.

He had initially thought that the demise of his friend Hong Yun was caused by East King of the Immortal Court, but he did not expect that the most direct perpetrator was Daoist Ming He.

Although Zhen Yuanzi knew that his friend Hong Yun ultimately perished by self-detonation involving multiple beings of similar cultivation realm and under extreme duress,

If East King of the Immortal Court were the most direct perpetrator, Zhen Yuanzi would still endure as he was aware of his limits and knew he was no match for the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

But knowing that the most direct perpetrator was Daoist Ming He, his anger couldn’t be contained any longer.

The sudden demise of his close friend, Daoist Hong Yun, filled his heart with fury and aggrievement, and now he needed a way to vent.

The moment he learned the news, without any hesitation, he hurried directly to the realm of the Blood Sea.

Blood Sea.

Zhen Yuanzi hovered above the Blood Sea, trying various methods to provoke Daoist Ming He into a battle.

Daoist Ming He, still nursing his wounds and aware of Zhen Yuanzi’s purpose, naturally wouldn’t leave the Blood Sea to become the target of Zhen Yuanzi’s wrath.

In this situation, Daoist Ming He naturally stayed put in the Blood Sea. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

No matter how Zhen Yuanzi taunted, Daoist Ming He never appeared.

And Zhen Yuanzi still hovered above the Blood Sea, not entering the Blood Sea because Daoist Ming He did not show up.

If he remained hovering above the Blood Sea, Zhen Yuanzi believed there was still hope for victory.

But if one enters into the Boundless Blood Sea, that is Daoist Ming He’s territory, and Zhen Yuanzi is not confident about winning.

Upon seeing Daoist Ming He consistently hiding within the Boundless Blood Sea, Zhen Yuanzi had a sudden idea and couldn’t help but speak.

"Ming He, if you don’t show yourself, I will refine your Boundless Blood Sea."

"People say the Blood Sea is boundless, I want to see it for myself. Now, I will not pursue the Dao, I will not delve into mysteries, I will spend endless time refining this Boundless Blood Sea."

"I don’t believe that I, as a Quasi-Saint in my cultivation realm, cannot refine this Blood Sea."

Hearing the words of Zhen Yuanzi, Daoist Ming He’s expression flickered slightly.

This Boundless Blood Sea is where Daoist Ming He’s foundation lies, how could he allow Zhen Yuanzi to refine it at will?

Although he knew that Zhen Yuanzi certainly could not refine this boundless sea of blood.

However, if Zhen Yuanzi truly refined this blood sea, it would weaken the power and essence of the Blood Sea.

This is his foundation, Daoist Ming He could no longer wait.

He appeared in a blood-red robe, standing on the Twelve-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, with one hand holding Yuan Tu and the other holding Avici, glaring at Zhen Yuanzi with intense anger.

"Zhen Yuanzi, do not go too far!"

However, Zhen Yuanzi did not reply to Daoist Ming He, instead, the moment Ming He appeared, Zhen Yuanzi activated the Earth Book and engaged him in battle.

The battle was extremely intense, with Zhen Yuanzi wielding the Earth Book, and even as Yuan Tu and Avici, the two swords, fell upon it, it only stirred up some ripples.

However, Zhen Yuanzi was not familiar with fighting; since his birth, he could count the number of times he had fought on his fingers.

Although the defensive power of Zhen Yuanzi’s Earth Book was strong, his offensive capabilities were inadequate.

Every attack that landed on the Twelve-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus also just caused ripples, with no real effect.

But Zhen Yuanzi did not give up; his expression was stern, continuing to attack as if venting his anger.

Zhen Yuanzi was in good condition, but not so for Daoist Ming He.

Affected by the self-destruction of Hong Yun, Daoist Ming He, being closest, was severely damaged.

He could no longer sustain high-intensity fighting for long.

In the midst of their battle, Daoist Ming He found an opening and plunged back into the Blood Sea.

This time, Zhen Yuanzi did not chase after him nor did he call out but instead started refining the Blood Sea bit by bit.

Daoist Ming He, hiding in the depths of the Blood Sea, watched this scene, gnashing his teeth, but was helpless.

It was his involvement in the struggle for the Hongmeng Purple Qi and the consequent injuries that had left him in this state.

In the struggle for the Hongmeng Purple Qi, aside from Daoist Hong Yun, Daoist Ming He was the only other Quasi-Saint severely injured among all beings.

As for the participants from Immortal Court and the East King, their severe injuries were due to Donghuang Taiyi and the many Star Gods he led.

Actually, Daoist Ming He felt very aggrieved; although he drove Yuan Tu and Avici into Daoist Hong Yun’s body, at the most it caused severe injuries, preventing escape.

But who would have thought that Daoist Hong Yun would be so staunch as to self-destruct?

Not only Daoist Ming He felt exasperated, but also the Asura clan he created felt the same.

The Blood Sea was also their foundation.

Besides, there was also Mosquito Daoist who had always been hiding within the Blood Sea, feeling equally enraged towards Zhen Yuanzi.

Mosquito Daoist, also born from the Blood Sea and naturally taking it as his foundation.

Regrettably, his power was insufficient, merely a Daluo Golden Immortal; otherwise, he would definitely have stopped Zhen Yuanzi’s actions.

Daoist Ming He knew well that continuing like this was unacceptable, what if Zhen Yuanzi really, as he said, spent endless time and succeeded in refining the Blood Sea?

So, with a thought, numerous Blood God’s Sons again surfaced on the Blood Sea.

The multitude of Blood God’s Sons leaped out of the Blood Sea, charging directly at Zhen Yuanzi.

Even the East King, protected by the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, was blocked by these Blood God’s Sons, let alone Zhen Yuanzi.

Under these circumstances, Zhen Yuanzi simply couldn’t refine the Blood Sea peacefully.

And the Blood God’s Sons rushing towards Zhen Yuanzi were repelled by the light on the Earth Book, unable to harm Zhen Yuanzi, with some even directly turning into blood water and falling back into the Blood Sea.

However, as the number of Blood God’s Sons increased, Zhen Yuanzi could only temporarily avoid the limelight and left the Blood Sea for a while.

But once the Blood God’s Sons disappeared, Zhen Yuanzi reappeared at the Blood Sea.

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