Facing his attack, Qing Xuan's expression was calm, his brows still understated.
He took a step forward, and the two sides immediately engaged in battle.
Powerful collisions continuously occurred; with just one exchange, Bi Fang was directly overwhelmed.
It was then that he clearly realized that he was no match for the person in front of him.
But to retreat now, he was extremely unwilling.
Then, with a thought, a powerful aura erupted from his body.
Immediately after, Qing Xuan saw a bead carrying the Law of Fire appear behind him, smashing towards him.
The aura of this bead was extraordinary; it was an Innate High Grade Spirit Treasure, possessing even thirty-three Innate Restrictions, making it a superior item.
The Nirvana Bead's assistance was undoubtedly significant in Bi Fang's ability to firmly hold his position as one of the Ten Great Demon Sages of the Yao Race.
Watching the Nirvana Bead smash towards him, Qing Xuan merely snorted, and the twelfth grade reincarnation purple lotus immediately protected him.
Bang~!
Although the Nirvana Bead was powerful, it was still inferior to the supreme twelfth grade reincarnation purple lotus.
The Nirvana Bead's attack caused no damage to Qing Xuan, but it enraged him.
“Hmph! You want to play with beads against me? You're not worthy!”
As soon as he finished speaking, countless beads instantly appeared behind him.
Twenty-four Sea Calming Beads and twelve Mountain River Beads, a total of thirty-six, encircled and smashed towards the opponent.
Bi Fang's face immediately changed; without thinking too much, he directly brought out his Medium Grade defensive Spirit Treasure.
Bang bang bang~~!
A series of impacts directly caused Bi Fang's body to continuously retreat; eventually, his defense was pierced, and he himself was severely wounded.
“This grudge is settled; you just wait for me!”
Bi Fang glared fiercely at Qing Xuan, uttered a harsh threat, and then left.
Meanwhile, the battlefield ahead had actually long been attracted by the commotion here.
Seeing Bi Fang so easily repelled, the remaining two Great Demon Sages also lost their will to fight; they exchanged glances and led the Yao Race in retreat.
Qing Xuan stood in place, watching the Yao Race retreat, watching the Wu Race occupy this area, with no ripples in his heart.
He didn't even greet the three Great Witches before preparing to leave.
【What a pity! Pangu's original intention in creating the Wu Race might have been to regulate the Honghuang land pulse, benefit the Honghuang beings, and make Honghuang better, but the Wu Race went against this intention, throwing Honghuang into chaos, ultimately leading to a massive loss of Luck, and the vast Wu Race disappeared from the river of history!】
After a moment of emotion, Qing Xuan turned and left, heading towards Kunlun Mountain.
However, he did not know that at this moment, in a mysterious area above the Wu Race, a woman heard his inner thoughts and trembled all over.
After watching Qing Xuan's back disappear, a woman wearing a goose-yellow long dress, with willow-like eyebrows and a slightly youthful but very bright gaze, appeared out of thin air.
“Greetings, Hou Tu, Ancestral Witch!”
As soon as she appeared, the three Great Witches immediately bowed in salute.
Seeing this, Hou Tu had no time to respond, merely waving her hand casually, her gaze fixed on Qing Xuan's departing figure for a long time without speaking.
She knew very well that Qing Xuan had clearly not spoken, yet the voice she heard came from him.
Why this situation occurred, she was at a loss to understand at this moment.
Ultimately, she could only decide to wait and reconfirm when they met again in the future.
But Qing Xuan's words remained in her heart, unable to disappear for a long time.
She found it somewhat reasonable, yet also somewhat laughable.
The Wu Race was born of heaven and earth, formed from Pangu's blood, and was the natural master of Honghuang.
In Honghuang, who could exterminate the Wu Race?
Shaking her head, Hou Tu found her own thoughts a bit ridiculous.
But what Qing Xuan said, Pangu's plan, also made her feel it had some truth.
After a moment's thought, her body descended.
“Clean up the battlefield, restore it to its original state as quickly as possible, ensure no Spiritual Qi is lost, ideally making it exactly as it was before the battle!”
Upon hearing Hou Tu, Ancestral Witch's words, although the other Wu Race members did not understand, no one would refute the Ancestral Witch's command.
Decades later, looking at the mountain range restored to its original state, Hou Tu was incredibly satisfied.
But she also sensed that the surrounding Spiritual Qi was not as abundant as before; if left unchecked, it would likely be difficult to fully recover.
After some thought, she directly mobilized her Law of Earth and began to regulate the underlying land pulse.
A century passed in a flash, and Hou Tu slowly opened her eyes, exhaling a breath of turbid Qi.
Looking at the mountain range, which now had not much less Spiritual Qi than before, she surprisingly felt a sense of comfort and joy.
After a hundred years of land pulse regulation, she felt that her Bottleneck seemed to have loosened considerably.
Observing the changes in this mountain range, her mood, in that instant, felt incredibly clear and empty.
A profound and mysterious aura emanated from her body, and she quickly closed her eyes again.
She didn't know how much time had passed before she awakened from this enlightenment.
At this time, her Bloodline had become even purer, and her aura was significantly stronger than before.
This was a sign of her Law's advancement; at this point, her cultivation was equivalent to the Middle Stage of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
This Epiphany directly made her the most powerful existence among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
However, she was not happy about the progress of her cultivation; her beautiful eyes were filled with profound enlightenment!
“So, this is the mission Father God bestowed upon my Wu Race. How ridiculous, as descendants of Father God, not only do we go against his original intention, but we also act against the current!”
At this moment, she was eager to return to the Ancestral Witch Palace to tell the other Ancestral Witches this news.
But soon, her steps halted.
She knew very well that the other Ancestral Witches would certainly not listen to her.
Ultimately, she decided to first lead the Hou Tu tribe, focusing on regulating the Honghuang land pulse, to show the other Ancestral Witches the results.
She knew very well that the Wu Race possessed Pangu's Bloodline; the more land pulse they regulated, the more Heaven and Earth Luck would be added to them, and at that time, both their cultivation and combat power would be even more terrifying.
Only in this way would she have more confidence when persuading the other Ancestral Witches.
Qing Xuan, of course, was unaware of Hou Tu's appearance.
Upon returning to Kunlun, the first thing he did was to go to the entrance of the Three Purities Hall.
The Three Purities Hall's gates were still tightly shut, but Qing Xuan clearly felt that the aura of the Three Purities inside had become even more powerful.
Clearly, the Three Purities had already broken through to the Middle Stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal and were currently consolidating their cultivation.
Seeing this, he no longer lingered and returned to his own room.
He spent a thousand years fully digesting the experiences of this journey.
Just as he was about to emerge from seclusion, suddenly, the mysterious bead within his body began to spin continuously.
The mysterious bead rarely made such movements, which surprised him a little.
He dared not be careless, quickly submerged his mind to investigate, and then immediately revealed a joyful smile.