Chapter 895 - 547: Ancient Celestial Venerable’s Residual Will Rampages! Origins of the Witch Race! (Part 2)

Chapter 895: Chapter 547: Ancient Celestial Venerable’s Residual Will Rampages! Origins of the Witch Race! (Part 2)

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Outer Heaven

The shadow of the Ancient Celestial Venerable directly withstood 99% of the attack from Golden Crow Taiyi.

The heatwaves and strong light, enough to incinerate the heavens, brushed past the Ancient Celestial Venerable like a gentle breeze.

The Ancient Celestial Venerable just stood there.

Clearly there,

yet no one could describe his appearance, not even his clothing or build, whether male or female.

This kind of existence could never be summoned to fight as a summoned creature.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches merely borrowed a trace of the Ancient Celestial Venerable’s Dao charm.

"Taiyi! We’ve taken a strike from you."

"Now you take a strike from us!"

Zhurong, who had transformed into the heart of a Celestial Venerate, wore a ferocious expression, his hands constantly forming seals.

Twelve voices sounded in unison.

"Summon"

"Celestial Venerate’s Sky-opening Axe!"

A phantom axe appeared.

In an instant,

as if cause and effect, cultivation, talent, time, and years were all erased by this axe.

"Chaos Bell, protect!"

But the Chaos Divine Bell was a World Divine Artifact, both offensive and defensive.

The Chaos Bell protected Taiyi.

Then, a deafening roar resounded throughout the cosmos.

Sound waves transformed into massive surges, rolling in all directions.

Even those origin beings protecting the continent changed their expressions slightly and proactively used Divine Techniques.

The countless saints and immortals of the second layer of defense all groaned, their forms unstable.

The remaining sound waves surged into the mortal world.

Mountains were overturned, ocean water turned into colossal tsunamis.

Many strong individuals’ ears bled.

Still, the Ghost Cultivators of the Netherworld were not greatly affected.

"Suppress!"

Fengdu Heaven gradually shattered.

Yet at this moment, two streams of Flowing Light flew out from the Golden Crow nest, entering Fengdu Heaven.

Stabilizing Fengdu Heaven.

A figure in a golden robe silently transformed into Qingfeng and returned to the Human Race.

In Zhao Fu’s eyes, light flickered.

"Array?"

"And an array far surpassing the Human Race’s?"

That was an Ancestral Spirit.

He set an array at several key points in Fengdu Heaven, stabilizing it.

Zhao Fu looked toward the sky.

He took a deep breath.

His aura erupted again, resisting the turmoil.

This fully exemplified what is called, when gods fight, mortals suffer.

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A crack appeared on the Chaos Bell.

And the Twelve Ancestral Witches were somewhat breathless at this moment.

Taiyi transformed into a human shape.

His face was pale at this moment.

Yet the gaze he cast upon the Twelve Ancestral Witches was unwavering.

"Heavenly Fire! Great Sun!"

Two Laws were summoned from the cosmos.

Three Great Suns appeared beside the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

From the Great Sun, endless Heavenly Fire emanated.

The Heavenly Fire transformed into a prison, tightly trapping the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"You dare..."

Yet at this moment.

Taiyi noticed something odd on the faces of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Even Zhurong, his expression gradually faded from his face...

The Twelve Ancestral Witches began to fade away.

The shadow of the Ancient Celestial Venerable inexplicably became more vivid.

"Heavenly Fire..."

"Annihilate..."

Four words were uttered from the mouth of the Ancient Celestial Venerable.

In an instant.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches began to wail in pain.

They clutched their heads together, tumbling within the form of the Ancient Celestial Venerable.

On the earth.

All of the Witch Race.

Including those Half-Witches.

Were all stunned.

Then their forms began to dissolve, flowing towards the sky.

On the continent, countless beings were left dumbfounded.

Especially in the Eastern Domain and Northern Domain.

This was originally the territory of the Witch Race.

But it was not entirely Witch Race.

Now that the Witch Race experts have disappeared.

The other beings in this area faced a catastrophic disaster.

One corner’s destruction affected the entire continent.

Luckily, many strong individuals joined forces to forcibly suppress it.

"Witch Race!"

"The entire Witch Race on the continent has disappeared!"

A powerful figure’s pupils shrank.

There was significant fear in their tone.

It’s important to know that they had just endured a wave of cataclysm.

Even those with less fortitude had been tempered by now.

Yet at this moment, seeing the entire continent’s Witch Race vanish,

they couldn’t help but feel confused and fearful.

Because the cataclysm had signs that could be traced.

It was the aftermath of a battle between Great Powers.

But the disappearance of the Witch Race?

It’s important to know, this continent is called the Witch Demon Continent.

The Witch Race and Demon Race have been battling for supremacy for hundreds of thousands, even tens of thousands of years.

And now all the Witch Race have instantly vanished.

That’s a shattering of the worldview.

Only some top-tier powerhouses frowned and looked towards the Celestial Dome.

They could see that the Witch Race didn’t disappear into thin air, but surged up into the sky.

The figure of the Ancestral Spirit appeared beside Zhao Fu.

He waved his sleeve, dispelling the remnants of the divine light.

"It’s begun."

"The last wisp of consciousness remaining from the Ancient Celestial Venerable has been provoked."

The Ancestral Spirit suddenly looked towards the West.

"That consciousness, compared to when the Ancient Celestial Venerable was complete, is just one of the many thoughts born every instant."

"But, that’s the thought of the Ancient Celestial Venerable!"

The Ancestral Spirit’s face was extremely grave.

"The Golden Crow Great Saint’s strike triggered the remnants of the Ancient Celestial Venerable."

"Perhaps, my era was obliterated under the heavenly fire, causing the Ancient Celestial Venerable’s thoughts to stir."

The Ancestral Spirit speculated thusly.

"To the west, is it the Spirit Mountain?"

"It seems you people from the last era left behind some contingencies."

The Ancestral Spirit sighed.

"In the last era, countless Celestial Prides attempted to survive the epoch’s great calamity."

"But even with the Ancient Celestial Venerable emerging, all the Celestial Prides could not withstand the calamity."

All of this stemmed from the killing intent of a Daluo.

"As for those who successfully made it to the new era, as it appears now, there are only three."

"First, naturally, are the remnants left behind by the Ancient Celestial Venerable."

"He was a Half-step Daluo, with some resistance against Daluo."

"Second is me."

"It’s just that I don’t know how I arrived in the new era, but what I know is that I might have relied heavily on luck."

"Third, is the Spirit Mountain."

"I have a premonition, the Spirit Mountain was the greatest effort made by the whole Human Race civilization."

"In this way, the Spirit Mountain was sent to the new era."

"Now, with the remnants of the Ancient Celestial Venerable stirring, if not suppressed quickly, it might attract the attention of that being."

The Ancestral Spirit’s tone was heavy.

He stared intently to the West, waiting for the response from the Western Spirit Mountain.

Then the Ancestral Spirit looked at Zhao Fu again.

"And you, be careful too."

"Hmm..."

He didn’t need to explain for Zhao Fu to understand what the Ancestral Spirit was referring to.

Netherworld

Six Paths of Reincarnation

That’s Houtu’s trump card.

And the Six Paths of Reincarnation were born within the Netherworld.

If the Witch Race were to perish, then only Houtu and her Six Paths of Reincarnation would remain...

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"Not good! The Ancient Celestial Venerable is in turmoil!"

"Everyone, make your move!"

Great Saint Bai Ze soared through the clouds.

In an instant, behind him flashed billions of stars.

The stars transformed into scenarios, with countless changes each moment, as if deducing something.

"I see."

"The Witch Race weren’t a naturally occurring race like the Demon Race and the Human Race."

"Their origin is a piece of blood and flesh transformed from the Ancient Celestial Venerable."

"That blood and flesh contained endless rules of the world, possessing the Ancient Celestial Venerable’s physical body and Qi-blood."

"Thus, the physically strong Witch Race able to control Heaven and Earth Divine Techniques was born."

"However, that’s just a piece of flesh, without a soul within."

"Therefore, the Witch Race couldn’t cultivate a Divine Soul or Primordial Spirit."

"What they could do was only integrate the Primordial Spirit into the physical body, enhancing the body’s strength and Innate Divine Techniques."

"Moreover, their power source is the Ancient Celestial Venerable."

"As a result, when they die, their power returns to the Twelve Ancestral Witches representing the Ancient Celestial Venerable."

"Rather than returning to the world!"

Great Saint Bai Ze formed a seal with his hands, swiftly calculating the roots of the Witch Race.

Only in such moments, did the power of the Ancient Celestial Venerable manifest.

He could barely deduce the roots of the Witch Race under the influence of the Ancient Celestial Venerable.

But even without deducing, at this time, everyone could guess some of it.

Only Bai Ze’s calculations confirmed their suspicions.

In an instant.

The Golden Crow Taiyi, who single-handedly contended with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, was blasted apart by a single strike.

The remaining drop of Essence Blood revived and transformed into Taiyi once more.

"Take action, he is in turmoil!"