The Witch race was one of the Primordial Nine Races.
In the primordial era, they dominated Tianhuang Mainland and enslaved the ten thousand races!
As the young master of the Witch race, Wu Li naturally had a noble status and was respected by the ten thousand races.
Unfortunately, he truly could not feel the nobility of a young master of the Witch race in the Ghost Curse Tomb and merely felt extremely frustrated.
The Ghost Curse Tomb was one of the Nine Forbidden Grounds of Tianhuang Mainland!
Apart from the members of the Primordial Nine Races, any other race that entered would be killed mercilessly by the Witch race!
Although it seemed like something impressive, Wu Li was bored to death staying in the Ghost Curse Tomb all day!
This place was like a well.
The vast sky was Tianhuang Mainland outside!
Everyone around him was from the Witch race.
He could not feel the thrill of looking down on Tianhuang Mainland and enslaving the ten thousand races as recorded in the ancient books of the Witch race.
He could not feel the nobility of standing at the peak and being respected by the ten thousand races either!
The Witch race was immersed in their past glory and Wu Li was rather disdainful.
A loss in the ancient war was a loss.
The Witch race was forced to stay in the Ghost Curse Tomb because of their defeat back then.
That was nothing much!
At most, he would take back everything he lost in this lifetime!
Wu Li had that thought more than once.
He had the qualifications and the potential to do so.
He was the young master of the Witch race, the number one of the younger generation!
He had wanted to head out several times but was stopped by the seniors of the Witch race.
Finally, he got an opportunity.
About ten years ago, a person arrived in the Ghost Curse Tomb. He was a remnant of the Witch race and was almost killed by the Witch race.
It was Dao Being Lone Soul who was beside him.
This was the person who made him realize that the human race was on the decline in Tianhuang Mainland and chaos was about to appear!
Finally, under his persistence, he left the Witch race with Dao Being Lone Soul. Uncle Lan, who had taken care of him for many years, was worried and followed as well.
In Wu Li's opinion, Uncle Lan was truly too cautious.
Although he was at the Void Reversion realm, given his combat strength, he could easily cross a major cultivation realm and kill the Dharma Daojun of the human race!
Even against a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure, he could escape with his many trump cards.
There was no danger at all when he left the Ghost Curse Tomb this time round.
Furthermore, according to Dao Being Lone Soul, there were no Conjoint Body Mighty Figures in the four dynasties of the North Region!
After ten years of preparation, the three of them left the Ghost Curse Graveyard.
It was similar to what Dao Being Lone Soul had mentioned – the humans of the four dynasties were too weak!
Each of these tiny Gu worms could kill many humans!
Wu Li finally felt the thrill of looking down on the masses and controlling life and death!
Under his orders, Dao Being Lone Soul released Gu worms continuously and wreaked havoc in the North Region. He was extremely excited when he saw countless humans struggling and screaming!
After that, the three of them personally went up to the Dragon Tiger Pavilion.
Just as Dao Being Lone Soul had expected, although Dragon Tiger Sect was a human cultivation sect, they did not dare to disobey after knowing their identities.
Send many cultivators in the sect to serve them!
Of course, during this period of time, there were cultivators who objected and were easily killed by him!
Recalling the Dharma Daojun who had died in his hands, Wu Li could not help but reveal a savage smile on his face.
It felt so good!
It was a path of slaughter and blood!
Wu Li was truly puzzled. How did such a weak human race and such weak and timid cultivators win the ancient war back then?
Wu Li looked at Misty Peak not far away and smirked with a cold expression.
This battle had lasted for more than half a day.
He did not attack the entire time and watched coldly from the sidelines.
He enjoyed this feeling.
The group of self-cultivators on the main peak of Ethereal Peak were like ants, trembling with fear. Under his gaze, they struggled to survive.
The more terrified those cultivators were, the more excited he was!
It was like a cat catching a mouse.
If the mouse was bitten to death immediately, there would be no fun.
Of course, not everyone on this battlefield was ants.
"Interesting,"
Wu Li stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. He looked at the golden-haired girl on the battlefield with a lecherous look in his eyes. "To think that I would encounter a girl with the bloodline of a Protoss here!"
"This girl's Protoss bloodline is impure. She's only a remnant of a Protoss."
Behind Wu Li, the blind old man whispered.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Wu Li smacked his lips and said, "Look at that figure, that waist and that appearance. How perfect! No wonder everyone says that Protoss are all handsome men and beautiful women. The ancients did not lie! "
"This girl's Protoss bloodline is impure and yet, she's so beautiful. Even I'm tempted."
Upon hearing that, Dao Being Lone Soul understood Wu Li's intentions and said hurriedly, "That girl is merely a remnant of a Protoss and is the maidservant of Misty Peak's disciple, Su Zimo. Young master, you can definitely take her away!"
"Yes,"
Wu Li nodded.
Looking at the golden-haired girl who was still fighting on the battlefield, Wu Li pursed his lips with a hint of impatience in his eyes as he sighed softly. "It's about time."
Dao Being Lone Soul's eyes lit up.
This meant that Wu Li was about to attack personally!
"That's enough,"
Wu Li stood up slowly and floated outside the battlefield as though he was weightless. He said indifferently, "It's not easy for you guys to last until now."
Before he finished his sentence, Wu Li extended his finger and tapped gently in the direction of the immortal crane.
Initially, the old immortal crane made use of her innate divine powers and agile movement technique to shuttle through the air continuously. Even the two Dharma Daojun could not restrain her.
All of a sudden!
Just as Wu Li stretched out his finger, a dark green rope strangely appeared on her body!
"Ah!"
The old immortal crane cried out tragically.
This dark green rope actually had a strong corrosive power. In an instant, it corroded her wings and dug into her flesh!
The old immortal crane felt as though her body was about to be torn apart by the rope!
She had never seen such a method before and it was extremely strange.
Even her innate divine powers could not dodge it!
The eyes of the two Dharma Daojun lit up as they released Dharmic arts and struck the old immortal crane!
Bang!
Countless wings fell.
The old immortal crane's body collided heavily against the light barrier formed by the Sect Protection Formation of Misty Peak.
Snap!
The light barrier shattered!
Patriarch, Ling Yun and the other Void Reversions shuddered and spat out mouthfuls of blood, looking dispirited instantly.
The old immortal crane tried her best to stay awake and transformed into her human form, falling into the crowd so that she did not injure the sect disciples.
However, she was first struck by witchcraft and was struck by two Dharmic arts head-on. She was severely injured and could no longer fight.
If not for the fact that demons had strong physiques, she would have died long ago.
"Master!"
Nien Qi exclaimed when he saw that.
With a slight distraction, her situation became extremely dangerous and she was almost hit by a few Dharma Daojun!
"Give up so that you don't suffer."
Wu Li walked towards Nien Qi slowly and reached out with his palm, enveloping the latter with a sinister smile. "There's no need to struggle, everything is futile!"
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