"Kill!"
The shadow of Pangu stood in the sky. Although it was only a shadow, it was full of power that made people's hearts palpitate. Ye Xuan frowned.
"Interesting. Then, let me see how powerful the Pan Gu silhouette you generated is," said Ji Hao while looking at Ji Hao.
Ye Xuan took a step forward and released a power that swept across all directions. The Sky-killing Halberd appeared in his hand and he slashed at the shadow of Pangu.
"Boom!"
The shadow of Pangu was so powerful that it threw a punch at Ye Xuan. When the fist and the halberd collided, the power that burst out made the whole ancestral land of the Wu Tribe shake violently.
"Buzz!"
The phantom image of Pangu was in extreme chaos. It was only because Ye Xuan's attack was too powerful that the bodies of Houtu and the others, who were in charge of the Twelve Divine Fiends Formation, trembled as they continuously resisted the power that Ye Xuan transmitted over.
"You're just so-so."
After the attack, Ye Xuan felt that the shadow of Pangu was no match for him. This made him show a cruel look on his face. The cultivation of the Four Tribulations of the Way of Heaven rose to the extreme and he directly attacked the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation.
"Stop him!"
Houtu shouted anxiously. The holy light of the Way of Heaven bloomed to the extreme. The nine Ancestors of Sorcerers used all their strength and poured all their cultivation into the formation. They also made the shadow of Pangu attack Ye Xuan again.
"Bang!"
One punch suppressed the world and everything fell. Ye Xuan's punch was so powerful that it directly shattered the shadow of Pangu and made Houtu and the others stagger back. The so-called Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation collapsed.
"I'll send you to hell."
Ye Xuan's halberd danced in the sky, and strands of energy that could annihilate all things rose from the Heaven-Slaying Halberd, directly transforming into thousands of cold lights that shot towards Houtu and the nine Ancestral Shamans like a group of stars falling from the sky.
"Retreat quickly."
Houtu's expression changed dramatically. She unleashed a Reincarnation Grand Magic and roared at the nine Ancestral Magi anxiously. At the moment, the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation was broken, and the nine Ancestral Magi were no match for Ye Xuan. Houtu could only resist Ye Xuan for a moment, buying time for the nine Ancestral Magi to escape.
Humiliation, a great humiliation.
The Nine Great Ancestors of Sorcery and a Heavenly Law Saint were no match for Ye Xuan. This was not only a disgrace to them, but also a disgrace to the entire Sorcerer Tribe.
The Nine Great Ancestors of Sorcery were ashamed and indignant, but there was nothing they could do because they were only Sage-to-be and were not on the same level as Ye Xuan. If they continued to advance, they would only be giving up their lives in vain.
"Can you stop me?"
Ye Xuan grinned cruelly. He took a step forward and quietly appeared in front of Houtu. He slapped Houtu's head, causing her to bleed from her seven orifices. The Heavenly Dao's holy light around her crumbled inch by inch.
"Puff!"
Houtu spat out a mouthful of blood. Her entire body was dispirited, and Ye Xuan's wide palm pressed down on her head, imprisoning her in the air.
It was not that Houtu was not strong enough. After all, she was a Heavenly Law Saint, but the person she was facing was too strong. She was no match for Ye Xuan at all.
Don't forget that Ye Xuan could crush Nüwa when he was in the Three Tribulations of the Heavenly Law. Now he was in the Four Tribulations of the Heavenly Law, and Houtu's cultivation was inferior to Nüwa's. Naturally, she was defeated by Ye Xuan.
"Creak!"
"Ah!"
Ye Xuan's face was cruel. He tightened his five fingers and exerted a terrifying force on Houtu's head. Her skull creaked and she cried out in pain.
"Let her go."
Such a scene made the nine Ancestors of Sorcerers tremble, but they still roared at Ye Xuan angrily.
Unfortunately, Ye Xuan did not even look at the nine Ancestors of Sorcerers. He squeezed Houtu's head and smiled cruelly. Then he looked around and said, "If you two don't come out, don't blame me for being merciless."
Silence, silence, dead silence.
The nine Ancestors of Sorcerers watched angrily. They clenched their fists so hard that they made cracking sounds. The eyes of the Sorcerer Tribe in the twelve Ancestral Sorcerer Mountains turned red and tears of humiliation appeared in their eyes.
The Sorcerer Tribe knew that Ye Xuan was very powerful, so powerful that they could not afford to offend him. However, they did not expect Ye Xuan to be so powerful that even a Heavenly Law Saint was suppressed by him.
"Dijiang, Candle Dragon, if you really come back, show yourselves quickly. As long as we condense the Real Pangu Body, we can definitely kill Ye Xuan." Gonggong roared furiously. The rest of the Ancestors of Sorcerers were also extremely angry. They hoped that Dijiang and Candle Dragon could show up.
Unfortunately, no matter how Gonggong roared, Dijiang and Candle Dragon did not show up at all. Even if Houtu was in trouble, there was no reaction in this world.
"Ye Xuan, Dijiang and Candle Dragon are really not here. It's useless even if you kill me." Houtu tried to persuade Ye Xuan in a sorry state. There was great panic in her eyes.
At this moment.
Ye Xuan's eyes were gloomy and his entire body was filled with a terrifying aura. However, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. Was he wrong? Dijiang and Candle Dragon really did not come back?
Impossible!
Ye Xuan suddenly denied this idea. After 1,400 years of summoning, the rest of the Ancestors of Sorcerers had already returned. How could Dijiang and Candle Dragon be an exception?
"Since you two don't care about brotherhood, don't blame me for being merciless." Ye Xuan smiled cruelly at Houtu.
"No."
Feeling Ye Xuan's cold eyes, Houtu screamed in panic and tried to break free from Ye Xuan's restraint. However, at this moment, Ye Xuan's five fingers suddenly burst out with a destructive power. Houtu exploded into a cloud of blood mist. She was crushed by Ye Xuan's hand.
"Damn it."
The nine Ancestors of Sorcerers roared in anger. They had witnessed Houtu being killed by Ye Xuan, but they could not stop the tragedy from happening.
"Boom!"
The Holy Power of the Way of Heaven and the Holy Light rumbled. A spot of golden light was born in the void. With the support of the Way of Heaven, Houtu's body was condensing. She was a Saint of the Way of Heaven, so she could naturally come back to life.
"Houtu?"
When Houtu appeared again, the nine Ancestors of Sorcerers were overjoyed. Houtu quickly kept a safe distance from Ye Xuan and became gloomy and silent.
Ye Xuan was not surprised that Houtu came back to life. After all, it took him a long time to defeat Nüwa and make her a Saint. At this moment, he attacked Houtu in a hurry, so he could not kill her.
Moreover, Ye Xuan's real purpose was not to kill Houtu. He just wanted to force Dijiang and Candle Dragon to show up.
"I admire you two for being so patient. But I don't know if you will still avoid me if I destroy the whole Sorcerer Tribe."
Ye Xuan smiled cruelly. The entire world suddenly darkened as terrifying great techniques shot out from Ye Xuan's hands. The entire ancestral land of the Shaman Clan was enveloped within them, and there were billions of bolts of lightning raging in the sky. It was obvious that if this great technique were to descend, the entire Shaman Clan would be annihilated.
"No!"
Houtu screamed in horror. The nine Ancestors of Sorcerers turned pale. They wanted to stop Ye Xuan, but they also knew that they were no match for Ye Xuan at all. They were just mantises trying to stop a chariot.
At this critical moment, it was a life-and-death crisis.
Just as Ye Xuan was about to cast this skill, a long sigh sounded between heaven and earth. Then, two illusory figures quietly appeared in the sky.
"Ye Tiandi, why do you have to force us?"
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