Bound By Blood To Gods/C14 Ten Sun Purgatory Great Array
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C14 Ten Sun Purgatory Great Array

"Then I implore you, eldest brother, to cease the hostilities!"

With Houtu's plea, the once vibrant atmosphere in Pangu Hall suddenly turned to stone.

It took a moment before Dijiang, his voice rough with emotion, responded, "Houtu, do you even grasp the gravity of your words?"

With unwavering conviction, Houtu replied, "Indeed, I do. It's precisely because I understand that I've rushed here from Buzhou Mountain to urge you to halt the conflict with the demon race!"

"Little sister, you've lost your senses!" Zhuh Rong bellowed, and disbelief painted the faces of the other Ancestral Witches.

"The demon race has slaughtered our people. To stop fighting now would be like offering our necks to them for the chopping!"

Angry voices filled Pangu Hall.

"You are an Ancestral Witch; it's your duty to defend our kin!"

"And you've mastered your magical powers. If you share your knowledge with us, we could easily crush the demon race! Why call for a truce?"

Dijiang gestured for silence, his gaze piercing as he faced Houtu. The commanding presence of the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Wizards was unmistakable. "Little sister, your heart has always been pure, which is why I've excused you from the battle!"

"But now, you must tell me, who has bewitched you into persuading me to stop this war?"

The Wizard Clan may have a reputation for being headstrong, but that didn't mean the Twelve Ancestral Wizards were fools. Dijiang could clearly perceive the shift in Houtu.

This kind of transformation couldn't simply be attributed to the cultivation of magical powers.

A vision of a youthful figure flashed through Houtu's mind, the memory of that extraordinary tea bolstering her resolve.

"Brother, this war between the Wizard Demon and our Witch Clan will only end in mutual destruction, leaving others to reap the benefits."

"What nonsense! In these ancient times, aside from the Demon Clan, who else would dare to challenge us?"

"It's the Sage!"

Houtu's emphatic statement brought a hush over Pangu Hall. The Wizard Clan might battle fearlessly against heaven and earth, but the sages were revered as the most exalted beings in existence. Even an Ancestral Witch held them in the highest regard.

A pause lingered before...

"Cease this foolish talk. Why would a Sage meddle in the strife of races?"

Even Zhuh Rong and the others couldn't suppress a chuckle, let alone Dijiang.

Seeing her brothers' disbelief, Houtu's anxiety surged.

"The one who taught me to cultivate mana said those words!"

There was a moment of silence among the eleven Ancestral Witches, but Dijiang appeared contemplative. So that's how it was.

"What else did this person tell you? Don't leave out a single word!"

Without hesitation, Houtu recounted Zhang Yan's words.

A profound silence enveloped Pangu Hall. Eventually, an Ancestral Witch spoke with difficulty, "How could there be any truth to this?"

"Yet, to my knowledge, the Demon Monarch does have ten sons, rumored to be born from his union with the Grand Yin Goddess..." another Ancestral Witch added softly.

The Ancestral Witches exchanged uneasy glances.

"Great Wizards Kuafu and Dayi are currently holding the front lines..."

As the information was pieced together, a wave of dread washed over the Ancestral Witches. Houtu's prophecy was eerily accurate.

Dijiang closed his eyes in deep thought, then slowly opened them again.

Before he could speak, an urgent message arrived from outside Pangu Hall.

"Ancestral Witch Lords, ten fiery birds have appeared in the sky, blazing like suns. Great Wizard Kuafu is in pursuit!"

The report shattered the stillness of Pangu Hall, and Houtu's face drained of color.

"Is it too late?"

"No! It's not too late!"

Dijiang declared, "The Demon Monarch's sons have revealed themselves. We brothers will capture them and coerce the Demon Monarch into submission!"

"Brother, your wisdom shines through!"

Joy spread across the Ancestral Witches' faces. Indeed, this presented an opportunity. The next ten days could be their chance to engage the Wizard Clan.

"Little sister, stay here and watch as we capture those ten Golden Crows for your amusement!"

With a battle cry, the Ancestral Witches charged out of Pangu Hall, leaving Houtu alone in the now-empty hall.

A ten-day journey through the primeval world, clashing with the Wizard Clan—these were the grave words of a senior. Surely, the reality was far from straightforward.

Houtu's unease grew with each passing moment. "No, I must see this for myself!"

With a swift shake, she transformed into her true Ancestral Witch form and dashed out of the hall.

...

Chaos reigned in the Purple Heaven Palace.

Hongjun awoke once more from his state of Dao Integration.

With a mere thought, the events of the ancient world flickered through his mind.

"The descent of the ten suns marks the official onset of the Wizard Demon Cataclysm!"

For the first time since he began his teachings, Hongjun, who had been perpetually sullen, allowed a faint smile to cross his lips. The Wizard Demon Cataclysm signaled the final phase of his Dao Integration.

Hongjun vanished from the meditation mat in the Silent Room, his words echoing briefly in the stillness.

"From stillness comes motion, let's take a closer look."

With a single intention, the Sage traversed the vastness of the primeval world in an instant.

Hovering in the void above the fierce battle between the Wizard Demon and the Great Wizard, Hongjun watched. Ten Golden Crows circled nearby, while on the earth below, a Great Wizard revealed his true form, relentlessly pursuing the Crows.

In his hands, he wielded stone spears and battle axes, hurling them at the Golden Crows.

Yet neither the ten Golden Crows nor the Great Wizard noticed the proximity of Hongjun.

Such was the might of a Sage!

The Great Wizard in pursuit was none other than Kuafu, chieftain of a Wizard Clan tribe, whose people had been largely burnt to death by the scorching heat of the ten Golden Crows.

"Hah!"

With a roar of anger, Kuafu launched a stone spear at one of the Golden Crows with all his might.

Empowered by Kuafu's strength, the spear nearly tore through the void, but alas, its inferior material couldn't withstand the intense heat of the Golden Crow's flames and disintegrated into cinders.

"Curse it!" Kuafu stamped his foot in fury, the ground trembling and mountains quaking in response.

The ten Golden Crows cackled as they danced around Kuafu, their manipulation of the flames turning the earth and stones into a river of magma that flowed wildly in every direction.

"Is this the formidable foe my father warned of? Hardly impressive!"

The ten Golden Crows cawed in triumph.

They had descended stealthily to the mortal realm while Dijun and Taiyi, with the Demon Court's elite, besieged Hongyun. Curious about the Wizard Clan their father often mentioned, they decided to test them.

Yet, to their surprise, the Wizard Clan members were remarkably feeble.

"Let's roast him alive to assert the majesty of our Demon Court. These Wizard Clan will learn that our Demon Clan is unbeatable!"

Proposed by one Golden Crow, the others erupted in raucous approval.

Encircling Kuafu, the ten Golden Crows' flames intensified, merging into a formidable formation known as the Ten Sun Purgatory Array.

This innate skill of the Golden Crows was unmatched in might.

Kuafu was scorched to the point of profuse sweating; his pores first oozed sweat, then blood, which quickly crusted into a scalding carapace.

"Crash!"

Kuafu collapsed to his knees, straining to look up, only to be met with a blinding sea of golden fire, nearly blinding him.

As Kuafu teetered on the brink of death by fire, an earth-shattering roar erupted.

"Roar!"

"Insolent Golden Crow, how dare you harm the Great Wizard of our Wizard Clan!"

The Twelve Ancestral Wizards manifested their true colossal forms, standing as twelve towering demonic deities.

Leading the charge was Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch.

With a serpent's head atop a human body, clad in black scales, striding upon a black dragon, and with arms entwined by green serpents, he bellowed.

At his command, a deluge burst forth from the heavens, cascading towards the Ten Sun Purgatory Array ensnaring the Golden Crows.

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