"Great King!"

"Disaster! The Great King has been struck by lightning!"

"Something happened to the Great King, hurry up and see!"

"..."

The commotion from the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder was too great; all the residents in the valley were drawn over.

Yet, as they gathered at the entrance of the cave mansion, not a single person dared to enter.

It was not out of respect for Mo Yun, but due to fear.

They were born and raised here, and even if they had not seen it with their own eyes, they had heard of many Demon Immortals with profound Dao Xing who entered this cave mansion and never came out again.

These Demon Immortals came from both inside and outside the valley.

"Lord Mountain Ghost."

Many of the residents looked towards Yao Ge.

The latter, also filled with fear, nevertheless clenched her teeth and walked into the cave mansion.

But as soon as she entered, she was stunned.

The stone sculptures lining the passageway, which she feared the most, had inexplicably disappeared.

"Great King?"

Yao Ge gasped in shock, called out tentatively, but received no response.

She quickly walked deeper into the cave mansion and found it to be in complete disarray, full of charred powder everywhere, and the top of the cave had an enormous gap torn open.

"Your Great King is here."

A resonant voice sounded.

Yao Ge looked towards the source of the voice and saw the foreigner sitting on a cushion, toying with a double-winged golden copper coin in his hand, with a broken bell above flashing with five-colored divine light.

Next to the foreigner on the ground stood a stone sculpture, which looked exactly like Mo Yun the Great King.

"Great King... is no more."

Yao Ge murmured blankly, her face betraying no sign of joy or sorrow.

At that moment, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, glorious sunlight shone through the gap in the cave roof, turning the originally dark and eerie cave mansion into a bright and open space.

Yao Ge raised her head, her gaze passing through the gap to the azure sky, and her tense nerves relaxed instantly.

Yu Yuan, having calculated the rough direction of his next steps through the Heavenly Mechanism, collected the two treasures and said to the Mountain Ghost in front of him, "You were pulling faces at me before because you wanted to warn me that this cave was dangerous, right? I didn't realize you had such courage for a Mountain Ghost."

Yao Ge remained silent.

She was a Mountain Ghost who came into existence only after Mo Yun had established this blessed land.

Even though she deeply detested Mo Yun's various deeds, she couldn't possibly greet Yu Yuan, the "murderer," with a smile.

Yu Yuan originally wanted to take her to Linhuan Pass, but seeing her like this, he did not bring it up and instead summoned the Glazed Bottle, capturing the stone sculpture of Mo Yun inside.

The Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Curse was extremely vicious and could seal the victim's Primordial Spirit within their flesh, leaving them in a state between life and death, enduring eternal solitude.

Now that Yu Yuan had just come into contact with this curse, he could only barely use it, and was far from being able to lift it.

Therefore, he also could not help those Demon Immortals who had been harmed by Mo Yun to lift their curses, so he could only first place them all into the Glazed Bottle, leaving the resolution for later.

Yu Yuan wasn't entirely altruistic.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting, he constructed a cultivation room exclusively for himself inside the Glazed Bottle using those stone sculptures.

They now indifferently endured the corruption of the Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Curse.

This could be seen as making the best use of them.

After cleaning up everything, Yu Yuan rode on an auspicious cloud and flew out of the cave mansion, then departed in front of the astonished gazes of the Demon Immortals.

The demons didn't dare to stop him and soon gathered the courage to enter the cave mansion. From Yao Ge, they learned the news that Mo Yun had turned into stone.

"The Great King is gone!"

"Wuwu... Great King, your death is so tragic, haha..."

"What are you laughing at, cry for me!"

"Our Great King is dead, the other Seventy-two Cave Demon Kings will sense it, and might send someone to investigate... If you don't want to die, cry!"

"Wuwu... Great King, your death is so good, hahaha..."

"Are you still laughing!"

"Sorry, I just can't help it... That damned Mo Yun turned my father into stone, and now it's finally his turn to reap what he has sown!"

"Wuwu... My grandfather was also harmed by him; after entering his cave mansion, he never came out... Thankfully that Yu Yuan Immortal took action and eliminated this fiend for us, otherwise it would have been our turn!"

"It was he who was seeking death by trying to make a move against that Immortal."

"He brought destruction upon himself... His death is well-deserved!"

Just then, a deep and thick voice arose: "Amitabha, amitabha! To think that in just a few days since I last saw him, Mo Yun has already perished."

The demons startled and looked towards the source, only to see a young man with a strange attire and handsome features standing with hands clasped together, his gaze passing through the crowd and landing on Yao Ge.

"To think that such a foul place could give birth to an elf-like you... Compassion, compassion; you have a connection with our Western Pure Land, so come with me to the Western Pure Land."

Yao Ge widened her eyes at the handsome man, "Who are you?"

The man replied with a gentle demeanor and a smile, "I am Jin Naluo from the Western Sect, dispatched by the Master to ferry beings with karmic connection in this world."

...

Yu Yuan mounted the Golden-eyed Five Clouds Camel and sped northward along Cui Ping Mountain.

Northern Continent, although the smallest of the Four Great Continents, was still boundlessly vast to most Immortal Gods.

To the north of Northern Continent, near the frigid lands of Beiming, lay territories occupied by the Witch Clan.

After the end of the Ancient Era, the surviving Witch Clan was split into two parts.

One part was relocated by the Saint who oversaw the Reincarnation Six Paths to the Netherworld, transformed into Netherworld Yin Gods; henceforth they saw no sunlight, had no freedom, and earned Merit by guiding the souls of all beings through the cycles of reincarnation, cleansing their own karma.

The other part was moved to the Northern Continent, where they struggled to survive in the land of pestilence and bitter cold, all the while constantly facing attacks from their old adversaries, the Demon Clan, putting their living environment in imminent peril.

It was hard to say which of these fates was better.

Particularly for the Witch Clan, who revered only the Pangu God and disdained all else, enduring such repressive days was excruciating.

Yu Yuan, according to the information obtained from Great King Mo Yun and his own deductions with the help of two Spiritual Treasures, sensed that after Yun Cheng Wanli Peng obtained the Chaos Bell Fragments, he sped northward to avoid pursuit, already having entered the Witch Clan's territories.

For the Demon Clan, the Witch Clan's territories were akin to forbidden grounds unless they gathered a large force; even Demon Gods dared not trespass.

The Golden-eyed Five Clouds Camel transformed into a streak of golden light and cloud, speeding northward. Along the way, Yu Yuan also saw many Demon Gods, all pursuing Yun Cheng Wanli Peng.

Yu Yuan didn't provoke them and took nearly two days to reach the Witch Clan's territory.

At a glance, mountains surrounded the area, and sinister valleys stood tall.

Countless massive demon carcasses were nailed to cliffs and precipices.

Flood dragons, Ba snakes, horned leopards, gray eagles...

Beholding this scene, Yu Yuan felt an immense, ancient aura rush towards him.

On the historical stage of the Primordial Land, the Witch Clan definitely left a striking mark.

Especially the towering figures of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, ingrained between heaven and earth, indelible for a long time.

Standing tall, they could shatter stars with one punch, and smash the Heaven Palace with one foot.

The strength of the Twelve Ancestor Witches was beyond doubt.

Each of them possessed unparalleled strength, capable of controlling time, space, earth, sky, water, fire, and the Five Elements...

It's no exaggeration to say that, combined, the power of the Twelve Ancestor Witches could destroy heaven and earth!

However, now, all Twelve Ancestor Witches had disappeared.

Even the Ancestor Witch who had controlled the earth had now become the Saint.

Now, on the Primordial Land, only a small portion of descendants of the Witch Clan still struggled to live on in this cruel Barbaric land.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound like a mountain collapse emanated from the valley ahead.

Yu Yuan looked up, his gaze piercing through layers of poison fog, and saw a giant-like burly man bursting out from a shattered cave.

The burly man was at least ten Zhang tall, with knotted muscles and a swirling aura of fiery red hot blood that nearly materialized.

He wore only a tiger skin skirt, with nothing else to cover his body. His hair was a disheveled mess, and hanging from his earlobes were two fiery red small snakes, hissing their tongues from time to time.

This was the Witch Clan!

Yu Yuan's heart stirred, but then he saw across from the Witch Clan burly man stood a familiar figure.

The man was tall, strong, and valorous, although not as much as the Witch, his aura in no way diminished.

He wore a treasure vase crown atop his head and a wide kasaya robe, holding a Nine Ringed Staff in his left hand while his right hand was clasped before his chest, his face solemn.

Despite the changed attire, Yu Yuan recognized him at a glance. This person was none other than the Western Sect Saint's direct disciple, Mahasthamaprapta.

At the same time, Mahasthamaprapta also saw him, his expression slightly startled, then with a frown, he turned his attention back to the Witch Clan burly man and shouted in a deep voice, "Red Sun Witch King, I have taken three punches from you, as per our agreement, you should become a Dharma Protector Vajra for my Western Sect..."

"Go to Hell!"

Red Sun Witch King spat out disdainfully and turned to flee with wide strides.

Such a scenario would have been unimaginable in the Ancient Era, but now, even the bravest and fearless warriors of the Witch Clan had learned to grasp at life.

Mahasthamaprapta's gaze flickered, instinctively wanting to give chase.

However, after glancing at Yu Yuan, he stopped and said gravely, "I am here to enlighten beings with fate under the command of my Master. Why have you come here to interfere?"

"Hmm?"

Yu Yuan looked at him in surprise, "I am just passing by... We have no grudges, so why would I spoil your efforts? Are you looking for trouble on purpose?"

"No grudges?" Mahasthamaprapta's left hand tightened around the Nine Ringed Staff, veins on his forehead bulging.

"You dare say we have no grudges?!"

Yu Yuan: "..."

He remembered.

During the Peach Banquet in the Heavenly Court, in front of all the Immortal Gods, Mahasthamaprapta was slapped dozens of times by him, and almost ended up with his face smeared with feces.

"It seems you have remembered."

Mahasthamaprapta took a deep breath.

He is the direct disciple of a Saint, wise and unmatched in courage and valor, the great Mahasthamaprapta, not the constantly chuckling Maitreya who treats hardships as joy...

That insult, he could never swallow!

Now that the two had collided in the dangerous and desolate Northern Continent, Mahasthamaprapta knew it was time to wash away his disgrace!

He looked at Yu Yuan and said indifferently, "I am here to enlighten fate-destined beings. Since you and I have fate, I shall guide you into the Western Pure Land."

"Serious? You want to enlighten me?"

Yu Yuan was slightly stunned, very surprised in his heart, even wanting to ask Mahasthamaprapta.

Are you this impulsive? Does your Saint know?

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