Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Ancestral Witch Intervenes to Rob the Nether River Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Ancestral Witch Intervenes to Rob the Nether River “Wukong alone might not be able to handle everyone in the Nether River,” Xuan Ming calculated carefully, his mind clear.

He thus called over Houtu and Di Jiang.

Di Jiang asked, “Sister, what do you need from your brother?”

Xuan Ming said, “The Nether River seeks to slaughter the mortals and exterminate all under heaven to prove his holy path. But if he truly kills all under heaven, what will become of our Reincarnation Netherworld?”

Holding the Reincarnation Ledger in her hand, Houtu said, “This Reincarnation Ledger exists because of reincarnation, controlling the life and death of all under heaven. If the Nether River defies the Heavenly Dao and kills, I’m afraid the number of wrongful deaths recorded in this Ledger will drastically increase, leading to the eventual bursting of the Netherworld by aggrieved spirits!”

Houtu, holding the Reincarnation Ledger and controlling the life and death of all under heaven, thought, what if all the people were to die in a few days?

Di Jiang added gravely, “If that happens, not only would we fail to gain any merit, but it would also result in more evil outcomes!”

Houtu said, “If the Nether River wants to kill, we might as well kill him! It’s just that Xuan Ming, now a saint, can no longer make a move.”

Di Jiang said, “The eleven of us are enough!”

Houtu said, “But he still has Mara and other formidable characters under his command, which might not be easy to handle.”

Di Jiang said, “I will handle it!”

Houtu hesitated for a moment and then said, “Alright, then let’s do as you say and stop the Nether River from killing!”

As the two turned to leave, Xuan Ming called out.

“Sister, is there anything else?” Di Jiang asked.

“Take this meditation mat and dagger of mine, and return them to me after dealing with the Nether River,” Xuan Ming said lightly.

He handed his dagger to Di Jiang and the meditation mat to Houtu.

With the saint’s magical treasures in hand, they felt more reassured and went to gather Zhu Rong and others to head to the Eastern Divine Region to intercept the Nether River.

Houtu asked, “The eleven of us, is that really enough?”

Di Jiang replied with a strange laugh, “Even if it’s not, there’s still that monkey from the Water Curtain Cave.”

The group exchanged glances, their eyes revealing a mutual understanding. They each performed their Escape Techniques and headed towards the Eastern Divine Region.

Shortly after, they saw a massive river of blood ahead, where no grass grew. The blood river, flowing from the Asura Blood Sea, stripped all vegetation of its vitality, becoming even more formidable. The Nether River Patriarch stood at the forefront of the blood river, hands behind his back, directing the blood river forward.

“Nether River, by slaughtering the living, you defy the Heavenly Dao. Are you truly seeking death?” A loud shout from Yi obstructed the Nether River ahead.

“Twelve Ancestral Witches? No, Xuan Ming has become a saint and can’t come. You eleven are here to stop me? Can you stop me?” Nether River arrogantly said.

Hearing the arrogant tone of Nether River, Di Jiang felt extremely displeased. Who had ever looked down on him like this? In years past, even the nearly unbeatable Eastern Emperor Taiyi had almost died at their hands. Now, the Nether River, not yet a saint, was so arrogant. If he were allowed to kill all under heaven and truly attain sainthood, then what a disaster that would be! Di Jiang’s intent to kill grew, his eyes narrowed slightly, and revealing his true form, he said nothing and made his move!

Di Jiang held a huge axe in his hand. Spreading his wings, he transformed into a streak of light and directly rushed towards Nether River’s disciple, Desired Heaven. Desired Heaven didn’t even have time to react before Di Jiang chopped his head off with his axe and destroyed his Primordial Spirit. A strand of True Spirit headed toward the Deification Platform.

“Di Jiang you brute, attacking without even answering, have you no shame!” Nether River cursed loudly.

Di Jiang, without responding, flashed and darted next to Great Brahma Heaven, striking down with a claw. The flesh body of an Ancestral Witch, not inferior to a Magical Treasure, could even smash formidable treasures into pieces with a single punch, not to mention a living human head!

The nails on the claw, sharp as blades, snapped violently and directly severed Great Brahma Heaven’s head, grabbing the Primordial Spirit from within the Niwan Palace and throwing it into his mouth, chewing twice before swallowing it down.

“This infuriates me too!” Nether River roared, raising the Yuan Tu and Abi swords to strike at Di Jiang.

Di Jiang sneered, not engaging with Nether River directly, but spread his wings and flew a great distance, grabbing another disciple of Nether River, killing him instantly, chewing his Primordial Spirit, and sending him up to the Deification Platform.

“Di Jiang, eat my blade!” Mara, also known as the Asura Demon King, appeared out of nowhere behind Di Jiang, chopping down with his blade.

Although Di Jiang was fast, the blade sealed all retreats, forcing him to brace for impact.

This Mara, also known as the Asura Demon King, naturally had significant prowess. His attack was truly extraordinary!

Di Jiang suffered a minor loss, being slashed from behind; sparks flew everywhere, and although he was unharmed, the shock made his insides extremely uncomfortable.

Mara charged forward again, aiming a slash at Di Jiang’s forehead!

Just then, Di Jiang immediately fled using an escape technique, and a Thunder Bead flew over, sent by Yi Zi.

“Boom!”

The slash landed on the Thunder Bead, which abruptly exploded. Mara, caught in a sudden sea of thunder, found himself amidst a torrent of lightning. In his fright, he quickly raised a mirror above his head, about three inches from the top. The countless bolts of lightning were all reflected back by the mirror into the void, disappearing without a trace in moments.

“This mirror is powerful, its karmic force boundless, be sure not to be caught in its reflection,” Di Jiang cautioned Yi Zi.

Yi Zi, of course, understood, spread his wings, and charged forward, raising a square sky halberd and circled Mara for a fierce attack.

Nether River gathered the disciples under his command, and those whose cultivation level was below Primordial Golden Immortal all entered the Blood River. In this way, even if Di Jiang were again swift, he could no longer harm them. Nether River himself grasped Yuan Tu and Abi swords to attack Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong stomp her foot in anger and shouted, “Nether River you rascal, thinking this lady is easy to bully!”

Having said that, she grabbed into the void with both hands and pulled out two clusters of Samadhi True Fire, which were even more potent than Samadhi True Fire—representing the pinnacle of postnatal flames! She then merged the two flames into a long stick wreathed in fire, grabbed a strand of Innate Separation Fire from the void, and struck it onto the tip of the stick, turning it into a spear tip.

“Samadhi True Fire Spear!” Zhu Rong unleashed her ultimate skill, instantly crafting a weapon out of the two types of fire.

Gonggong, although incompatible with Zhu Rong like water and fire, seeing Nether River move against Zhu Rong, knew Zhu Rong could not withstand Nether River’s assault and dared not delay. He too grabbed towards the void and pulled out two water dragons; one transformed from weak water and the other from the essence of sunflower water. He rubbed the two dragons together into a ball-shaped mold and then fiercely tore it apart, pulling out a square sky halberd made of water.

Nether River Patriarch was already in front of Zhu Rong, raising Yuan Tu sword into the air while the Abi Sword directly stabbed towards Zhu Rong’s throat!

Zhu Rong shook her divine spear, and flames wildly scattered, melting the void and giving off an indescribable smell as flames shot towards Nether River’s chest.

The Abi Sword spun back, blocking Zhu Rong’s killing move, while the raised Yuan Tu was used as a flying sword, stabbing directly at Zhu Rong’s Niwan Palace!

This move was critical; Zhu Rong’s move was already at its limit, how could she retract it? Fortunately, Gonggong arrived just in time, lifting his square sky halberd and instantly producing a sound like huge waves washing over sand, as if standing by the sea. The Yuan Tu Sword was flipped back, sparing Zhu Rong from a perilous situation.

Zhu Rong, fiery in temperament and seeing she was going to take a heavy hit, was not willing to retreat. She transformed her long spear into a whip, swinging it so densely that flames lashed towards Nether River.

Nether River, calm and collected, grabbed a bit of the blood from the Blood River and tossed it aside. The flames struck the blood, immediately emitting billowing smoke and an unbearable stench.

Gonggong, intent on attacking Nether River and despite their incompatibility of water and fire, when the two joined forces, their combat power surged exponentially!

Nether River called back the Yuan Tu Sword, holding the Abi, and deployed sword techniques, issuing forth thousands of Sword Qi. Gonggong had no choice but to retreat, but as he retreated, Zhu Rong advanced again with her divine spear, firing flames.

Nether River, annoyed, recited a spell, parrying Zhu Rong’s flame spear with one sword strike and striking Zhu Rong on the crown of her head with a palm.

“Boom!”

Zhu Rong was sent flying by his palm, striking a mountain and directly causing it to collapse.

If an ordinary person were struck by Nether River’s palm, they would have turned into mush, but Zhu Rong merely shook her head and crawled out of the dirt, picking up her spear to fight again!

Gonggong was no match for Nether River either; after Zhu Rong was sent flying, he also suffered a strike from Nether River’s sword, cutting open flesh and spilling blood. However, his body trembled, and his flesh slowly started to heal.

Nether River Patriarch was greatly troubled; these Ancestral Witches were neither easy to kill nor easy to fight—a real nuisance! It seemed he would have to suffer some losses today and use more mana to temporarily kill them. By the time they revived, he would have likely attained sainthood and would not fear them anymore.

The battle against Zhu Rong and Gonggong was swift for Nether River, taking only moments, but it seemed very long, so much so that Di Jiang and others had no chance to intervene before the two were defeated.

“Yi Zi deal with Mara, we will come kill Nether River!” Di Jiang declared, holding the Reincarnation Pen in his hand.

“Nether River old fool, today you are sure to die here!” Zhu Jiu Yin bellowed, transforming into his giant snake form, his eyes extremely eerie, split into twelve small points representing the twelve hours.

“Time Stop!”

Zhu Jiu Yin chanted, suddenly uttering a light cry.

Nether River felt himself slowing down, as if he had walked into a mud swamp; he knew this was Zhu Jiu Yin’s divine skill! Zhu Jiu Yin controlled time and seasons. Although not powerful in combat, his support abilities were extremely formidable, his move now gave Di Jiang and others the opportunity to attack Nether River.

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