Honghuang: Oh no, the Witch Clan Chief has lost his mind!

Chapter 103 'Lucky' Akakazu

Regardless of how these ancient and powerful beings view it,

However, the ancestral witches' practice of absorbing evil energy...

It will not change based on their evaluations.

They now wish they could absorb all the malevolent energy from all over the primordial world at once!

They were extremely envious of the supreme realm achieved by Dijiang and the other two!

Just then, Zhu Rong and his companions finished clearing a section of land.

They arrived at a new place: Blood Cloud Marsh.

This place was once a vast, undeveloped land, an inconspicuous swampy area.

But a thousand years ago,

A fairly large-scale battle broke out here.

Two Great Luo Golden Immortals went to the Witch Clan to slay corpses in order to seize a Primordial Spiritual Treasure.

They fought fiercely there, and ultimately both perished.

The two were imbued with the essence of their blood, resentment, and dissipated spiritual energy.

This directly transformed the swamp into a place perpetually shrouded in blood-red mist.

The malevolent aura of this desolate place was almost solidified into a tangible, ferocious force.

If an ordinary Golden Immortal were to enter, their primordial spirit would be eroded by the baleful aura in no time.

Reduced to monsters that only know how to kill.

nowadays,

As the calamity energy in the world grew increasingly intense...

This blood-red swamp is even more dangerous!

The innate spiritual treasure also fell into it.

It still hasn't been taken away!

Normally, no one would bother with this place.

But isn't this because the reputation of the Witch Clan's Corpse Slaying Technique is growing?

The whole world is scrambling for innate spiritual treasures, leading to a severe shortage of primordial spiritual treasures.

Some fearless individuals have even ventured into this blood-red swamp!

this day,

A figure flew swiftly from the horizon.

It landed at the edge of Blood Cloud Marsh.

This was a man dressed in a crimson Taoist robe, with a thin and slender face.

The Taoist priest looked somewhat sorrowful.

This person's Taoist name is "Chixiazi".

He was a powerful rogue cultivator whose cultivation level had been stuck at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm for many years.

I had heard before that there were innate spiritual treasures in Blood Cloud Marsh that hadn't been taken away.

And then he saw his former nemesis successfully slay the corpse of the Witch Clan.

This made him even more anxious.

He was always worried that his arch-enemy was thinking of him.

He conveniently killed himself!

So he decided to give it a try.

Let's see if we can get this opportunity!

"Alas, the malevolent energy here is so strong."

"It's probably going to be difficult for me to get in!"

Chixiazi looked at the churning crimson clouds before him.

Feeling the chilling killing intent that penetrated straight to his primordial spirit, his heart pounded.

Before even going in, they were already having second thoughts!

However, considering that his mortal enemy had already killed the good corpse...

They'll definitely be even more ruthless!

If we run into them when we get back, we're really doomed!

Although entering this blood-red swamp would most likely mean certain death,

But at least there's some hope!

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and steeled his heart.

He summoned a precious mirror shrouded in rosy light to protect himself and moved further in!

The moment the mirror's light came into contact with the malevolent energy, it immediately emitted a "sizzling" sound.

The hem of Chixiazi's Taoist robe was burned away.

It's obvious that his magic weapon was barely able to protect him!

Just as he was preparing to delve deeper,

Several waves of energy, making his heart tremble, came from the horizon.

He paused, frowning.

I looked up in the direction from which the fluctuations were coming.

Several figures exuding a chilling aura were seen.

It moved towards the Blood Cloud Marsh with a leisurely pace.

They didn't ride on clouds or use any escape techniques; they simply walked.

But each step was like shrinking the distance to an inch.

The speed is astonishing.

"It's the Ancestral Witch!"

Chixiazi's pupils contracted, and his face turned a little pale.

The witch clan has a fearsome reputation.

Of course, these are all rumors spread by people with ulterior motives!

Moreover, in the last thousand years,

Everyone knows that the Witch Clan has gathered many innate spiritual treasures.

No need to lift a finger, just smash it with innate spiritual treasures.

They could even kill a Grand Luo Golden Immortal of average skill!

How could a rogue cultivator like him not be afraid?

It's practically dead by now!

He instinctively wanted to conceal his presence and hide.

However, the goals of those ancestral witches were very clear.

It was this Blood Cloud Marsh.

This made Chixiazi quite embarrassed.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, he simply stopped.

Stay still and pretend to be a big tree!

He prayed silently in his heart.

"I am a big tree, you can't see me, you can't see me!"

Prayer is indeed helpful.

Zhu Rong and the others arrived at the blood pool, completely ignoring Chi Xia Zi's intentions.

They went about their own business.

Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, walked to the edge of Blood Cloud Marsh.

Looking at that dense, blood-red aura,

Instead of showing disgust, he grinned.

It's like seeing some delicious snacks!

He took a deep breath facing the blood-red swamp.

It absorbed some of the evil energy.

I only took a small bite!

"Mmm! Not bad, not bad, the taste is authentic!"

"Brothers, let's get started!"

Upon hearing this, the nine people immediately leaped into the blood-red swamp.

One ancestral witch is in charge of one area.

Everyone worked together seamlessly and performed their movements skillfully.

This is clearly not the first time they've done something like this.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn...

That Blood Cloud Marsh that put Chixiazi in a dilemma

The sky suddenly cleared, and the previous fearsome feeling was completely gone.

It was just like a small puddle in front of my own house, nothing special!

The lingering, menacing aura vanished without a trace.

There are even faint signs that the spiritual energy is beginning to revive!

Chixiazi stretched her neck,

Standing there dumbfounded,

The protective mirror in his hand was still shining brightly!

He looked at the now cleaned-up Blood Cloud Marsh.

Then he looked at the others who seemed to want more.

The ancestral witches, seemingly still complaining that they didn't have enough malevolent energy,

My feelings were extremely complicated.

"What's going on here?"

A perilous place that I dared not venture into so cautiously.

They went straight for the deepest penetration?!

"And its aura seems even more powerful now?!"

Chixiazi was numb at this moment.

However, he still dared not move.

Keep pretending to be a big tree!

at this time,

Gonggong, the ancestral witch, seemed to have noticed the stunned young Taoist priest not far away.

He didn't intend to go up and ask questions; he simply gave the other person a brief look.

I'm a little confused, why is this young Taoist priest still here and not leaving?!

"Could it be that he's still eyeing the magical treasure he just acquired?"

Chixiazi felt Gonggong's scrutinizing gaze.

I was instantly terrified, and cold sweat poured down my back.

He quickly turned to the ancestral shamans, bowed, and said:

"This humble...this humble Daoist is Chixiazi,"

Greetings, Your Eminent Ancestral Witches!

Thank you, gentlemen, for clearing away the evil spirits from this place!

"What immeasurable merit!"

He didn't know why he was thanking them.

Maybe it's just a subconscious feeling that the other person did a good deed?

As if to confirm his words,

The next moment, merit descended from the heavens, turning the ancestral witches golden.

After the Ancestral Witches had condensed all the Heavenly Dao merits on their bodies into their own Golden Wheel of Merit,

Then he turned to look at Chixiazi, who was gazing at the group with envy.

Zhu Rong laughed heartily.

Seeing the other person's surprised and envious expression,

He flashed his golden wheel of merit.

He said with a smile:

"Ha ha!

You're right, little Taoist priest.

Indeed, this is a meritorious deed of immeasurable value!

Chixiazi: "..."

Seeing is believing!

At this moment, he felt that his thousands of years of Taoist cultivation had been severely impacted.

Gonggong waved his hand.

It seems I'm too lazy to say anything more to this minor character:

"Alright, this place is 'clean' now, you can go in."

However, I've already taken that innate spiritual treasure inside!

"Go home, wash up, and go to bed!"

Chixiazi: "Uh...!"

Having said that, the ancestral witches did not linger any longer.

With a swift movement, he headed towards the next place teeming with malevolent energy.

Chixiazi was left alone, bewildered in the wind.

Chixiazi looked in the direction they disappeared.

After checking again, it was confirmed that it was safe.

But the Blood Cloud Marsh no longer possesses any innate spiritual treasures.

He sighed deeply, and said with a deathly expression:

"My life is over!"