Within the eighteen layers of the Netherworld, Donghuang Taiyi fixed his piercing gaze on Minghe Ancestor.

His eyes, slightly sinister, flickered with a cold and profound light, and his body was wrapped in the swirling Qi of Xuanhuang, akin to dwelling within a fog of chaos, rendering him unfathomable.

At this moment, with the Chaos Bell above his head, he emanated an extremely dangerous aura.

"Minghe Ancestor, should you lend your assistance today, I, Donghuang Taiyi, will surely repay you handsomely in the future!" Donghuang Taiyi said to Minghe Ancestor, with a bow.

Minghe Ancestor was somewhat surprised; he did not expect Donghuang Taiyi to be so forthright and directly seek his help.

In truth, Minghe Ancestor had no intention of offering assistance, but Donghuang Taiyi's words compelled him to reconsider.

Just as Minghe Ancestor seemed rather tempted, Yu Yuan spoke indifferently next to him: "My friend, I think it's better not to get involved in this matter. The convoluted grudge between the Witch Demon clans has persisted for ages, and outsiders need not participate.

Otherwise, becoming mired in this quagmire and unable to extricate oneself would hardly be worth the loss."

"This matter is unrelated to you; why do you always like to meddle?!" Donghuang Taiyi glanced at Yu Yuan with evident dissatisfaction.

Yu Yuan glanced back at him with a smirk. "I don't like hearing such words from you. You say it's unrelated? Well, I happen to think it does concern me!

What, you cannot accept that?"

"Your words couldn't be truer!" Zhu Jiuyin chuckled softly, standing opposite Donghuang Taiyi.

At times like this, he truly hoped that Yu Yuan would stand opposed to Donghuang Taiyi.

Donghuang Taiyi's brows knitted slightly, his eyes fleetingly revealing a trace of ferocity.

However, he ultimately restrained himself and turned his gaze to Minghe Ancestor.

Although he said nothing, Yu Yuan knew that they must be communicating via the Primordial Spirit Transmission Method.

After a moment, it was unclear what terms Donghuang Taiyi had offered, but a decisive glint flashed in Minghe Ancestor's eyes.

The next instant, he turned into a blur and charged straight towards Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch.

At that time, Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch was strenuously resisting the combined assault of the two Demon Saints, Fei Lian and Jiu Ying, and did not notice Minghe Ancestor's approach.

So when Minghe Ancestor suddenly attacked from behind her, she was utterly unaware.

Only when the sound of tearing air reached her did she suddenly realize that she was now encircled by three Quasi-Saint powers.

Clearly, they intended to take her down first, then defeat the others one by one!

"Bastards!"

Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch cursed in anger, but her reaction was somewhat belated.

Minghe Ancestor stood atop a twelve-petaled Karmic Fire Red Lotus, his feet wreathed in blazing flames, his imposing presence engulfing the entire battlefield.

Holding the Avici Immortal Sword in his hand and standing next to the Xuanyuan Control Water Flag, with the Yuan Tu Immortal Sword on his back, he was as majestic as a deity.

As Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch fluttered her slender hands, countless fine droplets fell from the sky, each a strand of energy capable of annihilating everything. To touch them was to turn to ashes, the vast energy seemingly poised to destroy the whole world.

The Immortal Sword in Minghe Ancestor's hands swung fiercely, suddenly conjuring a fierce wind that bore down on Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch with an overwhelming momentum.

Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch's body instantly transformed into a turbulent river, with waves crashing towards Minghe Ancestor like massive hills, roaring loudly.

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion shook the heavens, and vortex-like clouds enshrouded the entire sky.

Minghe Ancestor, alongside Fei Lian Demon Saint and Jiu Ying Demon Saint, jointly forced Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch into a desperate situation.

The silhouettes of the four Quasi-Saint powers seemed to turn into streaks of lightning, rapidly intertwining in the darkness.

With a shrill cry, a colossal wave of energy burst forth as if exploding in the air, the heaven and earth trembling violently.

"Roar!"

In a critical moment, Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch let out a furious roar, casting the Fatian Xiangdi Great Divine Power. Her physical body swelled immensely, mutating into a fierce beast bristling with bone spurs, as immensely tall as Buzhou Mountain itself!

Minghe Ancestor, Fei Lian Demon Saint, and the others changed expressions, feeling as if the entire universe trembled with her. The realm of the Eighteen Layers of the Netherworld seemed as though it would burst under the strain of Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch's gargantuan form.

Her body was enshrouded by swirling Evil Qi, cold winds howled, and bone-chilling airs abounded. In an instant, it was as if they were at the very dawn of creation.

"Roaarr!"

The ferocious beast that Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch had become roared wildly, baring claws and teeth, her mountainous body releasing an unstoppable force that swept across all directions.

Minghe Ancestor, arrogant and fearless, now advanced instead of retreating. The two supreme Immortal Swords floating by his side shot out, their terrifying Divine Power transforming into two sharp beams of light. However, the Evil Qi around Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch was like a tangible barrier, impenetrable by the blades.

Jiu Ying Demon Saint abruptly soared into the sky, unleashing a vast breath that generated ripples in the shattered void.

Yet the dreadful beast that was Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch remained undaunted, swatting at those around her like a lurking dragon.

Her physical form was simply immense.

With a mere movement, Minghe Ancestor and the others felt the entire world begin to churn and shake as if they were on a rocking raft.

At that moment, Fei Lian Demon Saint brandished his long spear, plunging at high speed towards Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch, penetrating the Evil Qi that surrounded her like a hot knife through butter.

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