Chapter 128: The End of the War between Sorcerer and Demon tribes (2/2)
Seeing Xihe disappear, Emperor Jun roared, ”Xihe!!!” His angry shout was deafening. With eyes filled with blood, Emperor Jun stormed towards Torch Dragon and Qiangliang in front of him and bellowed, ”I want all of you to die!” Then he recklessly brandished the Wu-killing Sword towards the two Ancestors of Sorcerer.
Due to his violent rage, Emperor Jun suddenly emitted a burst of extremely strong power and directly pressed the two Ancestors of Sorcerer down. At that moment, a bell suddenly rang out and the body of Ancestor of Sorcerer Qiangliang was actually frozen for an instant. But this instant period had decided whether he would be alive or not.
”Pff!” A blood arrow soared. Emperor Jun took this opportunity to behead Qiangliang. Seeing this, Torch Dragon was so furious that he frantically rushed towards Emperor Jun, who was not prepared for it. Hence, Emperor Jun was bounced off with his Wu-killing Sword, flying off to Chi You, who was stabbed to death. It was a pity to be killed in this way.
At this time, Xuan Ming punched Bai Ze, going directly toward Fuxi, who was engrossed in controlling the He Luo Formation to fight Zhurong as well as Gonggong, and was completely unguarded against him. After the blow, Fuxi was seriously injured. Seeing this, Emperor Jun shouted, ”Kunpeng, quickly save Fellow Taoist Fuxi.”
However, Kunpeng did not follow him. On the contrary, he rolled up Emperor Jun's The River Chart and The Inscription of The Luo and transformed into a huge bird, disappearing in an instant. Seeing Kunpeng sneak away at the critical juncture, Emperor Jun was furious, spurting a mouthful of blood. Obviously, his injury worsened.
Zhurong and Gonggong got out of the formation, immediately going towards Fuxi. Fuxi laughed and said, ”Hahaha, let's die together!” Suddenly, Fuxi actually self-exploded. The ones to bear the brunt were naturally Zhurong and Gonggong, while Xuan Ming was blasted away from the impact. At that moment, a silvery light flashed away as if it had been collected by something. However, no one took notice.
With Fuxi dead, the badly injured Emperor Jun could not help but feel gloomy and forlorn. The numbers of Demon Tribe's soldiers were reduced from hundreds of billions to a few hundred million in this battle. Though the Wu Tribe did not fare better than them, Emperor Jun knew clearly that the Demon Tribe could not win this war. The only result was that both sides would be defeated and wounded.
Looking at Torch Dragon who wanted to kill him, Emperor Jun laughed angrily and said, ”Haha, dominating over the Untainted Land for thousands of years, I finally get nothing. Xihe, I'll be with you.” Hardly had his voice faded away that Emperor Jun self-exploded, pulling Torch Dragon with him, dying together.
Taiyi felt awfully miserable about the scene. Looking at Emperor Jiang and Jumang, he said ruthlessly, ”In this case, we all die together!” Having fought for a long time, Taiyi chose to take the same move as Emperor Jun. Thus, using the power of self-explosion, he took Emperor Jiang and Jumang down with him.
After the three of them died, there was a sudden brightness in the Heaven and Earth. With Evil Spirit gradually drifting away, all living beings of Untainted Land cheered together in virtue of the end of the Cultivation Tribulation. This Cultivation Tribulation was caused by the Sorcerer and Demon tribes and triggered in advance because of the Hong Meng Immortal Qi. Now it ended with neither tribe winning. It was quite true that karma equations were at work.
The world seemed to be a Shura Nether World after the war. Though the Blood River Formation in the Blood Sea was working at full strength, it would take a long time to clean all the remains from the Blood River. Meanwhile, the Nether World was also busy in imprisoning souls of the Demon Tribe. It would be a huge task just to judge them and arrange their reincarnation.
The Sorcerer and Demon tribes that remained after the Cultivation Tribulation of the world also stopped fighting against each other. After the battle, armies of the two Tribes had almost been reduced to nothing. No more than 100 million were left among the Demon Tribe, while the Wu Tribe was worse with only tens of thousands remaining.
At that time, a figure stood up from a heap of corpses. At the sight of it, the Demon Tribe was overwhelmed with joy because that figure was Ancestor of Sorcerer Xuan Ming, who had been blown away by Fuxi's self-explosion. She was the only Ancestor of Sorcerer who had survived the war. Seeing Xuan Ming, the Wu Tribe seemed to find their backbone.
At the other side, the Demon Tribe was certainly extremely nervous. Bai Ze, the only Sacred Demon to survive, was alertly watching every move of the Wu Tribe. He knew that he could not rival an Ancestor of Sorcerer with his present strength. Nevertheless, Xuan Ming seemed to be badly injured as well. Since the Cultivation Tribulation had ended, they would not fight again! Bao Ze prayed in his heart for an end to the event.
Ancestor of Sorcerer Xuan Ming naturally saw the remaining members of the Demon Tribe and their leader, Bai Ze. Though she really wanted to kill them, she was unable to do that. Although Fuxi's self-explosion did not kill her, it had inflicted serious injuries on her. It would be impossible to kill them. Moreover, the war took a heavy toll on the lives of the Wu Tribe. Thus, unwilling to see many more tribesmen injured, she could only give up the idea of exterminating the Demon Tribe.