#935 - Chapter 935: Rebellion of the Witch Clan

"Ding~ The host will know after completing the cultivation of 'Chaos Art'." The system left Ye Kong in suspense. Only after Ye Kong finished cultivating could he know.

Ye Kong left the Empty Realm and returned to the thatched cottage.

On the other side, Xuan Zheng was leading the Imperial Spirit Guards at full speed towards the Wu Clan in Nan Yun Continent.

Legend has it that the Wu Clan is an ancient race, established at the same time as the Immortal Cultivation World.

The legends of the Wu Clan's Twelve Ancestral Gods have been passed down to this day.

The Wu Clan's Twelve Ancestral Gods include: Zhurong with the head of a beast and the body of a man, Jumang with the body of a bird and a beast, Dijiang with six feet and four wings, Rushou with the face of a man and the body of a tiger, Gonggong with the head of a serpent and the body of a man, Houtu with the head of a tiger and the body of a man, Xuanming with bones and thorns all over his body, Tianwu with eight heads and the face of a man, Qiangliang with a snake in his mouth, Zhu Jiuyin with the body of a dragon and the face of a man, Shebishi with the face of a man and the ears of a dog, and Xizi with the face of a man and the body of a bird.

Legend has it that these Twelve Ancestral Gods are newborn bodies derived from Pangu's flesh, and they are respectively in charge of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder, electricity, time, weather, and space.

A hundred years ago, during the Lich War, the winner was king, and the Demon Clan was defeated. However, Houtu did not lead the Wu Clan to become the ruler of heaven and earth. At that time, the Immortal Cultivation World was established, and there were now Star River Sect and others.

As time passed, the Twelve Ancestral Gods moved away from the Immortal Cultivation World, bringing their descendants to survive in Nan Yun Continent in the south. Most of the Wu Clan people consider themselves descendants of the Twelve Ancestral Gods, but they are lazy and indulge in eating, drinking, playing, gambling, and drugs all day long.

The entire Wu Clan did not inherit the supernatural powers of the Twelve Ancestral Gods, but relied on some of the techniques, witchcraft, and formations passed down from their ancestors to maintain their daily operations.

The Wu Clan is warlike, but not united internally. The internal factions are divided into five parties, and the disputes between the parties are very serious.

This time, when something happened to the Demon Clan, the Wu Clan was also preparing to step in and get a share of the pie, but the internal factions first became chaotic. The Wu Clan also did not expect that the manpower sent to harvest the Demon Clan would be encountered by Xuan, who subdued them. The Wu Clan also did not expect that Xuan would bring the Imperial Spirit Guards to Nan Yun Continent.

Xuan led the Imperial Spirit Guards to Nan Yun Continent. After arriving at the Wu Clan's territory, countless Imperial Spirit Guards swept in like a landslide. The Imperial Spirit Guards slaughtered in all directions, and the shouts and screams of the Wu Clan people intertwined, and the sound waves shook the sky.

Xuan held a long spear, sat on a sweaty BMW, and stared coldly at the scene in front of him without moving, as if the **** scene had become a common sight for him.

Xuan entered the new capital, and the scene before him shocked him.

In front of him was a huge hot spring pool, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine. Wu Clan men and women were naked in this wine pool and meat forest, chasing and frolicking, all night long, reveling, drinking the fine wine in the pool when they were thirsty, and gnawing on the meat on the branches when they were hungry.

The whole picture was eye-watering and simply unbearable to look at!

Xuan's eyes were still indifferent. With a wave of his hand, the Imperial Spirit Guards all stepped forward and beheaded everyone.

The naked men and women were like headless flies, scurrying and bumping everywhere. Those who knew what was good for them knelt naked in front of Xuan and begged for mercy. Xuan swung his spear horizontally, and a smear of bright red blood splashed out. There was a very obvious mark on the other party's throat, and then he fell straight down, his eyes dull and not closed. And on the sharp edge of the spear in Xuan's hand, blood dripped down.

Xuan led the Imperial Spirit Guards to continue walking inside. There was gold everywhere inside. The Wu Clan men each had many wives and concubines. The moment they saw Xuan leading the Imperial Spirit Guards rushing in, the Wu Clan men quickly abandoned their wives and daughters and fled for their lives, but were caught back by the Imperial Spirit Guards.

"Spare me, spare me, I'll give you whatever you want, take the gold as you please, and give you all the women. Just spare my life." The Wu Clan man knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

"Beast." Xuan cursed, and then directly solved the man who was kneeling and begging for mercy.

Wherever Xuan led the Imperial Spirit Guards, the parties who were in the midst of fierce infighting immediately surrendered without any struggle. Xuan led the Imperial Spirit Guards all the way as if entering an uninhabited land, without encountering any threatening obstacles.

Two Wu Clan elders wearing blue cloaks, with gray hair, but with powerful auras, stood out and blocked Xuan's path.

"This is the territory of the Wu Clan. Who are you, daring to massacre in my Wu Clan's territory?" An old man with a staff looked sharply at Xuan.

Xuan also stared directly into the old man's eyes without any fear.

"Imperial Spirit Guard." Xuan said the name coldly.

Just as the other old man was about to speak, other greedy and fearful Wu Clan people stood behind the two elders.

With the support of the Wu Clan people, the two elders were even more confident.

"Do you really think that my Wu Clan has no one left?" The other elder said ostentatiously.

As a result, the next second, the Wu Clan people behind the speaking elder directly slashed at the elder's back with a knife. Another person was strangled around the neck with a rope by the Wu Clan people behind him. The elder's terrified eyes widened, and his pale cheeks twisted as he was strangled to death alive by his own kind.

The elder who was stabbed, endured the severe pain, turned to look at the Wu Clan people behind him, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, but there was more helplessness in his eyes.

The elder who was stabbed used his last strength to shout helplessly towards the sky.

"Hahahaha, my Wu Clan has been passed down for a hundred years, and it will eventually be destroyed in one day. The Wu Clan's today is all the end of the Wu Clan people! The water clock has run out, and the sky wants to destroy my Wu Clan!~"

After the elder finished his last words, he fell directly, dying with regret, and finally looked at the group of his own kind who killed him.

And that group of his own kind did not have the slightest sense of remorse. Before the two elders' bodies were cold, they were sacrificed to Xuan by the Wu Clan people.

The Wu Clan is very large. Xuan only spent two days to conquer 90,000 miles of the Wu Clan's land, directly approaching the Wu Clan's capital.

Inside the Wu Emperor's Hall, the Wu Clan monarch was still drunk and had been playing and teasing with hundreds of concubines all night long. He had no idea that the Wu Clan was about to face the danger of extinction.

At the moment when the Wu Clan monarch was having a good time, three loyal ministers risked being beheaded to offer advice. However, the Wu Clan monarch did not even see them, but pretended to be asleep.

Seeing that the Imperial Spirit Guards were about to break through the city gate, the three loyal ministers vowed to coexist and die with the Wu Clan, and directly crashed to death on the pillars of the Wu Emperor's Hall. But their death did not wake up the Wu Clan monarch who was pretending to be asleep.

Bearing hatred, they left the Wu Emperor's Hall, and for thousands of generations, they laughed at the fatuous monarch.