Chapter 237: Chapter 237: Ancient Witchcraft Array

Hongmi Immortal’s voice didn’t just echo in Six Paths Valley; it resounded across the entire sky of Red River Prefecture.

Members of the Human Race, Demon Race, spirit monsters, and ghost gods all raised their heads to the sky.

"Wonderful! Hongmi Immortal is taking action!"

"Kill the Demon Race! The Evil God! The demons!"

In Jianshui City, countless people erupted in cheers.

At Tongfu Restaurant, Li Hao looked up at the sky and gently wiped away his tears.

Cheers and cries of tearful joy rang out from Fenshui City, Alu City, Eagle City, and all the other cities.

The fact that Hongmi Immortal was going to slay three great evils at once filled the people of Red River Prefecture with elation.

It wasn’t just the Human Race.

Even some of the weaker non-humans were hoping for Hongmi Immortal’s success.

After all, the Plague God Sparrow, the Red River Dragon Python, and the Locust Demon Crown Prince weren’t just planning to slaughter the Human Race.

However, the plague miasma on the horizon had yet to dissipate, the swarms of insects showed no sign of abating, and the Red River’s banks continued to overflow.

Meanwhile, in Six Paths Valley, Hongmi Immortal’s aura remained unchanged, while the Plague God Sparrow’s beside him grew ever stronger.

An endless stream of fear-fueled power poured into the Plague God Sparrow’s body, but it felt no joy. Instead, it was filled with terror.

The Locust Demon Crown Prince, on the other hand, looked as if he had accepted his fate, closing his eyes in resignation.

With the addition of the Dragon Ball spat out by the Red River Dragon Python, Hongmi Immortal was now encircled by the three.

In just a moment, the Dragon Ball transformed into a massive grain of red rice, within which its Demon Qi was faintly taking the shape of a dragon.

But this wasn’t the red of the rice from Yuan Yang City; it was a sanguine, bloody red, born from the Red River Dragon Python’s own crimson Demon Qi.

Faint apparitions of rice grains also began to materialize around the Locust Demon Crown Prince and the Plague God Sparrow, as if they were about to be imprisoned within the rice, or even transformed into it.

Hongmi Immortal floated in the air, raised his arms, and tilted his head back, feeling the Power of Faith surging toward him from all directions.

"The common folk are but grains of rice," Hongmi Immortal murmured, his own aura beginning to fluctuate just like the Plague God Sparrow’s. "The people are my rice, and I hold the chopsticks. To feast upon their fat and blood... Truly wonderful. Truly wonderful."

However, at this very moment, several powerful auras erupted from far in the distance.

Third Realm!

They were all Third Realm auras!

Moreover, these Third Realm auras were linked, and in an instant, they enveloped the entirety of Six Paths Valley.

The power of fear, the plague, and the other disasters in the sky seemed to be instantly sealed away, as if by an invisible barrier.

Hongmi Immortal opened his eyes, frowned at the distance, then glanced back at Zhu Ge and snorted coldly. "Incorrigibly stubborn."

He flicked his sleeve toward Zhu Ge, but Yan Liyuan and the others stepped forward to block the blow. They were all sent flying, spitting up blood and grievously wounded.

"You prodigies, aiding a villain. It seems none of you will be leaving today," Hongmi Immortal sneered. "Don’t think for a second that your little life-saving treasures and escape techniques will always be effective."

As he spoke, a benevolent-looking phantom appeared on the horizon, bearing the exact likeness of Hongmi Immortal.

Then, this phantom stretched out a palm and pressed it down toward Six Paths Valley.

Zhu Ge struggled to activate the Fungus God Destruction Array, but its fungal threads instantly melted away like snowflakes in a fire.

"SPURT!!!" Zhu Ge spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell backward, his aura dwindling.

The Fungus God Destruction Array did not appear again.

The next moment, the phantom of Hongmi Immortal raised its hand once more and brought down another palm.

"RUMBLE..."

Over eighty percent of the newly constructed buildings in Six Paths Valley collapsed in an instant.

Multicolored lights suddenly flared from the bodies of Yan Liyuan and the others, attempting to whisk them away, but the lights were shattered by a single palm strike from Hongmi Immortal.

At the same time, Zhu Ge’s aura was extinguished.

"No, Brother Zhu!" Yan Liyuan cried out in alarm.

Su Feibai fainted on the spot, while Guan Julan and the others were clinging to life.

’His aura is gone...’ Hong Xiu gazed at Zhu Ge’s motionless body in the distance and let out a soft sigh. ’Our life-saving treasures have been activated, but we didn’t escape. This is clearly Hongmi Immortal’s doing. But, if we can just hold out until our sect elders arrive, we might still live. But would Hongmi Immortal really let a few of us escape to expose his true scheme? The answer was obvious. So, we’re probably going to die here too.’

"Heh, so I’m dying with all of you," Guan Julan said, wiping blood from the corner of her mouth. "But I’m going out swinging. That bastard can forget about me just offering my neck to the blade." She glared up at Hongmi Immortal high in the sky.

"You don’t have a blade. The one who did is already lying over there," a young man named Wen Mo said with a smile, blood bubbling from his lips as he spoke. His Scholarly Heart, however, began to thrum.

"Brother Yan, what a pity I won’t be able to discuss philosophy and recite poetry with you again."

Wen Mo’s expression was tinged with regret. He then looked to the sky. "How about we see whose final blaze of glory shines brighter, yours or mine?"

Yan Liyuan looked from Zhu Ge’s body in the distance to the other prodigies, his expression utterly grim.

"If I were the only one to die, I would not be afraid. The academy has other prodigies."

"But you are all the chosen prodigies of your sects, the next generation! Your deaths would be an immeasurable loss to the Human Race!"

As he spoke, he looked up at the apathetic Hongmi Immortal, glaring with such fury his eyes seemed ready to burst. "Hongmi Immortal! You have destroyed the great prodigies of the Human Race! For this, your crime is unforgivable!"

Coughing up blood, Yan Liyuan trembled with rage. His Scholarly Heart throbbed violently, forming the phantom of a scholar on the horizon—though it was barely one percent the size of Hongmi Immortal’s.

"Hmph. A blaze of glory? If you were a Great Confucian Scholar, I might have some cause for concern."

With an apathetic flick of his sleeve, Hongmi Immortal dissipated the scholar phantom on the horizon.

Just as he was about to strike these prodigies dead, he frowned and looked around.

The Third Realm auras from far away had now drawn close.

’Tribes?’

Hongmi Immortal narrowed his eyes. "Are you tribes planning to rebel?"

A moment after he spoke, five figures in varied attire arrived, treading on air.

"Hongmi Immortal, you have brought untold suffering upon Red River Prefecture! How will you answer for your crimes!" an old woman adorned in silver demanded with a cold snort.

Another figure, a barefoot young man smeared with charcoal dust, bellowed, "The Thirteen Cities of Red River Prefecture, along with thousands of villages and tribes, have all suffered because of you! Did you think we were blind to your actions?!"

The other figures voiced their own furious rebukes.

Yet, Hongmi Immortal’s expression relaxed, his eyes filling with mirth as he looked at the newcomers.

"Good. Witch Dao. Very good! Let’s see... the Yi People’s Witch Dao, the Miao People’s Witch Dao, the Yao Tribe, the Dai Tribe... Wonderful, just wonderful! Zhu Ge, you’ve brought me a magnificent gift!"

Hongmi Immortal’s eyes shone as he burst into laughter. "Perfect! Once I achieve Fusion, I will be sure to remember your contribution. Just perfect! HA, HA, HA!"

With that, his Spiritual Power began to boil, and an invisible wave of force swept toward the five Great Witches.

But it was instantly repelled.

Hongmi Immortal’s brow furrowed.

"An Ancient Witchcraft Primordial-Level Supreme Array... the Five Elements Emperor Jiang’s Heaven-Cutting Hand?"

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