Rebirth of the Wilderness

The power of Dijiang's self-explosion was so great that it not only caught the demon clan off guard, but also pushed the contest to a climax.

Since the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array had been broken, although the powerful monsters fought hard, many of them were reduced to ashes under Dijiang's self-explosion.

As for Di Jiang's main target, the demon clan leader Di Jun, only the top-grade innate spiritual treasures River Map and Luo Shu were left there. For a moment, the demon clan's formation was in chaos.

No one had expected such a tragic battle.

What was thought to be just a contest like the previous two times turned into such a brutal battle that even the leaders of both tribes perished.

This also caused the hatred and grudges between the demon clan and the witch clan to accumulate deeper in this battle.

Dijiang's self-destruction not only demonstrated his powerful strength, but also reflected his determination to sacrifice for the Wu clan. His action undoubtedly brought a huge blow to the demon clan, and also triggered the grief and fighting spirit of all the remaining Wu clan members.

They witnessed the sacrifice of their leader and felt unprecedented grief and determination. They vowed to avenge Dijiang and fight for the dignity and freedom of the Wu clan.

Although the demon clan does not have the cohesion of the witch clan, their bloodiness is completely aroused by the death of their leader and a large number of powerful people.

The powerful demons roared angrily. They wanted to avenge their dead companions and fight for the dignity of the demon clan.

Therefore, the two sides, who had temporarily stopped fighting at the edge of the battlefield while waiting for the outcome of the showdown between the two races' powerful warriors, could no longer hold back their inner grief and anger.

The originally peaceful battlefield was instantly ignited, and the warriors of the two tribes rushed towards each other like a tide and started a desperate fight.

For a moment, the battle became extremely brutal, and both sides were fighting desperately for survival and freedom.

The hatred and grudges between the witch clan and the demon clan were fully reflected in this battle. Every warrior tried his best to fight for a glimmer of hope for his clan.

In this chaotic battlefield, the fire of hatred between the witch clan and the demon clan burned even more fiercely.

With the death of their loved ones, the core forces of both sides - the remaining eight ancestor witches of the witch clan and Taiyi and Xihe of the demon clan - all fell into deep madness.

The eight ancestors of the witch clan were originally among the most powerful beings on this continent.

However, the death of their loved ones has brought the pain and anger in their hearts to an unprecedented level.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and the power of witchcraft became more violent in their hands, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

Taiyi and Xihe of the demon clan, two of the best in the clan, also fell into madness because of the death of their loved ones.

Their magic wreaks havoc on the battlefield, and every attack is filled with the fury of vengeance.

Their figures on the battlefield were like two flashes of lightning, and enemies fell down wherever they passed.

The collision of these two forces made the battlefield even more brutal.

Under their leadership, the soldiers of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan were all caught in a frenzied battle.

They forgot about life and death, forgot about fatigue, and only knew that they had to fight for revenge.

However, both sides paid a heavy price in this crazy battle.

Although the ancestors of the witch clan were powerful, they had just experienced the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array and had not yet recovered. In addition, the long battle had also consumed a lot of their vitality.

Taiyi and Xihe of the demon clan also suffered serious damage to their bodies due to the violent output of magic power.

There is no real winner in this battle.

Both the witch clan and the demon clan fell into deep pain because of the death of their loved ones.

They may be able to temporarily gain some victories on the battlefield, but the wounds in their hearts will never heal.

On this battlefield, the fire of madness and revenge burns everything.

However, no matter how brutal the battle was, no matter how much both sides hated each other, they could not forget their lost loved ones.

This pain and sorrow will always be with them and become an indelible scar in their hearts.

Zhao Song witnessed this tragic scene. Although this war had nothing to do with him directly, he couldn't help but sigh at the cruelty of the fight for the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth.

As time passed, the witch clan gradually fell into a disadvantage as the witch ancestors consumed too much energy and their fighting power declined. The situation became increasingly critical.

In order to reverse the defeat, the remaining few ancient witches all chose to launch suicide attacks.

They self-destructed one after another, taking away a large number of powerful demon clan members. Even Taiyi, who was protected by the innate treasure Chaos Bell, died when the three ancestor witches self-destructed together.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the battlefield, "Kunpeng, you are so brave!"

This roar was like a thunderclap, breaking through the noise of the battlefield and instantly awakening the lich and the wizard who had already lost their minds in the evil spirit.

Everyone came to their senses and looked towards the place where the angry shout came from.

After Taiyi's death, the demon master Kunpeng saw that the situation was not good, so he snatched away the top-grade innate spiritual treasure left by Di Jun - the River Map and Luoshu, and fled alone.

Now, only his shadow could be seen on the battlefield, disappearing quickly.

The one who spoke just now was Xihe. She was already heartbroken because of the death of Dijun, and she didn't expect that Taiyi would follow suit and turn into ashes.

Before she could react, she saw Kunpeng snatching the River Map and Luo Shu and fleeing the battlefield, without any regard for the overall situation of the demon clan.

Xihe's angry roar was filled with grief, anger and disappointment.

She didn't expect that when the demon clan was facing such a predicament, Kunpeng would choose to betray.

Her eyes revealed determination and resoluteness. She knew that as the person with the highest status in the demon clan, she must stand up and fight for the final dignity and honor for the demon clan.

The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became solemn.

The soldiers of both the Lich and the Wizard stood silently, watching Kunpeng's fleeing back, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

They knew that this war was not only about competing for the position of the protagonist of the world, but also about maintaining the dignity and honor of their respective ethnic groups.

Zhao Song stood quietly in the distance, observing the situation on the battlefield.

He knew that the war was coming to an end.

Under the current circumstances, it is estimated that the two races of wizards and liches will not be able to fight each other.

The high-level leaders of the demon clan either died or fled, and now only Xihe and a few powerful demon clan members in the Daluo Jinxian realm are supporting the clan.

Their eyes revealed firmness and determination, but also concealed fatigue and helplessness.

They knew that the future of the demon race was full of unknowns and challenges.

The situation of the witch clan was not much better. Only Gonggong and Houtu were left among the twelve ancestor witches. Their hearts were filled with grief and resentment.

Just now, in his grief and anger, Gonggong wanted to crash into Mount Buzhou and destroy the demon clan’s foundation, the Heavenly Palace.

Fortunately, Hou Tu was still rational and persuaded him to calm down.

She knew that if she did so, the witch clan would only be cut off from the world.

Zhao Song looked at the aftermath of the battlefield, feeling filled with emotion.

This war brought too much pain and loss to both ethnic groups.

Now, what the two races of Lich and Wizard need to do is not to continue fighting and killing each other, but to learn to let go of hatred and recuperate.

Otherwise, they will be on the verge of extinction.

The remnants of the battlefield and the exhausted expressions of the survivors on both sides all tell of the cruelty and ruthlessness of this war.

At this moment, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared on the battlefield. The sky was full of flowers, auspicious clouds were rolling, and a sacred and solemn atmosphere filled the air.