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The enemy at that time was a well-known and powerful man with formidable power, but in front of the phantom of the Witch God, he was easily crushed like an ant.

He never imagined that time had passed and now it was his turn to summon the shadow of the witch god to deal with the enemy, but he would achieve such a result.

The supreme witch god in their hearts could not even solve a little thief with a mysterious origin. This shock was undoubtedly very shocking to the descendants of the witch god present. They stood there blankly, looking at the phantom of the Witch God that gradually dissipated, and the faith in their hearts seemed to have cracks at this moment.

There were expressions of horror on the faces of some of the descendants of the Witch God. They had never thought that the power they had always relied on would be so fragile.

"The Witch God is indeed powerful. It's a pity that you can't realize the true power of the Witch God after all." Chu Yang's voice rang out in the silence, like a bell, beating the hearts of the descendants of the Witch God.

Lei Yu angrily scolded: "What do you know? We are the most orthodox descendants of the Witch God. How could we not understand the power of the Witch God as you said? Don't even think about talking nonsense anymore." His eyes were burning with angry flames, and he could not accept Chu. Yang's accusation, in his opinion, as the descendants of the Witch God, they are the closest existence to the Witch God, and have an innate understanding of the power of the Witch God.

The Witch God is indeed powerful, and the descendants of the Witch God, as his subjects, naturally have an extraordinary status. During the period when the Wu Clan was prosperous, they were a clan respected by everyone and enjoyed endless glory and respect.

They have pure bloodline of the Wu clan, which should be the capital for their rise. It's a pity that the current descendants of the Witch God will eventually

After all, he still failed to understand the true power of the Witch God, and everything he did was just putting the cart before the horse.

They did not rely on the power of the bloodline passed down by the Witch God to improve their strength. Instead, they placed their hope of resisting powerful enemies on the missing Witch God. How could such a race win the favor of the Witch God? How could this not be putting the cart before the horse?

They are like a group of fools who guard treasures but don't know how to use them. They just wait blindly for a miracle to happen, but never think of exploring the value of the treasures through their own efforts.

"It's a pity that you have the blood of the Witch Clan, but you have never thought of using this blood to improve your strength, and you are still trying to disturb the Witch God. Do you really think the Witch God will respond to you?"

Chu Yang's words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the hearts of the descendants of the Witch God. He knew the nature of power, and he felt very sorry for these descendants of the Witch God who relied on external forces and neglected their own growth.

No matter how powerful the descendants of the Witch God in front of them are, they only rely on the power of outsiders, which is completely different from monks like Chu Yang who rely on their own methods.

On the path of spiritual practice, only when you are strong can you be truly powerful. Everything, including bloodline inheritance, is ultimately just an illusion in the face of the vast road. These descendants of the Witch God have not yet understood this truth, so they have plummeted.

Since the Witch God disappeared, they have been united by the more powerful Witch tribes and regarded them as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh. They have been removed from the center of power and have fallen into endless suffering.

If the Witch God has not fallen yet, I am afraid that for his incompetent descendants,

They won't pay too much attention to it, and they will eventually become wastes waiting to die under the shadow of the Witch God. The power of the Witch God is indeed powerful, but if you rely blindly on it and don't know how to grow yourself, it will be like a flower in a greenhouse. Once it loses its protection, it will quickly wither.

Thinking about it this way, the disappearance of the Witch God is not only not a bad thing for them, but a great good thing, because it prevents them from gradually degenerating in comfort until they die. This is a cruel growth and a test given to them by fate. Unfortunately, they did not seize the opportunity.

A violent sound rang out, as if to verify Chu Yang's idea. The phantom of the Witch God condensed on the heads of Leiyu and others exploded with a bang, and the sound was like the sky and the earth falling apart, deafening.

The powerful energy turned into a biting wind, roaring and sweeping around like a ferocious giant beast. Wherever the strong wind went, dust flew up, trees were uprooted, and the bodies of some of the descendants of the Witch God were blown away like fragile leaves. They struggled in the strong wind and screamed repeatedly, and the battle ended in a dramatic way.

Chu Yang moved forward slowly, and every step he took seemed calm and confident. He walked to Lei Yu step by step and looked at him condescendingly. The thunderstorm at this time was in a state of disarray, his hair was messy in the wind, and the anger in his eyes had been replaced by a trace of confusion.

"Now you know the importance of being strong. If you still don't understand, then I think even if the Witch God comes back from the dead, I'm afraid it won't be able to save you descendants of the Witch God."

Chu Yang's voice was calm, but there was a kind of intolerance.

The majesty of doubt. He hoped that through this lesson, Lei Yu could understand the true meaning of power and stop being obsessed with illusory external forces.

Lei Yu looked at Chu Yang unyieldingly, there was still a hint of stubbornness in his eyes. He never felt that they had lost this battle. In his heart, he still had the last trace of obsession with the Witch God.

"You think that we descendants of the Witch God only have these abilities. It seems that you still don't understand how powerful we are after all." He gritted his teeth and tried to maintain his last dignity.

Wu Huang took a step forward at this time, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Don't you understand that no matter how many means you have, you are still facing a real problem from the beginning to the end." His voice echoed in the wind and reached the ears of every descendant of the Witch God.

"What's the problem?" Lei Yu asked subconsciously. Although he didn't want to admit it, he also knew that Wu Huang's words might contain important information.

Wuhuang said disdainfully: "That means you are just the vassals of the Witch God from the beginning to the end. If the Witch God disappears, if there is no strong one among you, you will still be unable to stop the fate of being devoured."

His words were like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of the descendants of the Witch God. They knew that what Wu Huang said was true. Since the disappearance of the Witch God, their fate was like a small boat in the wind and rain, which could be swallowed up by the turbulent waves at any time.

Lei Yu stopped talking because he remembered the situation when the other witch tribes joined forces to deal with them. It was a nightmare experience. They had no power to fight back and could only watch their people being slaughtered and their homes destroyed.

This is like Wuhuang

As mentioned, as soon as the Witch God disappeared, they, the descendants of the Witch God, became the targets of the other tribes. From the beginning to the end, they had no qualifications to resist. They were suppressed and beaten by these guys, and finally ended up like this.

But strictly speaking, their fate was not bad. At least they saved the lives of many clan members and did not become puppets of the living dead. This was their only consolation in that disaster.

"We're leaving now, do any of you have any objections?" Chu Yang's voice broke the brief silence. His eyes swept across the descendants of the Witch God present, his eyes full of warning.

None of the descendants of the Witch God spoke. They all looked at Lei Yu. They had realized that Chu Yang and Wu Huang were no match for the combined strength of Chu Yang and Wu Huang. If they were to attack rashly, their group of descendants of the Witch God would probably end there. Otherwise, Exist again. Their hearts were filled with helplessness and unwillingness, but in the face of the cruel reality, they could only choose to endure.

Chu Yang turned to look at Wu Huang.

"Does your Excellency have anything else to do? If not, then just leave. If so, then I think the two of us can separate here." There was a trace of inquiry in his eyes. He no longer wanted to be there. Stay here more often, as it is full of variables and dangers.

"I'm not interested in these descendants of the Witch God. If the Witch God were still alive, I might still be somewhat interested, but I don't have much idea about the populations created by the Witch God at the moment."

Wu Huang shook his head and said, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

For him, these descendants of the Witch God have lost their former value and are not worth it.

Don't let him waste any more time.

"Let's go, it's not the time for them to be born yet."

Chu Yang said that he knew that the descendants of the Witch God were hidden in the ancient battlefield. Whether the Witch Clan and the traitors who allied with them knew about it or not, neither he nor Wu Huang could give an answer to this matter, so it was best now It is to be content with the status quo.

As for when they will be born, Chu and Yang don't have any good ideas yet, and even if they are born, they will not have any impact on the current situation. In this complex world, where every move can trigger a chain reaction, they need to proceed with caution.

Chu Yang and Wu Huang were about to leave the way they came, but Lei Yu obediently unlocked the restrictions placed near the tribe and let them leave.

Lei Yu had complicated emotions in his heart. He looked at the two people leaving and had a hunch in his heart that it wouldn't be long before they, the descendants of the Witch God, might have to deal with these two people again.

Lei Yu didn't know whether this matter was good or bad. Perhaps only the Witch God who disappeared in the vast starry sky would know the answer. He stood there silently, looking into the distance, lost in thought.

Having just left the tribe of the descendants of the Witch God, a group of people came up to them, but Wu Huang frowned slightly. A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and his steps slowed down unconsciously.

"It seems that we two are really unlucky to meet these notorious guys." Wu Huang complained in a low voice, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

"These people are..."

Chu Yang didn't recognize the group of people walking towards him. He felt from Wu Huang's tone that he didn't like these people.

Faintly filled with resentment. He looked at the group of people curiously, trying to find some clues from their appearance and aura.

Wuhuang said disdainfully: "You don't need to know who they are. You just need to remember that in the ancient battlefield, it is best not to encounter this group of people when they are in decline, otherwise you will be swallowed up by them. Nothing left.”

There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes. He knew the danger of this group of people. They were like a group of hungry wolves hiding in the darkness, ready to pounce on their prey at any time.

Wuhuang said angrily: "Although there are conflicts between the human and demon tribes, the only ones that can be extremely disgusted by both human and demon tribes are the famous Zhao family who are coming towards us."

"These people will do anything to achieve their goals, and as long as they are targeted, they will not end up well, without exception."