At this moment, endless regret had already risen in the heart of Donghuang Wang.
If he had known that the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery were such a terrifying existence, he would not have dared to provoke them.
He had just been crowned as the leader of the male immortals by Hongjun, which made his heart extremely inflated. He wanted to make all the Untainted Land submit to him.
However, when he had gathered a group of primeval mighty figures to come to Mount Buzhou to subdue the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, he had been killed so wantonly.
Such bloody methods had already caused endless fear to rise in his heart.
"I will never come to this Buzhou Mountain again!”
Donghuang Wang kept chanting in his heart as he ran away frantically.
His figure ran further and further away, completely forgetting about the higher-beings here.
As long as he could escape successfully, he would not care about the lives of these higher-beings.
"Bastard, that Prince of the East actually ran away!”
Seeing that the figure of the Eastern King was no longer there, some of the higher-beings realized what he had done and could not help but curse.
"We fought so hard against the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, but Prince of the East actually retreated!”
"This kind of person is worthy of being the leader of the male immortals?”
For a time, countless curses sounded among these mighty figures.
It was obvious that the actions of the Prince of the East had infuriated them.
"Kill them!"
At this moment, the 13 Ancestors of Sorcery roared in unison. Their voices shook the world, and a terrifying murderous aura rippled out.
The bodies of several Almighties were torn apart by the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery.
Seeing these people being brutally killed, the fighting spirit of the surrounding higher-beings also rapidly disappeared.
"This won't do. The Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery are no match for us. Let's run!”
Some of the higher-beings cried out in panic, and their movements were already extremely flustered.
They no longer dared to fight against the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery.
One by one, the top mighty figures were killed. No matter what cultivation technique they used, they could not cause any harm to the other party.
Furthermore, their leader, Dong Wang Gong, had already fled. This battle could no longer be sustained.
Besides, without the East King, they did not need to fight the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery anymore.
All of them had spent countless years cultivating to their current level.
How could he be willing to die in such a place?
As panicked voices rang out, the higher-beings scattered and fled in all directions without looking back.
For a moment, the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery did not know who to chase after.
"There's no need to chase."
Wu Yuan stopped the many Ancestors of Sorcery from rushing out of Buzhou Mountain.
"It's a motley crew. It's a waste of time to chase after them.”
Although the mighty figures led by Prince of the East were some of the top mighty figures in the Primordial World, they were all very powerful.
However, they had been coerced into coming here. Bullying those weak living beings was still somewhat useful. Once they encountered a powerful enemy, they would be defeated like today.
Even if he chased after them and killed some more, it would be meaningless.
"Prince of the East, I'll spare your life this time.”
"Next time, it's hard to say."
Wu Yuan muttered to himself as he stared in the direction that Dong Wang Gong had fled.
When Dong Wang Gong escaped from Buzhou Mountain, Wu Yuan also noticed his movements.
However, at that time, he did not stop the other party from leaving.
After all, Dongwang Gong had just been appointed as the leader of the male immortals by Hongjun.
If he killed the other party like this, he would probably completely offend Hongjun.
This action was different from snatching the praying mat.
Seizing the praying mats could also be said to be a battle of opportunities between people.
However, if he killed the Duke of the East who Hongjun had just conferred, it would undoubtedly mean that the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery did not take Hongjun seriously at all.
It would definitely incur Hongjun's anger.
For the current Wu Yuan, he did not want to have too much conflict with Hongjun.
Therefore, after killing the mighty figures led by Dong Wang Gong, they let him leave.
With this experience, it would be much more difficult for the Duke of the East to gather all of them.
However, if this Prince of the East still did not give up and still wanted to provoke him, he would not be merciful.
The result of this battle was completely one-sided. The combat strength of the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery was also vividly displayed in this battle.
As the Almighties fled Buzhou Mountain, the result of this battle spread throughout the entire Wilderness.
For a moment, the entire Wilderness was in a state of shock.
Countless living beings discussed.
"Hey, did you hear? Not long ago, Dong Wang Gong led a group of top experts to attack Buzhou Mountain, but they were all defeated!”
"Buzhou Mountain? Wasn't that the territory of the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery?”
Some of the living beings could not believe it, and some of them wondered if they had heard wrongly.
As the leader of the male immortals, Prince of the East had gathered countless top mighty figures in the Primordial World and established a huge top force.
Almost no one dared to provoke the Wilderness.
However, he did not expect that Prince of the East would be defeated at Buzhou Mountain.
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