Chapter 342: Demon God Confrontation

Inside the wooden house built from ten-thousand-year-old Tiancang wood, the space was extremely spacious, with many woodcarved or stone-carved statues displayed around, reflecting the primitive and rugged style of the Witch Tribe.

In the center of the room stood several sturdy round wooden stools, on which several Witch Tribe elders sat down. Su Che and Tian Yin remained seated cross-legged on the Star Emperor Compass, floating three feet above the ground to be at the same height as the seated elders.

On the surface, everything seemed fine, but ever since entering this room, Su Che’s sense of unease had grown stronger. Even the excitement from earlier about the wealth he might gain could not mask his current anxiety.

“What’s wrong?” Tian Yin noticed Su Che’s unusual expression and asked with concern.

“There’s something in this room that makes me uneasy,” Su Che replied. He was using his spiritual senses to scan the room, but after checking almost every inch, he couldn’t find anything suspicious.

Apart from those powerful Witch Tribe elders, it seemed there was nothing else that could pose a threat to him…

“If it really doesn’t work, we can just move to another room,” Tian Yin said. She was also certain there was no danger in the room and couldn’t understand where Su Che’s unease came from.

“Let’s just leave it,” Su Che shook his head gently. “If there’s any danger, let it appear soon so I don’t have to stay on edge all the time.”

Next, Tian Yin told the Witch Tribe elders about Su Che being the “Commanding Lord,” about the gathering in the Immortal Realm, and how the Demon God would return to the cultivation world within a hundred years to break through the spatial crystal walls of the Spirit Realm…

The elders were extremely excited and repeatedly expressed their gratitude to Su Che with the Witch Tribe’s ceremonial gestures, their expressions filled with respect and joy.

“The Witch Tribe is not good at deception. It seems they bear no ill will toward me,” Su Che thought. His unease grew stronger, and he still wondered, “Then what exactly is causing me such distress?”

After Tian Yin finished explaining everything, Huang Qi, the chief elder of the Witch Yellow Tribe, politely said to Su Che, “Respected Commanding Lord, could you please take out the Immortal Flag so we can take a look? We hold this sacred artifact of the Witch Tribe in the highest regard.”

Seeing the sacred artifact of the Witch Tribe was every Witch’s most basic desire, so Su Che certainly had to fulfill their small request.

Thus, the Immortal Flag was taken out from the Prison of Immortals. Just as before, as soon as it appeared, it emitted a brilliant light and automatically expanded to three zhang in length.

“The Immortal Flag—our tribe’s sacred artifact!”

Several elders immediately knelt down, murmuring words as they began to worship with utmost devotion… At that moment, suddenly, a seemingly ordinary stone statue placed right in front of the room emitted a red light that instantly enveloped Su Che. Without any warning, the light struck suddenly; Su Che had no time to dodge or block it and was directly illuminated from behind. “Damn it, trouble has indeed arisen.” Su Che immediately realized that the source of his unease was this very light—the trigger for it was the Mi Xian Ling flag… Whoosh! Out of instinct, Su Che thought of it and instantly stored the Mi Xian Ling flag inside the Immortal Prison. Yet, the red light continued. He tried to summon his powerful protective force to defend himself, only to find that his vital energy and golden core had been completely frozen, rendering it impossible to summon that force. Although the protective force had pledged allegiance to him, under such extreme freezing and sealing conditions, if it were to unleash its defensive abilities to protect him by breaking through his body, it would cause severe damage to his body and golden core. Thus, for that instant, the spirit of the protective force hesitated, unwilling to act rashly unless absolutely necessary. Su Che tried to dodge sideways but found his body completely stiff, like a statue that couldn’t move. He lost all ability, even to speak. “The Witch God Statue has manifested!” The witch tribe elders were momentarily stunned before bursting into ecstasy. Tian Yin, however, could see that Su Che’s condition was extremely poor, his face showing extreme terror. Instinctively, Tian Yin wanted to protect Su Che and stepped forward without hesitation, using her own body to block the red light, without considering whether it might harm her. At that moment, Su Che was deeply moved by Tian Yin’s actions, but he was still shocked to see that her attempt to block it was useless—the red light passed through her body and continued to shine on him. Whoosh! Lao He controlled the Sacred Demon Puppet to burst out of the Immortal Prison, using its body to block the red light and releasing golden energy to shatter the stone statue. “Do not be disrespectful to the Witch God Statue!” A leader from the Witch Yellow Tribe shouted. In an instant, his arm stretched out, his palm expanding to over ten feet wide, and he swiftly grasped the Sacred Demon Puppet in his hand.

These Witch Clan elders had long mastered the art of transformation, able to control any part of their bodies at will. With their terrifying strength, a mere squeeze could crush a Saint Demon Puppet in the late Golden Core stage to pieces. Yet, this elder knew full well that the purpose of this puppet was merely to save its master, so he held back, simply grasping it in his palm without applying force.

“Elder Huang Qi, stop it quickly!” Tian Yin, face filled with urgency, turned to call out to Elder Wu Huang.

“Great Witch Tian Yin, this is the Witch God manifesting, bestowing blessings upon Su Che. How can we stop it?” Elder Huang Qi replied immediately. “How dare we defy the sacred will of the Witch God!”

“But…”

Tian Yin only said “But” before falling silent, for the red light had already gone out, and the Witch God statue returned to its originally motionless state. However, what had once been an imposing expression now revealed a strange smile on the statue’s face.

Another elder dragged the Saint Demon Puppet closer and said to it, “Stop trying to destroy the Witch God statue, or I will crush you to pieces.”

Lao He controlled the puppet to nod, and the elder then released it.

Swish!

Under Lao He’s control, the Saint Demon Puppet automatically returned to the Immortal Prison. Lao He then shouted, “Master, how are you?”

Whoosh!

Su Che, who had previously been unable to move, suddenly leaped up from the compass and dashed several feet to the side. This was because Su Che had tried to move sideways to avoid the red light but was trapped in place due to his immobility. Once the red light disappeared, he instantly regained his freedom, and his muscles released the accumulated momentum unconsciously.

Unfortunately, it was too late to dodge now—he had already been hit by that red light…

Still shaken, Su Che instinctively moved his limbs and scanned his inner energy, finding that both his vital energy and Golden Core had returned to normal. Just as he was about to tell Lao He, “It should be fine,” something unexpected happened.

The drop of Witch Clan essence hidden in his right atrium seemed to have absorbed enough red light. At that moment, it spread throughout his body, melting away completely and vanishing in an instant, turning into countless tiny particles that merged into Su Che’s blood.

With considerable experience in such matters, Su Che immediately guessed that this drop of Witch Clan essence must be the true blood of the Witch God. Stimulated by the red light, it had spread throughout his body, ready to initiate a thorough transformation and enhancement of him.

Enhanced transformation should be a good thing, but it was something Su Che had worried about long ago: “What if the True Blood of the Witch God and the True Blood of the Demon God clashed or repelled each other?”
Su Che’s vital energy and bones had already been transformed by the Demon God’s blood, and he had been officially recognized by the ancient demon god Tun Tian Shu as its heir.
Tun Tian Shu was an ancient demon god, and the Witch God was also an ancient demon god. Could their true bloods coexist harmoniously when used to transform a human?
It seemed unlikely.
At that moment, as the True Blood of the Witch God merged throughout Su Che’s body, it seemed to instantly provoke Tun Tian Shu’s demonic inheritance. With a whoosh, the four drops of Demon God’s true blood hidden within Su Che—those four “lifesaving hairs”—also vanished instantly, merging into his vital energy.
This meant the two demon gods were now at war within Su Che’s body.
Huhuulu…
His vital energy boiled like molten lava. Su Che’s skin suddenly turned bright red, his eyes bulged as if poisoned, and he leaned backward, on the verge of falling.
Tian Yin rushed forward quickly, embracing him to prevent him from falling.
But as soon as her hands touched his body, she frowned—his body was scorching hot, like a red-hot iron, capable of igniting wood. This wasn’t an exaggeration; if Su Che’s Taoist robes weren’t magical artifacts, they would have burned to ashes instantly. Tian Yin had to use her true energy to protect her hands before she could hold him like this.
“Su Che, what’s wrong?” Tian Yin asked anxiously.
In fact, as a great shaman in her past life, she had already guessed that the manifestation of the Witch God statue might aim to enhance Su Che. But his current condition was clearly extremely abnormal, as if something had gone wrong.
“It’s not good,” Su Che managed to speak, even forcing a weak smile. “I have no idea whether I’ll live or die. Ignore me; you can’t help me…”
With that, he slowly closed his eyes, seemingly falling into a coma.
Tian Yin could tell he wasn’t unconscious but had shut off his external senses, focusing all his thoughts inward. It seemed his internal condition was extremely poor and serious, requiring all her efforts to address it.
“Great Shaman Tian Yin, his condition is wrong!”

Elder Huang Qi, who had lived for over two hundred thousand years, possessed remarkable insight and also saw many things. He said in a deep voice, “If I’m not mistaken, it must be the blessing of the Witch God, intended to transform him. Yet, this young man’s body is filled with another kind of powerful potential, one that seems capable of opposing the Witch God’s true blood. That makes things quite troublesome…”
“Yes.”
Tian Yin carried Su Che onto the Star Emperor Compass and laid him down, then nodded and said, “He’s right. In such a situation, no one else can help; he can only rely on himself to resolve it.”