A Shocking Clash

Luohu made no attempt to hide his purpose and stated it outright.

After all, he already had Fuxi completely in his grasp and possessed strength that crushed his opponent's.

What waves could Fuxi possibly stir up?

Besides, he had also sworn to support Fuxi in becoming a sage.

What was a sage?

A sage could rule the boundless heavens and universes, endure countless tribulations without wearing away, and remain untainted by countless karmic ties.

A sage existed forever alongside the boundless heavens, coexisting with the Dao.

It was the supreme realm that countless trillions of beings in the Primordial World sought but could not attain. No one could resist such a temptation.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, are you willing to agree?"

Luohu looked at Fuxi with complete confidence.

As he saw it, Fuxi would certainly agree.

"What? You want my big brother to acknowledge you as his master?"

"I'm furious! This man deserves to die!"

"He wants my big brother to acknowledge him as his master? Such arrogance! We must crush his bones and scatter his ashes!"

Hearing Luohu's demand, the Twelve Ancestral Witches instantly exploded with fury. In their hearts, Fuxi, who wielded the Law of Force, was the most exalted existence beneath Pangu.

And now someone actually wanted Fuxi to acknowledge him as his master. It was nothing less than an insult to Father God Pangu to his face.

How could they endure this?!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches flew into a rage and attacked at once.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Streams of law power spread through heaven and earth. Space and time surged, while wind, fire, thunder, and lightning ravaged the heavens, as though the world were ending.

The land of the Primordial World collapsed across hundreds of millions of miles in an instant. Dark clouds hung like curtains overhead, as though the sky were falling.

The twelve laws of the Dao intertwined, forming a vast net that blotted out the sky and sun and bore straight down on Luohu.

Luohu's face darkened, and he growled, "A grain of rice dares shine like a pearl before me!"

With a casual wave of his hand, a gigantic black hand appeared between heaven and earth, blotting out the sky.

In an instant, heaven and earth darkened. Immense demonic pressure shattered space, boundless Demon Qi billowed out, and surging demonic might shook the universe as the force of a collapsing sky descended in a flash.

Boom!

The giant palm and the net slammed together with a tremendous explosion. Streams of law power shattered and flew apart, sweeping over hundreds of millions of miles.

At the same time, the net burst apart, and a circular shock wave spread in all directions, bearing down on the eight directions and leveling every mountain in its path.

With their source laws broken, the Twelve Ancestral Witches all suffered a severe backlash. Though every one of them possessed an incomparably tough body, they still spat blood, suffered grievous injuries, and were sent flying backward.

"How is that possible? Are we Twelve Ancestral Witches really so weak?"

"Damn it! We aren't strong enough to withstand even one blow!"

"This is infuriating! Last time we couldn't beat that bird-beast Ancestral Qilin, and now we can't beat this bird-man either!"

"This man's strength is even more terrifying than Ancestral Qilin's."

"Who is he, and why is he so powerful?"

He had severely injured the Twelve Ancestral Witches in a single strike. Such was the terrifying power of a Mid-Quasi-Sage.

Even a mere avatar possessed supreme, unmatched might, beyond anything a group of Daluo Golden Immortals could rival.

Having defeated his enemies in one blow, Luohu wore an arrogant expression. Impatience showed on his face as he looked down and asked again, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, my patience is limited. I'll ask you one last time: will you agree?"

"If you want me to submit, beat me first!"

Fuxi shouted angrily and simultaneously unleashed his magic power, sending boundless thunder scattering outward.

"Good!" Luohu was pleased rather than angered. In his view, Fuxi had agreed in a roundabout way.

Moreover, he was certain of victory in this battle.

After all, for Fuxi to defeat this avatar of his, he would need a cultivation level comparable to that of his true body.

But that was simply impossible. If Fuxi possessed such formidable cultivation, he would surely have long since been famous throughout the Primordial World, rather than remaining an unknown nobody to this day.

Besides, a single glance showed that Fuxi was an innate divine being, whose innate foundation was inferior to his own. No matter what fortuitous opportunities he had encountered, he could not possibly have reached the late stage of the Quasi-Sage realm already.

What was more, Luohu still had a trump card up his sleeve. At the thought, he grew even more confident.

Fuxi paid no heed to Luohu's thoughts. Having long since built up boundless fury, he abruptly attacked.

A violent presence suddenly erupted, and dazzling white arcs of lightning flickered in and out of sight around him.

At the same time, dark clouds once again blanketed the sky. Brilliant lightning dragons darted and frolicked through them, while forces capable of destroying heaven and earth gathered within.

"Hah!"

The dark clouds began to turn slowly, forming a colossal vortex that covered the entire sky. The lightning dragons were swallowed up one after another.

Suddenly, a terrifying, blinding beam of white light erupted from the center of the vortex, stabbing straight down like a sharp sword at Luohu's avatar.

Boom!

Fuxi's opening attack was a lightning strike formed by drawing in the Three Thousand Dao Principles and transforming them with Primordial Ancestral Qi at its core.

The strike looked like lightning, but its inner core was as different as heaven and earth.

"Come!"

Luohu shouted as a towering surge of Demon Qi rose and seized half the world in an instant. The boundless Demon Qi was as thick as liquid, and every living being it touched was instantly reduced to dry bones.

Luohu waved his hand, and the Demon Qi condensed into nine black dragons. The dragons roared, their demonic might shaking the heavens.

The nine black dragons coiled around one another, forming a terrifying demon serpent ten thousand zhang long.

"Hiss!"

The demon serpent rose from the ground and hurtled toward the heavens, opening its enormous, sinister maw to swallow the falling sword of incandescent lightning in one gulp.

Its overwhelming demonic might shook the universe!

But after swallowing the lightning sword, the demon serpent suddenly showed an expression of pain. Its entire body swelled like a balloon, and at last it burst apart amid anguished howls.

"Hiss, aah..."

The demon serpent disintegrated, and the incandescent lightning sword appeared once more. The great sword, flickering with arcs of lightning, drove straight toward the top of Luohu's head.

Luohu's expression changed. He had not expected the Nine Nether Demon Serpent, which he had condensed using a vast amount of Demon Qi, to be broken so easily.

But the Demon Ancestor was still the Demon Ancestor. Startled but not panicked, he raised a hand and pointed above his head.

In an instant, demonic light flickered, and pitch-black Demon Qi polluted the whole world. Demonic pressure shook countless hundreds of millions of miles like a world-ending calamity.

As Demon Qi raged, a lotus suddenly appeared above Luohu's head. Its black petals grew larger and larger, finally unfolding into a Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform burning with demonic fire.

This was a replica Luohu had made with supreme Demon Qi, imitating his Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus.

Though it was a replica, Luohu's cultivation gave this lotus half the defensive power of the original treasure.

The next moment, the incandescent lightning sword struck the replica of the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus.

Boom!!

A tremendous explosion shook heaven and earth as boundless arcs of lightning clashed with demonic flames that filled the sky. Petal after petal was obliterated in the lightning.

Arcs of lightning burst from the Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform, sweeping across the Primordial World.

Wherever they passed, mountain ranges were severed and great rivers cut off, leaving nothing but ten thousand miles of scorched earth.

Across hundreds of millions of miles, countless living beings fled in panic, wailing without cease.

At the same time, the remaining lightning pierced the lotus platform and struck fiercely at Luohu.

Rumble!

"Ah..."

With an angry roar, Luohu's figure vanished amid the lightning that filled the sky.

Suddenly, a pillar of demonic power shot into the heavens, and Luohu's figure broke through the lightning and emerged.

But he staggered, his clothes were torn, and he looked thoroughly bedraggled.

"How is this possible?!"