Setting the Rules
Why are you stopping me?
Hongjun's cool phoenix eyes were the first to look at Chu Feng.
Luohu withdrew his demonic power, his captivating eyes landing on Chu Feng: "You little rascal! You want to be my enemy too?"
Chu Feng rubbed his temples and sighed, "You two have been fighting for a hundred years, shouldn't your anger have subsided by now? If you keep fighting, you'll tear the Primordial World apart."
Upon hearing this, Hongjun's jealousy and anger were instantly ignited.
She took a step forward, ignoring Luohu beside her, and went straight to Chu Feng, her beautiful eyes fixed on him. "You lecherous scoundrel! Aren't you going to give me an explanation? Why are you with this she-devil?"
Hongjun was furious. This scoundrel had just become his Dao Companion, and this had happened.
Or should they conceal the news of Luohu's death?
Did he know that he and Luohu were mortal enemies?
Hongjun felt an endless surge of anger rising in his heart.
"An explanation? Does he need to explain himself to you while he's with me?"
Luohu chuckled, and in a flash, he was already standing beside Chu Feng.
She casually placed her delicate hand on his shoulder, asserting her dominance, "Hongjun, put away that sanctimonious act of yours, I'm not someone to be trifled with!"
"Luohu!"
Hongjun trembled slightly with anger, "You're courting death!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Chu Feng had a splitting headache.
He grabbed Luohu's wrist and pulled her behind him, while giving Hongjun an apologetic smile, "It was my fault for not informing you beforehand. Please calm down, we can talk this out."
"Speak properly?"
Hongjun's gaze fell on Chu Feng's hand holding Luohu's, his eyes growing colder. "You're holding her hand, how can I talk to you? If you don't give me an explanation today, I will suppress you and her together!"
Luohu was not one to suffer a loss, and was about to retaliate when he heard this, but Chu Feng secretly squeezed his palm.
She frowned slightly, but ultimately held back, though her gaze towards Hongjun was filled with disdain.
Helpless, Chu Feng could only bite the bullet and step forward, softening his voice and almost coaxing, "How many years have we known each other? Don't you know my character?"
This is a long story, and it's not what you think. Please calm down and give me some time. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation, okay?"
Hongjun took a deep breath, suppressing his surging blood and qi, and coldly glanced at Luohu: "Fine, I'll believe you this once, but this matter is not over!"
"I'm ready anytime," Luohu retorted without backing down.
"Miss Luo, please say less."
Chu Feng turned around and glared at Luohu, then everyone waved their hands, "Disperse."
Tongtian, Nuwa, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Hong Yun, and the others felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They all bowed to Chu Feng and quietly withdrew.
After everyone left, Hongjun still looked sullen. He flicked his sleeves, turned around, and disappeared.
Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Tongtian quickly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Chu, Fellow Daoist Luohu Hou, it's been many years since we last met. How about we go to my Golden Ao Island for a chat? It would be a good opportunity for me to show my hospitality as the host."
Chu Feng, who was just wondering how to appease Luohu, nodded upon hearing this and said, "That's excellent."
Luohu naturally followed Chu Feng wherever he went, Nuwa, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Hong Yun, and the others readily agreed.
The group, in a grand procession, followed Tongtian towards Golden Ao Island.
On Golden Ao Island, a mystical aura pervades, and a thousand auspicious rays shimmer.
"We haven't gotten together in a long time, how about we have a feast of Immortal Fruit?"
Tongtian suggested.
"Good!"
The group exchanged smiles, which was taken as tacit agreement.
"My disciples, I am going to entertain some friends. You should make preparations."
At Tongtian's command, the Three Xiao Fairies, the Saint Mother Gui Ling, the Saint Mother Jin Ling, and other direct disciples immediately busied themselves, setting up a grand feast of Immortal Fruit in front of the Jade Pure Palace.
Fine wines and rare fruits are served in a flowing stream.
Everyone took their seats, and the atmosphere became lively, forgetting the tension of the previous battle.
After several rounds of drinks, Luohu leaned back on his throne, toying with the wine cup in his hand.
His gaze swept over everyone present, especially the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and a playful smile appeared on his lips, "Since everyone is here today, I would like to establish a rule."
The lively atmosphere of the banquet paused abruptly, and everyone's eyes were drawn to her, filled with curiosity.
Establish rules?
What rules does she want to establish?
"From this day forward, I don't care which of you wants to be Chu Feng's Dao Companion, but remember this: I am the boss!"
"That's what Luohu said domineeringly."
Upon hearing this, everyone reacted with varying expressions.
Holy crap!
She actually picked a fight!
He really is a troublemaker!
What? The one causing trouble is Luohu?
That's alright then, the character is set up correctly...
Even after becoming a female immortal, she's still so troublesome; Chu Feng was speechless.
Tongtian and Nuwa wore wry smiles, knowing Luohu's temperament and understanding her relationship with Chu Feng, so they didn't say anything more.
However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were not buying it.
The Witch Clan revered only Pangu, and were known for their fierce temperament and unruly nature.
Zhurong, known for his fiery temper, slammed his wine cup on the table and stood up, glaring at Luohu: "What did you say? Although you are a senior, to try and boss us around is a gross disrespect to our Witch Clan!"
We were even planning to have Fellow Daoist Chu become our little sister's Dao Companion!
Upon hearing this, Luohu's expression instantly turned cold.
An extremely terrifying pressure erupted from her body, pressing directly down on the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
"Buzz!"
The space itself seemed to groan; everyone except Chu Feng was overwhelmed by the oppressive aura, unable to breathe, and the faces of the Sanxiao and others turned deathly pale.
"You think you're worthy?" Luohu said coldly.
"Sisters, form ranks!"
Dijiang, as the head of the Ancestral Witch, remained fearless and roared.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches, their minds in perfect harmony, instantly soared into the sky, their bodies radiating a murderous aura.
They planned to set up the most powerful formation of the Witch Clan, the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Formation!
"Oh? You want to fight me?"
Luohu slowly rose to his feet, his contempt undisguised. "Fine, I'll give you the chance to set up your formation."
"This place is too small; we can't fight here. Let's go to the island for a battle."
Having said that, she vanished in a flash and appeared outside Golden Ao Island.
The crowd hurriedly followed, only to see the Twelve Ancestral Witches standing in twelve different directions, with endless malevolent energy gathering around them.
Finally, a towering, illusory giant materialized in the center of them.
The phantom wielding a giant axe is none other than the phantom of Pangu True Body!
"Pangu True Body? Interesting."
Luohu stood in the void, a disdainful sneer on his lips.
Now that she is Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal, she naturally has no fear of the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Formation.
Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches combined their power, they could be invincible below the Grand Unity Great Luo.
But he was a genuine Grand Unity Great Luo, and he wasn't afraid at all.
The Pangu Phantom let out a silent roar, and with a single axe strike, a power as if splitting the heavens and earth tore through the void, heading straight for Luohu!
Faced with this devastating attack, Luohu extended a slender finger and gently tapped the giant axe.
"Break."
A single word, spoken, carries the weight of law.
The seemingly indestructible Pangu Axe Shadow shattered inch by inch under her fingertips, turning into a sky full of malevolent energy.
Immediately afterwards, the entire Pangu Phantom trembled violently, and finally, with a roar of unwilling anger, it exploded into pieces!
"Puff!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were struck as if by lightning, simultaneously spitting out a mouthful of blood essence and falling from the sky, their faces ashen white.
Their most prized and powerful formation was broken in a single move?
Luohu's figure slowly landed in front of them, looking down at the twelve disheveled people, and said calmly, "Now, have my rules been established?"