"All Beneath a Saint Are Ants"

Meanwhile, Dijun's expression drastically changed, a sense of alarm surging within him.

"Dijun, I am protecting Hongyun today. Do you have any objections?"

Zhenyuanzi took out the Earth Book, his tone calm, yet it struck like thunder.

Before his words had even faded, the pressure of a late-stage Quasi-Saint erupted, sweeping across the surroundings.

Everyone felt their minds tremble, utterly shocked.

Though surprised by his cultivation, upon hearing his words, Dijun couldn't help but have a grim expression.

This tone, it completely disregarded him, the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Race!

As if anyone could step all over him?

And he was asking if he had an opinion?

Did Zhenyuanzi even have the right to decide someone's life or death?

Seeing this, Zhenyuanzi inwardly lamented.

It wasn't that he was arrogant; it was that as an elder of the Intercepting Sect, his words and actions represented the sect's reputation, and he dared not show weakness.

Moreover, with Tongtian hidden in the void, watching coldly, how could he retreat?

But these words had undoubtedly enraged the other party.

Taiyi, with his fiery temper, immediately roared, "You're asking for death!"

He slammed the Chaos Bell down fiercely. The bell's shadow blotted out the sun and covered the earth. Before it even landed, the surrounding space twisted and tore.

If this strike had hit squarely, even an Ancestor Witch would have been severely wounded and spitting blood.

Zhenyuanzi, however, remained unhurried. He gently raised the Earth Book, and a brilliant light flashed.

In an instant, a yellowish-brown light screen appeared before him.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A series of earth-shattering explosions shook heaven and earth. The residual shockwaves scattered, causing mountains to collapse and the land to crack wherever they passed, turning everything to dust.

When the smoke and dust settled slightly, Zhenyuanzi put away the Earth Book and loudly questioned, "Dijun, are you intending to start a war with my Intercepting Sect?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a sharp blade piercing the heart.

Dijun's pupils contracted, his thoughts racing—

The Intercepting Sect? Zhenyuanzi had joined the Intercepting Sect?

Thinking of Tongtian's methods, his spine chilled, and his instinct was to stop fighting.

But then he considered, if he let Hongyun go today, how could he ever achieve his goals under the Intercepting Sect's influence in the future?

The karmic debt owed to Zhunti and Jieyin could not be settled, and the Saintly Position would be difficult to attain, thus ruining the grand scheme?

His heart hardened, and he gritted his teeth, making a decision: "Zhenyuanzi is falsely claiming to be part of the Intercepting Sect. All generals, listen to my command: surround and kill them together. Do not let a single one escape!"

Taiyi immediately understood. With a furious roar, he repeatedly struck the Chaos Bell, its sound waves like a tidal surge.

The rest of the demons no longer hesitated. Each unleashed their divine abilities and spiritual treasures, bombarding the two from all directions.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the land for thousands of miles trembled.

Fortunately, I set up formations earlier; otherwise, this would be difficult to resolve.

Dijun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing the torrent of attacks, Zhenyuanzi's expression changed dramatically.

He finally understood—Dijun was deliberately provoking him, feigning ignorance!

He was both shocked and enraged.

Shocked that the other party dared to attack even after knowing his affiliation with the Intercepting Sect;

Enraged that the dignified Heavenly Emperor would act so recklessly, treating the Intercepting Sect's authority as nothing!

It was utterly lawless!

What angered him even more was that these people completely disregarded him, intending to suppress him as they pleased, without any hesitation.

"Old friend, you must leave quickly! This tribulation was destined to be mine. Why must you accompany me to death?"

"Later, I will self-detonate with all my might. You take the opportunity to break through. Do not hesitate!"

Hongyun's face was pale as paper. Knowing that this tribulation was unavoidable, he urged Zhenyuanzi with a trembling voice.

"There's no need to worry. The Sect Master will not stand idly by."

Zhenyuanzi's tone was steady. While comforting Hongyun, he pushed all his magical power to the limit.

Brilliant yellowish-brown light layers upon layers, forming sturdy barriers.

BOOM—!

The terrifying offensive descended fiercely...

In an instant, the void spanning billions of miles seemed to collapse.

The violent winds howled and ravaged the void, space shattering inch by inch, collapsing into an endless abyss.

The light of divine abilities and magical treasures tore through the firmament, illuminating all heavens and myriad worlds.

Even the sun, moon, and stars dimmed in its presence, as if extinguished.

"Still!"

A voice, not loud, but like metal shattering stone, echoed across the battlefield.

Upon hearing the familiar sound, Zhenyuanzi's face immediately lit up with joy.

However, while some were overjoyed, others were naturally terrified.

As soon as the voice fell, Dijun and Taiyi's expressions changed in unison.

When they saw the figure slowly appearing in the void, their pupils contracted sharply, and their eyelids twitched wildly.

"So it's Saint Tongtian who has arrived. I wonder what guidance the Saint has for us?"

Dijun forced a smile, asking a question he already knew the answer to, his words full of perfunctory politeness.

At this moment, his humble demeanor was a far cry from the imperial presence he once held, commanding life and death and ordering the Demon Race.

"Are you provoking the Intercepting Sect?"

Tongtian glanced at him indifferently, his tone gentle, yet exuding an undeniable pressure.

Though spoken lightly, the words struck Dijun like thunder.

Especially the hidden killing intent within his words made Dijun's heart tremble.

"Dijun dares not!"

He quickly retorted, his mind racing as he searched for a way out.

He suddenly understood—this was all Tongtian's trap!

The other party had arrived long ago but had deliberately remained hidden, waiting for him to step into the snare step by step.

What was most infuriating was that he had actually foolishly stumbled right in.

Thinking of Tongtian possibly sneering in secret, he felt an immense sense of frustration.

He should have noticed sooner!

How could Zhenyuanzi have broken through the formation so silently?

Without external help, wouldn't that be a fantasy?

"Dares not? Hmph! I think there's nothing in this world you, Dijun, dare not do!"

Tongtian snorted coldly, his words carrying hidden meaning, directly targeting Dijun's earlier actions of surrounding Zhenyuanzi.

Dijun's heart churned like a stormy sea, yet he still forced a bitter smile onto his face:

"This time, it was indeed my recklessness. I beg the Saint for forgiveness."

His words were cleverly chosen, deliberately emphasizing that he had mistaken Zhenyuanzi for an impostor of the Intercepting Sect.

Rather than acting despite knowing his identity—a distinction that could mean the difference between life and death.

Taiyi, seeing his elder brother so subservient, felt his blood surge, on the verge of erupting.

The dignified Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Race, one of the three great powers of the Primordial World, was now groveling like an ant.

How desolate!

Behind them, the demon generals lowered their heads, their morale completely gone, like a defeated army.

"Take this finger from me. If you can survive, this matter will be dropped."

Tongtian, too lazy to bicker, chuckled coldly.

His gaze was as indifferent as a cold abyss, his invisible pressure like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, overwhelming Dijun.

Dijun's body trembled, but a glint of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

His previously lowered head snapped up abruptly.

"Is that true?"

"Heh, do you think you're worthy of me going back on my word?"

Tongtian's lips curled up, his mockery undisguised.

What a joke!

How could a Saint's full-power strike be withstood by someone in the late Quasi-Saint stage?

Did he really think "all are ants beneath a Saint" was just a casual remark?

"Good! In that case, I respectfully request the Saint's guidance!"

Dijun took the Chaos Bell handed to him by Taiyi, and with another wave of his hand, retrieved the River Diagram and Luo Book, which had served as the formation's core.

Hongyun had already been rescued, and the great formation was now meaningless.

It was better to protect these supreme treasures and forcefully withstand this strike.

In his eyes, he was ultimately a great power at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm.

No matter how strong you, Tongtian, are, can you really sever a life with a single finger?

Tongtian saw through his thoughts, and a cold smile crept onto his lips.

Zhenyuanzi, witnessing this scene from behind, felt his heart tighten abruptly.

He had a strong premonition--

Dijun wouldn't be able to block this finger!

It wasn't belittling or underestimating the opponent.

It was an intuition originating from the depths of his soul.

A tremor from the depths of his soul seemed to warn Tongtian of his unfathomable cultivation.

"Come on!"

Tongtian slowly raised his right hand and pointed his index finger, aiming directly at Dijun's brow.

As his fingertip moved, the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles receded like a tide, completely drained.

The scattered primordial energy condensed abruptly, forming a colossal finger in the void that spanned the heavens, obscuring the sun and moon, and crushing the universe.

As soon as the colossal finger took shape, it descended with a might capable of shattering all heavens.

The void cracked inch by inch, and black, abyss-like fissures spread in all directions, as if the universe itself was wailing.

A terrifying aura swept out, causing even Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun, standing behind, to feel a tightness in their chests and their breathing almost halt.

And this was even after Tongtian had deliberately restrained his power to avoid them.

In contrast, Taiyi and the others had long since turned pale, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, as if their souls were being locked by an invisible force.

As for Dijun, who was caught in the center, even though he had already set up numerous defenses and summoned three great Spiritual Treasures, he was like a fly trapped in mud as this finger descended. His limbs and bones were frozen, unable to move.

His once arrogant and self-assured eyes were now filled with only terror and despair, his Dao heart violently shaking, on the verge of collapse.

He watched helplessly as the colossal finger approached, the distance rapidly shortening—five hundred zhang, three hundred zhang, one hundred zhang...

The shadow of death completely enveloped his heart, and he couldn't even muster a thought of resistance, only able to await the end of his fate.

Yes, he knew very well—if this finger fell, he would undoubtedly die.

Without any array to conceal it, this world-shattering strike instantly alerted countless great powers in the Primordial World.

Sensing the anomaly, everyone focused their attention and observed. Upon seeing that the one making the move was Tongtian, they immediately began to discuss.

"This Dijun truly doesn't know the meaning of death, daring to provoke Sect Master Tongtian. Has he forgotten what happened before the Purple Heaven Palace that year?"

"Hiss... This strike is too terrifying! I doubt I could withstand it."

"Don't even think about it. Didn't you see Dijun couldn't even move? He's been immobilized, do you think you can break free?"

"Enough talk, I've already prepared my discipleship gift. I'll wait for the Intercepting Sect to open its gates and accept disciples."

"Are you throwing away even a Quasi-Saint's dignity? If you're really going to join, don't forget to bring me along!"

"..."

As the cultivators were in heated discussion, the sky-supporting colossal finger was already within striking distance, about to pierce Dijun's chest.

At the critical moment, the Chaos Bell and the River Diagram and Luo Book sensed their master's peril and flew out on their own to protect him, with layers of barriers instantly unfolding.

However, a strike that even Dijun himself couldn't resist, how long could mere magical treasures, acting on their own, hold out?

At this moment, within the Purple Heaven Palace.

Hongjun sat on a cloud bed, his eyes suddenly opened, his lips parted, and a low whisper seemed to emerge.

The next moment, the colossal finger broke through three layers of defense, piercing through the treasure's light like a destructive force, striking directly at Dijun's chest.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

"Big Brother!"

"Heavenly Emperor!"

Exclamations echoed through hundreds of millions of miles of void.

Surprisingly, Dijun did not perish on the spot. He merely spat out several mouthfuls of vital blood, his aura extremely weak, like a candle in the wind.

"Man... cough cough... Thank you, Saint, for showing mercy."

Supported by Taiyi, Dijun barely managed to steady himself and thanked them with a trembling voice.

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding onlookers gasped, their faces filled with shock.

Such thunderous power, and yet he still held back?

"Let this matter be settled. I hope you will act with caution in the future."

Tongtian snorted coldly, offering no further explanation.

In reality, at the very last moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had transmitted a warning, causing him to shift his aim by half an inch.

Otherwise, Dijun would have been utterly annihilated.