Taichu's Travels Gain Caifeng, Hongjun is Beaten into Submission!

"Boom!"

Another thunderous crash rang out. Hongjun Old Ancestor's blood qi churned violently, and he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Pfft!"

A large mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"Damn it!"

Hongjun roared, furiously shaking the Pangu Banner. The clear sky instantly turned to pitch black.

"Die for This Old Ancestor!"

Instead of retreating, Hongjun charged forward at Xuan Yuan and White Tiger.

At this moment, Hongjun was utterly resolute. He knew full well that the two before him were no pushovers—only by suppressing them with overwhelming force could he defuse this crisis.

In the blink of an eye, Hongjun was already before Xuan Yuan and White Tiger.

The Pangu Banner emitted a piercing, profound dark light, shooting straight toward Xuan Yuan and White Tiger.

Yet the scene Hongjun had imagined never came.

"Boom!"

Another thunderous crash! Xuan Yuan and White Tiger were blasted back, and Hongjun cried out in shock as he too flew backward.

"The number one acquired Merit Supreme Treasure—the Primordial Chaos Measuring Heaven Ruler!"

Hongjun, sent flying ten thousand li, was stunned.

As an old monster who had survived for eons, how could he not know the fearsome power of the Primordial Chaos Measuring Heaven Ruler?

One strike of the ruler, and Ruler Span Horizon—no escape, no evasion.

Even more infuriating, though it wasn't an Innate Treasure, it surpassed one by far.

In that instant, thoughts of retreat stirred in Hongjun's heart.

Looking at Hongjun now, his Dao robe was tattered, his face covered in dust and grime.

Xuan Yuan and White Tiger weren't much better off.

Blood hung at the corners of both their mouths.

"I never imagined you two possessed such a supreme treasure."

"What, only you can have a supreme treasure, and we cannot?"

"This old Daoist meant no such thing. Perhaps there was a misunderstanding earlier. How about we let this matter rest, fellow Daoists?"

Hongjun said with a dark face.

His tone had already shifted—from "This Old Ancestor" to "this old Daoist."

"Misunderstanding? You talk a good game! You start a fight when you want, and call it off when you want—who the hell do you think you are?"

With that, he thrust out his spear again.

Seeing this, Xuan Yuan said nothing, swinging the ruler down in a single stroke. Ruler shadows filled the sky, and the three were locked in battle once more.

By now, the three had gone completely berserk, with no trace of technique left.

Xuan Yuan and White Tiger fought with a life-for-life style—you hit me with the banner, I stab you with the spear.

Hongjun dodged and weaved left and right, while Xuan Yuan and White Tiger slashed and hacked wildly.

The battle had descended into utter madness. All three were covered in wounds.

Hongjun cursed inwardly. He hadn't expected these two to be so troublesome.

Even more unexpected was how recklessly they fought, as if they didn't care about dying. If he kept tangling with them, he might not escape unscathed.

Meanwhile, Taichu, who had left Taiyin Star, suddenly felt a tightness in his heart. Sensing his own sword technique, he realized his disciple was in grave danger.

He was about to speed off into the distance, but then he pinched his fingers to calculate. A smile spread across his face, and he paid it no further mind.

He then returned to his usual carefree demeanor.

Lazily, he lay down on a white cloud and drifted toward Three Immortals Island.

Before he knew it, he found himself above the South Sea.

The scenery was beautiful—lush mountains, clear waters, and wisps of immortal mist swirling about.

Taichu rose, about to descend and take a closer look.

Suddenly, a colorful little phoenix crashed into Taichu's arms.

Taichu stumbled, nearly knocked off the cloud.

"Hahaha, let's see where you can run now!"

Following the voice, Taichu saw a group of Dragon Clan members chasing after the little phoenix.

Taichu looked down at the phoenix in his arms. Its wings were already broken, blood dripped from its beak, and it trembled in terror. He immediately understood what had happened.

Taichu patted the little phoenix's head. "Don't worry. With me here, no one can hurt you."

Then with a casual wave of his hand, the little phoenix's wounded body was already fully healed!

The little phoenix also reverted to her Dao body, taking the form of a graceful, eighteen- or nineteen-year-old girl!

Just as Caifeng regained her Dao body, a group of Dragon Clan had already arrived!

The one at the lead, seeing Taichu and Caifeng standing together, immediately stepped forward: "Hey! That Daoist, put down the woman in your hands right now—she's been claimed by our young master!"

Taichu followed the voice and saw a Dragon Clan young master with Golden Immortal cultivation standing among the Tribesmen.

He was noble in bearing and extraordinary in presence.

Yet his eyes were lecherously fixed on Caifeng beside him, roving up and down her body without restraint.

The Dragon Clan guards beside him had the highest cultivation of just a few at the early Primordial Unity Golden Immortal stage.

Hearing the Dragon Clan's words, Caifeng pressed closer to Taichu.

She looked at him with pleading eyes: "Great one, save me!"

"Don't be afraid. With me here, no one can harm you."

At Taichu's words, the Dragon Clan burst into loud laughter!

"I advise you not to meddle in affairs that don't concern you. Leave at once. Offend our Dragon Clan, and you won't be able to bear the consequences!"

The Dragon Clan members could also tell that this man was extremely dangerous.

Though they couldn't discern his cultivation, their innate sense of danger kept them from acting rashly.

Taichu looked at them: "Leave now, and I won't harm you."

"How dare you! Do you know this is our Dragon Prince? Stand down at once!" a Crab General bellowed.

Taichu heard this but showed no anger.

With a casual wave of his hand, that Crab General was sent flying billions of miles away!

Seeing his subordinate knocked flying, the Dragon Prince felt utterly humiliated.

"Who are you? Do you intend to make an enemy of the Dragon Clan?"

"Your Dragon Clan isn't worthy of that!"

The Dragon Prince, enraged, raised his hand and pointed at Taichu: "You—"

The moment he opened his mouth, Taichu waved his hand again, and every one of them before him was blasted out of sight!

Caifeng stared at Taichu in astonishment, her heart brimming with admiration!

Taichu looked at Caifeng beside him: "Your true form is a phoenix. Who are you?"

"My name is Caifeng. I am the Phoenix Princess. I was playing and wandered carelessly to the South Sea. I got lost and accidentally ran into the Dragon Clan. They, they tried to abduct me. That's when I met you, Great One. Thank you for saving my life!"

"You and I share a fate. Would you be willing to take me as your master?"

Seeing how powerful Taichu was, Caifeng quickly replied: "To take a great immortal as my master is my blessing!"

With that, she immediately knelt to the ground.

Taichu found Caifeng graceful and proper yet still endearingly cute, and he took a great liking to her.

And so, with Caifeng in tow, he crossed millions of miles in a single step and arrived at Three Immortals Island.

Upon entering Three Immortals Island, Caifeng's jaw dropped in amazement!

"Master, is this your Daoist Temple? This, this spiritual energy is far too abundant!"

"How does it compare to the Southern Blazing Undying Volcano?"

Caifeng said: "No comparison, no comparison!"

"Do you want to tour Three Immortals Island first, or start learning spells from me now?"

"I want to learn spells from you first, Master!"

"Good, I'll do as you wish."

With a shift of his form, they had already appeared in Taichu Palace.

Taichu seated himself at the head and began to lecture Caifeng on the Dao. This lecture lasted five thousand years.

In the Primordial Wilderness!

"Two fellow Daoists! Two fellow Daoists, why do you keep hounding me like this?"

By now, Hongjun was tattered and ragged, with none of the bearing of an enlightened master!

"Fellow Daoist? Ridiculous! Different paths cannot be walked together—what fellow Daoist is there? Take this spear!"

At this moment, Xuan Yuan and White Tiger, though not much better off than Hongjun, grew more spirited as they fought.

After all, before encountering Hongjun, the two had never experienced such a life-or-death battle!

That was why Hongjun had the upper hand at the start!

But as time wore on, the fight became evenly matched between the two.

After thousands of years of life-and-death combat, both had greatly improved their battle experience and techniques.

Thus, at this point, Hongjun could only parry and had no strength to counterattack.

"Two fellow cultivators, what exactly do you wish for? As long as this old Daoist can do it, I will certainly oblige!"

Hongjun said while dodging.

Xuan Yuan and White Tiger exchanged a glance. "Good, those are your words!"