Daoist Friend, Help Me

As soon as Hongjun uttered these words, a deathly silence fell over both the interior and exterior of Buzhou Mountain.

All the Great Powers stared wide-eyed at Dao Ancestor Hongjun in disbelief.

Is the Dao Ancestor... going to personally intervene and forcibly influence the outcome of the War of the Wu and Demon?

Are they going to take Wu Ming back to the Purple Cloud Palace and imprison him?

This favoritism towards the Demon Clan is too obvious!

Before Wu Ming could even speak, the Twelve Ancestral Witches erupted in chaos.

"Old Man Hongjun! You've gone too far!"

Zhu Rong, who had the most fiery temper, could no longer hold back upon hearing this and pointed at Hongjun, cursing him loudly.

"Hongjun! Don't push your luck!" Gong Gong was also furious, his killing intent palpable.

"Our Wu Clan stands tall and fearless, never having feared anyone!"

"If you want to take our brother away, you'll have to step over our dead bodies first!"

The other Ancestral Wu were also enraged, their Baleful Qi soaring to the sky as they glared at Hongjun, as if they would rush forward to fight to the death if the Dao Ancestor said another word.

Even the usually gentle Houtu showed a hint of anger on her face, and said to Wu Ming in a deep voice, "Brother, don't pay any attention to him!"

"With the Father God True Body here, we may well be able to fight him!"

Wu Ming gestured to his younger siblings behind him to remain calm.

His expression was calm as he gazed at Hongjun and slowly said, "Dao Ancestor's words are perhaps a bit too much to ask."

"Our Wu Clan doesn't ask for much."

"I simply wish to settle down and make a living on this Primordial Land, and I do not wish to be involved in this endless conflict of Tribulation."

"If the Dao Ancestor agrees, I, Wu Ming, swear that I will never step out of the Pangu Hall before the end of the Tribulation."

"Our Wu Clan will no longer interfere in this Tribulation, what do you say?"

Hongjun remained expressionless, his voice indifferent yet carrying an undeniable authority. "The Wu Clan must face this Tribulation calamity."

"This is the predetermined course of the Heavenly Dao, and cannot be changed by human power."

"Wu Ming, as long as you are willing to return to the Purple Cloud Palace with me for quiet cultivation, I will find a way to leave a glimmer of hope for the Wu Clan."

"Otherwise... even with this Pangu True Body alone, I wouldn't be able to stop you."

"Whether we can withstand it or not, we'll only know after the fight." Wu Ming's eyes suddenly sharpened. "Since the Dao Ancestor insists on this, then there's nothing more to say!"

"Then let's have a showdown and let our skills speak for themselves!"

"War!"

The moment the words fell, Wu Ming's mind stirred, and the towering Pangu True Body once again unleashed an unparalleled and terrifying pressure!

The Sky-Opening Axe was raised high, and the Sky-Opening Axe, which combined the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner, once again unleashed its earth-shattering power, cleaving down towards Hongjun!

This axe strike was more refined and terrifying than the one used against the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array!

"Snort!"

Hongjun looked at the world-destroying axe blow, snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of laws manifested. The Jade Plate of Creation hung above his head, casting down billions of rays of clear light, protecting him completely.

Boom--!!!

The axe light collided with the Dao principles, unleashing a deafening roar that shook the entire Primordial Wilderness!

Wu Ming controlled the Pangu True Body, his Giant Axe sweeping across the sky, the Law of Strength surging, each strike containing the power to Heaven-Cleaving Earth-Splitting, pointing directly at Hongjun.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's figure was ethereal, with the Jade Plate of Creation hanging above his head, sprinkling down myriad Mystic Light, easily neutralizing the violent attack of Pangu True Body.

He flicked his fingers repeatedly, causing the Great Dao runes to appear and disappear. Each collision caused Pangu True Body to tremble violently, and its light to dim slightly.

On the battlefield, Law intertwined, the void shattered and reformed, and terrifying energy aftershocks swept in all directions. The Great Powers watching the battle were all terrified and retreated repeatedly.

Despite Pangu True Body's unparalleled bravery, he was ultimately outmatched by Hongjun, a Dao Integration Saint.

In a short while, Pangu True Body became even more illusory.

"Is this... is this the power of Saint?"

"This is terrifying! Even with Pangu True Body so powerful, he still fell behind! The power of the Dao Ancestor is truly unfathomable!"

Hong Yun, Zhen Yuanzi, and the others who were watching from afar were horrified and their minds were shaken.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti —these future Saint —also had their pupils shrink suddenly, their hearts filled with turbulent waves.

They knew Hongjun was strong, but they never imagined he was this strong!

After a violent collision, Pangu True Body's massive body was once again thrown back, and the light emanating from it dimmed considerably.

The Wu Ming and the Twelve Ancestral Witches who formed the great formation all had their blood surging, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of their mouths.

We lost.

The Twelve Divine Fiend Formation, along with the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner, was still defeated by Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Hongjun withdrew his hand and stood still, looking indifferently at the weakened Pangu True Body, a strange light flashing in his eyes. "Your Wu Clan is indeed deeply favored by Pangu."

"I never imagined that you would inherit Pangu's Law of Strength, and have cultivated it to such a high level."

"It seems that Pangu left behind quite a few methods for your Wu Clan, enough to deceive both me and the Heavenly Dao."

Hongjun's tone was calm, yet it sent shivers down the spines of all the Great Powers figures present.

The Law of Strength!

That is the supreme Law among the Three Thousand Great Daos, known as the number one in attack!

Wu Ming actually inherited the Law of Strength of the Great God Pangu?!

Wu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice still calm. "The Father God naturally favors us, the Pangu Descendants."

"The bloodline of my Wu Clan and the Heaven-Opening Mark of the Three Pure Ones are the greatest treasures left to us, the Pangu Descendants, by our Father God."

Upon hearing this, the Three Pure Ones, who were watching from afar, had different expressions.

Taiqing frowned slightly, Primordial Lord's face was ashen, and Tongtian seemed lost in thought.

The three of them exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with a complex and indescribable emotion.

The treasure left by the Father God... the Heaven-Opening Mark...

Hongjun nodded slightly and continued, "Unfortunately, you were born at the wrong time."

"I'm only at the mid-stage of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, far from being able to unleash the true power of this grand formation."

"If you were already at the Peak Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, with this Pangu True Body, I might not be able to defeat you today."

Whoa--!

Hongjun's words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd!

"What? Wu Ming is actually a mid-stage Primordial Origin Golden Immortal?"

"A mid-stage Primordial Origin Golden Immortal can activate a grand formation and contend with the Dao Ancestor to this extent?"

"What if one reaches the Peak Primordial Origin Golden Immortal...?"

"The Dao Ancestor's evaluation of this Twelve Divine Fiend Formation is surprisingly high!"

Everyone was stunned by the news.

Wu Ming's strength, and the potential of the Twelve Divine Fiend Formation, far exceeded their expectations!

Di Jun and Taiyi were even more ashen-faced.

They thought the Demon Clan was powerful enough, but they never expected that the hidden strength of the Wu Clan would be so terrifying!

"Wu Ming, I'm giving you one last chance."

"Come back to the Purple Cloud Palace with me now, and I can guarantee your Wu Clan a chance of survival."

"Otherwise, once I break through your great formation, your Wu Clan will truly be doomed!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming suddenly laughed.

"The Dao Ancestor is seriously underestimating my Wu Clan."

"Don't think that our Wu Clan's great formation can't be broken today, Dao Ancestor."

"Even if it is truly broken, my Wu Clan will never compromise!"

Hongjun raised an eyebrow and chuckled softly, "Heh, can't break it?"

"Such arrogance."

"If you have any other tricks up your sleeve, then bring them on."

"I'd like to see what other tricks your Wu Clan has up its sleeve."

He paused, as if remembering something, and added, "Didn't you seize Taiyi's Chaos Bell? Integrate it into your Sky-Opening Axe."

"Perfect, let me witness the power of the Sky-Opening Axe once more."

Upon hearing Hongjun's words, a glint flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.

"Does the Dao Ancestor truly believe that my Wu Clan only possesses the Chaos Bell as a means?"

"In that case, today, let the Dao Ancestor witness the true power of my Wu Clan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ming suddenly looked up at the Pangu Hall that was suspended above the chest of Pangu True Body, and shouted loudly.

"Fellow Daoist, help me!"