Dao Ancestor, Come and Fight

Upon hearing Wu Ming's shout, an eerie silence instantly fell over the entire battlefield of Buzhou Mountain.

All the Great Powers watching the battle were stunned, exchanging bewildered glances.

The Wu Clan has allies?

"Who is it? Who dares to come out at this time, openly oppose the Dao Ancestor, and help the Wu Clan?"

Are you out of your mind?

Speculation arose immediately, and countless Divine Sense intertwined in the void.

Zhen Yuanzi and Daoist Hongyun exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of understanding in each other's eyes.

At the same time, one name came to mind— Zhou Ming!

It seems that Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming will ultimately have to get involved himself!

Upon hearing Wu Ming's shout, Hongjun's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

In the Primordial Wilderness, who else would dare defy the heavens and oppose him?

Could it be that Yang Mei has returned?

Impossible!

Hongjun immediately rejected the idea.

If Yang Mei were to return, it would be impossible for him and the Heavenly Dao to conceal it.

If it wasn't Yang Mei, then who could it be?

While everyone was filled with different thoughts and uncertainties,

The Pangu Hall, which was suspended above the chest of Pangu True Body, opened silently, and Dao Body slowly stepped out.

This person was dressed in a simple Daoist robe, and his face bore a striking resemblance to Wu Ming, though his temperament was more profound and distant.

In his hands, he held a large, ancient bell—the very Chaos Bell that Wu Ming had forcibly taken away earlier!

"Who... who is this?"

"How come he looks so much like Wu Ming?"

"What he's holding is... the Chaos Bell!"

Di Jun and Taiyi were even more furious, staring intently at the Chaos Bell in the man's hand, wishing they could devour it alive!

The Great Powers the Primordial Wilderness who were watching the battle were completely dumbfounded. Today's events had taken many twists and turns, and the reversals were far beyond their comprehension.

The moment Dao Ancestor Hongjun saw the Azure-Robed Daoist appear, his pupils contracted sharply, as if he understood something, but he was also somewhat incredulous.

Zhou Ming walked out of the Pangu Hall, first looking around the battlefield, his gaze sweeping over the familiar and unfamiliar faces, and finally landing on Wu Ming.

He nodded slightly to Wu Ming: "Fellow Daoist, you've had a tough time these past years."

Wu Ming smiled easily and nodded in response, "Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. We are one, and everything we do is for the sake of the Wu Clan; it is our duty."

Zhou Ming nodded, then looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches inside Pangu True Body.

"Big Brother!" The Twelve Ancestral Witches greeted Zhou Ming, their expressions filled with excitement.

Zhou Ming nodded reassuringly to them before turning his gaze to the Dao Body in the center of the battlefield, bowing and saying, "Zhou Ming of the Wu Clan greets the Dao Ancestor."

Hongjun looked at Zhou Ming, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke. His voice was still calm, but it sent a huge shock through the hearts of all who heard it.

"Friendly approach."

"Fellow Daoist, what a spirit!"

Good luck, fellow Daoist.

The three consecutive "good"s and the address of Zhou Ming as "fellow Daoist" clearly show that Hongjun's heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface!

Upon hearing Hongjun's words, and recalling the almost identical appearances and conversations between Wu Ming and Zhou Ming, as well as the attitudes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Great Powers of the Primordial Wilderness world present immediately understood what had happened!

"Hiss--!"

Gasps of astonishment filled the air.

"So... so that Wu Ming was actually this person's Avatar!"

"My God! The Wu Clan actually had such a hidden figure!"

"What a deep scheme! What a grand scheme! It has deceived everyone, even the Heavenly Dao!"

The Three Pure Ones exchanged bewildered glances. Primordial Lord's face was ashen. Taiqing, on the other hand, frowned deeply, constantly deducing the secrets of Heavenly Secrets, but all he could find was Chaos.

Heavenly Eye gleamed with interest as he murmured, "Interesting, very interesting! This Wu Clan has really kept their abilities hidden!"

Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti were deeply shaken. They finally understood why Wu Ming had been so confident before.

"This Wu Clan... is truly terrifying!" the Daoist Jieyin said bitterly.

Di Jun and Taiyi were ashen-faced, their last glimmer of hope completely shattered.

Zhou Ming ignored the shocked gazes around him and calmly looked at Hongjun: "Dao Ancestor, you flatter me. I do not deserve the title of 'fellow Daoist' from Dao Ancestor."

He paused, then continued, "My Wu Clan only managed to gain this meager cultivation through the favor of our Father God Pangu, barely managing to establish ourselves in this Primordial Wilderness."

Hongjun gently shook his head. "It's not an overstatement. Your background Fortune are all of the highest caliber."

"If you were born in the same era as me, you would probably have already Attain the Primordial Chaos Grand Unity Golden Immortal and lived freely beyond the heavens and earth."

Hongjun changed the subject, his tone tinged with regret. "Unfortunately, it's all a matter of timing and fate. In the Primordial Wilderness today, the Heavenly Dao is already set, and the general trend is already established."

"You want to Attain the Primordial Chaos under these circumstances... It's difficult, very difficult, very difficult!"

The three "difficult" characters fully express the hardship and uncertainty of the road ahead.

"What a pity, what a real pity," Hongjun added finally.

"How will you know if you can reach the Hunyuan Realm if you don't try?" Zhou Ming smiled calmly, but his tone carried an undeniable confidence.

When Hongjun heard Zhou Ming say this, he merely glanced at him without replying, clearly still not optimistic. In his view, under the Heavenly Dao, all struggles were futile.

Zhou Ming didn't dwell on the matter any longer and asked directly, "Dao Ancestor Dao Ancestor, have you granted the conditions that my Wu Clan previously proposed?"

Hongjun looked at Zhou Ming and slowly shook his head. "Not enough."

"You are currently only at the late stage of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal realm. Even with the Pangu True Body, you are still not enough to contend with me."

"The late-stage Primordial Origin Golden Immortal is indeed still a bit lacking." Upon hearing this, Zhou Ming nodded, seemingly agreeing with Hongjun's assessment.

Then, he turned to look at Wu Ming, his expression solemn. "Fellow Daoist, the Shichen has come; it is time to return to your positions."

Wu Ming remained calm and bowed respectfully to Zhou Ming: "Good!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Wu Ming's figure transformed into a Mystic Light, rushing towards Zhou Ming without hesitation and instantly merging into his body!

Buzz--!

In an instant, Zhou Ming's aura began to surge wildly, and he successfully broke through and firmly stepped into the peak of the Peak Primordial Origin Golden Immortal!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches watched as Wu Ming merged into Zhou Ming's body, their expressions solemn. They bowed in unison, their voices both tragic and respectful. "Respectfully bidding farewell to Brother Wu Ming!"

Below, countless Wu Clan Warriors knelt on the ground, shouting from the bottom of their hearts, "Respectfully bidding farewell to Ancestral Wu Ming!"

Zhou Ming felt the surging power within his body, his expression calm.

He took a step forward, instantly replacing Wu Ming's previous position within Pangu True Body.

With his arrival, the Pangu True Body, which had been somewhat dimmed by the successive battles, solidified once again, its power even more terrifying than when Wu Ming had presided over it!

With a thought, Zhou Ming threw the Chaos Bell in his hand toward the Pangu Axe Phantom in the Pangu True Body.

The Chaos Bell transformed into a Golden Light and instantly merged into the Pangu Axe Phantom, which was formed by the fusion of the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner!

After merging with the Chaos Bell, the Sky-Opening Axe completely materialized!

A cold light flashed on the axe blade, Great Dao runes flowed across the axe body. A terrifying sharpness, capable of cleaving through Chaos and recreating the Qiankun, emanated from the Sky-Opening Axe!

At this moment, the power of Pangu True Body surged to an unprecedented level!

Zhou Ming held the incredibly solid Sky-Opening Axe, pointing it at Hongjun, his voice calm yet filled with unparalleled confidence.

"Dao Ancestor, how are things now?"

As Hongjun gazed at the surging power of Pangu True Body and the Giant Axe in Zhou Ming's hand that was almost identical to the legendary Sky-Opening Axe, a hint of solemnity finally appeared in his indifferent eyes.

He spoke slowly, "It's still not enough."

Even if you were to defeat me today, so what?

"Under the Heavenly Dao, minor trends can be altered, but major trends... cannot be changed!"

"The Witch-Demon Tribulation is a predetermined event, a Heavenly Dao cycle that cannot be altered by human power."

"Hahahaha!" Upon hearing this, Zhou Ming suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, his laughter filled with unbridled arrogance.

"The trend is irreversible?"

Is it predetermined by Heavenly Dao?

"I, Zhou Ming, refuse to believe this nonsense!"

"We, the Wu Clan Warriors, have never believed in fate!"

"Whether it can be changed or not, we'll only know after we fight!" Zhou Ming Surrounding Body's fighting spirit surged, and he pointed his Giant Axe at Hongjun, his voice booming like thunder!

"Dao Ancestor, further words are pointless!"

"Let's fight!"