Big Brother, We're Here to Save You

Dijiang's attack came in an instant, and only then did Hong Yun realize what was happening.

Just as he was about to explain, he found his body restrained by a force of space. The restraint was not very strong, and even an ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortal could probably break free with ease.

Hong Yun's shoulders trembled slightly, shaking off the sealing force of space. Then, striking after his opponent had moved, he raised his hand and blocked Dijiang's claw.

Hong Yun hurriedly said, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! Brother Dijiang, please don't attack. Just hear me out!"

However, the ease with which Hong Yun broke free of the spatial restraint and caught his claw made Dijiang even more wary.

"Good boy, you clearly have the cultivation of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, yet you disguised yourself as a Grand Unity Golden Immortal to deceive me. Take another punch from This Ancestral Witch!" Dijiang laughed instead of growing angry. After breaking free of Hong Yun's palm, he raised his other fist and smashed it toward Hong Yun.

The Ancestor Witches' physiques were already unmatched, and this punch contained every ounce of Dijiang's strength. To say nothing of the incomparably dense Law of Space clinging to his fist.

The void before Hong Yun rippled like a lake being stirred. Dijiang's punch seemed capable of shattering space itself.

If this place had not been Buzhou Mountain, protected by the restrictions Pangu had left behind, space would have shattered long ago if they had fought anywhere else.

Facing Dijiang's enraged full-powered attack, Hong Yun did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Seeing that his opponent clearly would not stop until he captured him, even a clay figure had three parts temper, let alone Hong Yun.

"You really are something, Ancestor Witch Dijiang. This poor Daoist also knows a thing or two about fighting. Since words won't work, don't blame This poor Daoist for giving you a beating first!" Hong Yun shouted angrily, and his already upright body suddenly grew several inches taller.

Beneath his red Cloud Pattern Dao Robe, a dazzling golden sheen appeared across the surface of his already muscular body, and a savage aura rose into the air.

Having been formed from Pangu's hot blood, Hong Yun's attainments in body refinement were already not much inferior to those of the Ancestor Witches.

To say nothing of the fact that Hong Yun had also refined part of Hongjun and Zhunti's insights into body refinement. At this moment, even Hong Yun himself had no idea just how tyrannical his physique was.

Without using the mana within his body, Hong Yun gathered the strength of his entire body and his comprehension of the Law of Clouds, then threw an identical punch at the void before him.

Bang!

When fist collided with fist, explosive waves of air swept outward from the two of them.

Crack!

Even with the Pangu Restriction, a pitch-black crack split open in the sturdy void.

Under the restriction's power, however, the Spatial Rift quickly repaired itself.

After throwing his punch, Hong Yun withdrew his fist. His upright body remained utterly unmoved, with only his red hair flying in the waves of air. Coupled with his savage aura, he looked like an Ancient Demon God.

Dijiang, on the other hand, had an even more robust frame than Hong Yun's, yet Hong Yun's punch forced him backward without pause.

One step! Two steps! Three steps!

After retreating three steps in a row, Dijiang forcibly suppressed the force churning inside his fist and panted heavily.

His eyes were filled with wariness, yet his Fighting Spirit was also surging. Before long, an aura of battling heaven and earth erupted from him once more!

"Good heavens, what a powerful physique! This Ancestral Witch loves it when someone fights head-on. Again!"

Dijiang laughed loudly. His twin wings trembled, and he vanished from where he stood, his body once more charging toward Hong Yun.

"Wait, Brother Dijiang, you're still coming? Let's talk this out. Why resort to violence?" The anger in Hong Yun's heart had already been vented with that punch, so he naturally did not want to continue fighting.

Unfortunately, Dijiang's fighting spirit had been roused, and he would not let Hong Yun off so easily. Secretly crying out in misery, Hong Yun could only continue circulating the strength within his body to meet the attacks.

Dijiang truly deserved to be the Space Ancestral Witch. His use of the Law of Space was sublime.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Dijiang's figure flashed without pause as he attacked Hong Yun from every direction.

Because he was too fast, Dijiang left behind one after another afterimage in the void.

Before the afterimages had faded, Dijiang's fist appeared in another place. Hong Yun was still inferior to Dijiang in his understanding of the Law of Space, but Hong Yun's cultivation was higher than Dijiang's, and his physique was stronger as well.

Hong Yun stood in place, responding to the myriad changes without changing himself as he dealt with Dijiang's fists and feet.

Whenever Dijiang crossed through space to attack, Hong Yun seemed to know in advance where he would appear and directly knocked him back.

This move of Dijiang's was somewhat similar to the secret technique Clone Substitution that Hong Yun had created.

The difference was that Hong Yun's secret technique condensed clones from cloud energy and then exchanged their positions using the Law of Space, making it impossible to distinguish the true body from the clones. Dijiang, on the other hand, simply left afterimages behind because of his extreme speed through space.

The latter was easier to see through!

However, cultivators who refined their bodies in the Primordial Wilderness were indestructible and relied on speed to overcome all defenses. As long as Dijiang was fast enough, even if others saw through his moves, they still could not withstand his attacks.

"As expected of Ancestor Witch Dijiang. This poor Daoist is far inferior to you in the use of the Law of Space!"

Hong Yun marveled inwardly. Ancestor Witch Dijiang had completely integrated the Law of Space into his combat instincts. His use of spatial power was as elusive as a flying antelope leaving no trace for the horn to catch.

While fighting, Hong Yun also secretly learned quite a few things from him.

As long as he could obtain enough Space Law Comprehension Fragments from Dijiang in the days ahead, he would certainly be able to reach Dijiang's level in the future.

Hong Yun was marveling inwardly, unaware that Dijiang was even more shocked than he was.

As a direct descendant of Pangu's bloodline, Dijiang naturally had reason to be proud. In body refinement especially, as the chief of the Ancestor Witches, Dijiang believed himself invincible among those of the same realm.

Especially after applying the Law of Space to combat, Dijiang was often in an undefeatable position.

In every battle, even his younger brothers and Younger Sisters, who were also Ancestor Witches, could only passively endure his attacks.

Zhurong understood this better than anyone!

He had never imagined that the Red-Haired Youth before him would not only possess a physique slightly stronger than his own, but also have a perception of space only a little weaker than his.

Although Dijiang seemed to be suppressing Hong Yun in the fight, Hong Yun was actually only defending casually and had not taken the initiative to counterattack.

The longer they fought, the more stifled Dijiang became, and the more astonished he was.

Dijiang had no idea how many figures like Hong Yun existed in the Primordial Wilderness, but there probably weren't very few of them!

"Fortunately, I stopped my brothers and Younger Sisters. The Primordial Wilderness is truly too dangerous!"

Dijiang secretly rejoiced. After returning, he decided that he absolutely had to warn his brothers and Younger Sisters properly. At the very least, they had to cultivate in seclusion for several million years before attempting to leave Buzhou Mountain.

As they fought, the two sides stopped at the same time without any prior arrangement.

By now, both of Dijiang's arms and legs were swollen to nearly twice their size. His burly body was drenched in sweat, and even one of his eye sockets was blackened. Of course, these were merely superficial injuries.

And naturally, they were Hong Yun's handiwork!

Since Dijiang had refused to let up, Hong Yun's pettiness meant he would certainly have to get a little revenge.

After Dijiang stopped, his expression shifted repeatedly, and he occasionally sized Hong Yun up with a complicated look.

This left Hong Yun somewhat puzzled.

Hong Yun naturally had no idea what Dijiang was imagining. He only felt that this Ancestor Witch before him seemed a little short on intelligence.

How could Dijiang have known that, throughout the entire Primordial Wilderness, there was only one cheat like Hong Yun—and that this cheat had just finished fleecing Hongjun?

"Brother Hongyun, your cultivation is impressive. Dijiang admires you!"

After their fight, Dijiang's attitude toward Hong Yun improved considerably.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the Ancestor Witches, only those who dared to clash head-on with them were worthy of becoming their friends. And Hong Yun had even beaten him up, so Dijiang naturally viewed him in a different light.

"Big Brother, we're here to save you!"

"You wretch, how dare you hurt my Big Brother? Take this!"

"..."

Just as Hong Yun was about to exchange a few more pleasantries with Dijiang, eleven figures suddenly rushed out and surrounded him without a word.