Dijiang slowly suppressed the residual force of the punch within his body. Though he had tempered his body with the Law of Space for countless years, he had still been injured by Hong Yun's move, Space Shock.
His body, whose toughness was no less than that of a low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, was covered in dense scratches.
After a long while, Dijiang let out a long breath. Yet what he said made the other Ancestral Witches gasp sharply.
"Other than the Law of Clouds, the Law of Fire, the Law of Water, the Law of Time, and even the Law of Space... Brother Hongyun, you didn't secretly learn all the laws cultivated by us Twelve Ancestral Witches, did you?"
"Brother Dijiang, don't talk nonsense. How can things among us people of the Primordial Wilderness be called stealing? This poor Daoist is merely a tiny bit knowledgeable!"
Hong Yun stretched out a hand toward Dijiang, forming a universe at his fingertips with his thumb and forefinger.
He appeared humble, but inwardly, he was smug.
If the system had not come, he could not show off even if he wanted to.
But now that the system had arrived, how could he not show off?
Wouldn't the system have come for nothing otherwise?
Before Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Hong Yun had been meek and submissive. Before the Twelve Ancestral Witches, however, all he wanted was to throw heavy punches!
"Well? Brother Dijiang, shall we continue? Or should you recover from your injuries first?"
Seeing that Dijiang made no move, Hong Yun smiled.
"What's such a minor injury? Fight again!"
A trace of defiance flashed through Dijiang's eyes. His domineering aura rose once more, and with a slight flutter of his wings, he transformed into countless afterimages that appeared all around.
Hong Yun was no stranger to this move. He waved his hand, and more than a dozen entirely different laws emerged around him.
These laws flowed side by side like streams of silk. After drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, they gathered into a torrent of laws that guarded Hong Yun's body.
Time, space, clouds, metal, wood, water, fire, earth...
Although Dijiang's earlier words had already given them some expectations, when Hong Yun truly displayed the laws he excelled in, the Twelve Ancestral Witches could not help but be shocked.
Hong Yun did not use the laws to construct divine abilities or spells, yet the sheer number of laws and the torrent they formed were enough to make Dijiang's scalp tingle.
Fortunately, Dijiang was not someone who gave up halfway.
Even though the torrent of laws before him alarmed him, he still mobilized every bit of law power and strength within his body, gathering it into his fist.
"Break!"
Dazzling white radiance bloomed alongside his low shout, and that sharp aura immediately made Hong Yun's pupils contract.
He was not startled by the power of Dijiang's punch, but by Dijiang's talent in space.
He had never imagined that Dijiang's talent for the Law of Space would be so extraordinary. Having merely seen Space Shock once, he had already copied thirty percent of it and incorporated his own understanding into it.
The incomparably sharp white radiance surged upstream against the torrent formed by the various laws.
The friction and mutual erosion between Dijiang's unique Law of Space and the many laws comprehended by Hong Yun erupted into piercing sounds.
The other Ancestral Witches were filled with astonishment.
Some were shocked by the power of Dijiang's punch, while others were awed by the torrent of laws Hong Yun had gathered.
If they had been at the center of that collision, even as Ancestral Witches, they might have been seriously injured in an instant.
Compared with Hong Yun's Space Shock, which shattered space, Dijiang's move seemed to transform him into the sharpest arrow, displaying space's penetrating nature to the fullest.
"Unfortunately, it was still just short!"
By the time Dijiang broke through layer after layer of laws and arrived before Hong Yun, the power of space on his fist was already nearly exhausted.
The dense scars on his body had gained many new injuries: bruises, swelling, burns, frostbite...
He bore every kind of injury caused by the various laws.
Only a single layer of the Law of Clouds remained between Dijiang's fist force and Hong Yun's body.
Yet that layer of law was like an insurmountable chasm. After all, Hong Yun had transformed from the first cloud of the Primordial Wilderness, and the Law of Clouds was precisely his greatest strength.
"I lost, Brother Hongyun."
Dijiang wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, and the Fighting Spirit around him faded as well.
Their battle had only lasted a few exchanges, yet he had already used every one of his strongest methods.
"Exhilarating! Hahahaha..."
Dijiang burst into wild laughter again, his laughter filled with unrestrained delight.
Hong Yun had originally wanted to offer a few words of comfort, but in the next moment, his expression turned as if he had stepped in dog shit.
Dijiang's aura rose and condensed further alongside his laughter, even twisting the void around him.
Dense Law of Space continuously emerged from the surrounding space before merging into Dijiang's Ancestor Witch body.
Dijiang's aura grew stronger and stronger!
Until an almost imperceptible sound rang out.
"Open for me!"
Dijiang roared, as though a layer of Shackles had broken within his body. His already condensed aura surged explosively once more.
"Fuck, who exactly is the one with cheats here? Are you from Planet Vegeta? You break through every time you fight?"
Hong Yun's feelings were complicated as he watched Dijiang break through to the Body Refining Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Middle Stage.
Thinking back to how much he had gone through to break through back then...
Well, after thinking about it, Hong Yun realized that he had not really gone through much either. He had merely chatted with Old Deng Hongjun, flattered him a little, mooched off him a bit, and broken through.
"Congratulations on your breakthrough, Elder Brother!"
"Elder Brother is truly Elder Brother! So powerful!"
"..."
The Ancestral Witches stepped forward one after another to congratulate him. Hearing them, Dijiang's aura became even more unrestrained. Only after his post-breakthrough cultivation stabilized did he slowly withdraw that vast aura.
"Hahaha, it is all thanks to Brother Hongyun. If I had not gained insight from fighting you, I probably would have needed another thousand years before breaking through to the Mid Daluo Realm."
Dijiang laughed and punched Hong Yun on the shoulder.
"Damn it! You're launching a sneak attack!"
Hong Yun instinctively wanted to dodge, but he suddenly thought of something and held himself back.
A dull thud rang out. Hong Yun rubbed his aching shoulder and shot Dijiang an annoyed glare. "You, Dijiang! You're utterly unreasonable. I helped you break through, and not only did you fail to thank me, you even took revenge on me."
"Ha, don't blame me, don't blame me. I've finally vented this pent-up frustration. Who told you to be as hard as a turtle shell, Brother Hongyun? Look how badly I'm hurt. Hiss..."
Dijiang pointed at his injury-covered face and sucked in a breath from the pain as he moved.
Hong Yun laughed at the sight as well!
"Haha, but it is a good thing that you broke through early. In the current Primordial Wilderness, aside from Daoist Hongjun and me, you are probably among the strongest of the first tier!"
"I just wonder whether Daoist Taiqing, the foremost of the Three Pure Ones and also a Pangu Descendant, has broken through."
Hong Yun's words first delighted Dijiang, but then left him somewhat puzzled.
He frowned. "Brother Hongyun, I acknowledge your strength. Taiqing, formed from Father God's Primordial Spirit, is likely no match for you."
"But who is this Daoist Hongjun? Can he truly compare to us Pangu Descendants?"
The Ancestral Witches possessed Pangu Inheritance and knew of the Three Pure Ones formed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, just as the Three Pure Ones also knew of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
However, the Ancestral Witches knew nothing about Hongjun.
It was no wonder they were confused. Having never left Buzhou Mountain, they only knew that the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes possessed the foremost experts of the Primordial Wilderness.
They did not know that beyond the three tribes, there were also Great Powers such as Hongjun, Rahu, and Yang Mei, all wholeheartedly pursuing the Dao.
Even the Tribulation of Calamity triggered by the Innate Three Tribes had been orchestrated by Rahu behind the scenes. Only Hong Yun, someone from a later age, knew these hidden secrets.
"Brother Dijiang, do not underestimate others. This Daoist Hongjun, he..."
Just as Hong Yun was about to reveal Hongjun's strength to them, a strange phenomenon appeared in the endless heavens.
An incomparably terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from Chaos, enveloping the entire Primordial Wilderness.
The first signs of heaven and earth appeared, and all ten thousand Daos rang in unison!
Boundless Purple Qi arrived from the skies of the Eastern Lands, covering a full million li. Noble and sacred, it seemed to be congratulating a certain existence.
Countless golden lotuses descended from the Nine Heavens.
When their petals touched the ground, they merged with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, blooming into golden Lotus Thrones.
Immortal music echoed through the void, seemingly mixed with strands of profound and unfathomable Voice of Heavenly Dao.
Primordial Beings felt a tremor originating from their souls, and countless living beings unconsciously prostrated themselves on the ground.
Hong Yun, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and other powerful Grand Unity Golden Immortals of the present age were also bent over by the pressure at once, as though bowing in salute.
Only when the phenomenon reached its peak did a voice seem to resound beside the ears of all living beings.
"I am Hongjun. Today, I have attained the Dao and become a Saint within Chaos. Three thousand years from now, I will preach the Dao at Purple Cloud Palace. All those with affinity may come and Listen to the Dao."
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