Zhurong Defeated, Tai Yi Challenges Hong Yun

Zhurong strode forward and came before Di Jun and Tai Yi, speaking with great courtesy.

"Daoist friend Tai Yi, I can see that you possess an extraordinary and imposing bearing. You must be one of the few mighty experts in the Primordial Wilderness. Would you be willing to fight a battle with me, Zhurong?"

Zhurong kept Hong Yun's words firmly in mind.

No matter the occasion, he had to ensure that no one could find fault with him and that he stood on the side of morality, undefeated.

Tai Yi looked surprised when he heard this.

He had thought this fellow was a reckless brute, but who would have guessed that he could speak so pleasantly?

As the saying went, one did not strike a smiling face.

Moreover, Hong Yun's guidance had made him more restrained in temperament, so he was no longer as arrogant and disdainful as before.

Tai Yi was also itching for a fight, so he readily accepted Zhurong's challenge.

"Since Daoist friend Zhurong is in the mood, Tai Yi will naturally accompany you."

Hong Yun shook his head at this.

Of all the people you could have chosen, why did you choose Tai Yi?

You deserve to get beaten up, Zhurong!

According to the original timeline of the Primordial Wilderness, before the six destined Saints became Saints, Tai Yi was absolutely among the top two experts beneath Hongjun.

Whether in aptitude, comprehension, destiny, or cultivation, Tai Yi was inferior to no one. Not to mention that the mere presence of the Chaos Bell made him capable of both attacking and defending.

Only Laozi, who possessed the Heaven and Earth Exquisite Mysterious Yellow Pagoda, could contend with Tai Yi.

With Hong Yun's help, Zhurong was somewhat stronger than he had been originally, but he was still far from being a match for Tai Yi.

Zhurong's cultivation realm might be somewhat higher than Tai Yi's, but Tai Yi had the Chaos Bell!

Zhurong's physical body might be somewhat stronger than Tai Yi's, but Tai Yi had the Chaos Bell!

Zhurong's Law of Fire might perhaps be stronger than Tai Yi's Great Sun Law, but Tai Yi had the Chaos Bell!

In short, Tai Yi had the Chaos Bell!

There was nothing to be done. An Innate Supreme Treasure provided Tai Yi with far too great a boost!

The two flew into the sky, and Zhurong struck first.

"Great Fire Breath!"

Under Zhurong's control, the Law of Fire became increasingly agile and varied. The compressed flames instantly condensed into a huge golden fist that smashed toward Tai Yi, its scorching aura distorting the entire void.

"What a fine divine ability. I wonder whether it can break through the barrier formed by my Solar True Fire!"

Excited by a worthy opponent, Tai Yi also erupted with blazing Great Sun True Fire around his body.

Driven by the Great Sun Law, the True Fire transformed into a hundred-meter-tall Three-legged Golden Crow that charged toward Zhurong.

"Come on!"

Zhurong roared. Controlling fire with his fist, he punched forward, and the flames surrounding the golden fist grew even more intense.

The Golden Crow spread its wings and drove its talons into the fist. The two masses of controlled flames instantly exploded.

"Boom!"

Zhurong's True Fire and the Solar True Fire merged with each other, then canceled each other out.

However, the strength of Zhurong's True Fire was clearly superior.

"Wuu..."

After letting out a mournful cry, the enormous Golden Crow was blasted into scattered clumps of Solar True Fire.

The flaming fist did not dissipate. Instead, it continued toward Tai Yi without losing any power.

"I seem to have underestimated you, Daoist friend!"

Tai Yi did not panic. Instead, he mobilized his divine sense.

At the instant the fist fell, a huge black-and-yellow bell suddenly appeared before him.

"Clang!"

The fist struck the bell, and a bell chime resounded across the hundreds of millions of kilometers around them!

The force rebounding from the bell sent Zhurong flying ten thousand kilometers. Zhurong summoned several fire clouds behind himself in succession before finally neutralizing it.

The Three Pure Ones and the several Ancestor Witches led by Dijiang, who had been fighting, stopped at the same time, their gazes focusing on the huge black-and-yellow bell.

The Ancestor Witches were fine. Spiritual Treasures were useless to them.

The Three Pure Ones were different. Laozi stared at the Chaos Bell with a solemn expression, while Tongtian's face revealed a look of reminiscence.

Yuanshi, however, was filled with unwillingness.

In his view, the Three Treasures of Creation had not been taken up by the Three Pure Ones. Instead, they had fallen into Tai Yi's hands.

To Yuanshi, who prided himself on being of Pangu's True Lineage, this was an enormous humiliation.

"Again!"

Dijiang's body still bore numerous marks from being struck, all caused by Laozi's Coiled Dragon Staff.

Yet after being injured, Dijiang became even more frenzied. He did not even care about his injuries as he swung his fist, carrying the Law of Space, toward the Heaven and Earth Exquisite Mysterious Yellow Pagoda.

The battle between Zhu Jiu Yin and Yuanshi had also given Zhu Jiu Yin a slight advantage.

With the Law of Time protecting him, Zhu Jiu Yin was too difficult to deal with. Yuanshi's Three Treasures Ruyi could do nothing to him, while Zhu Jiu Yin's powerful physical body forced Yuanshi back step by step.

"Damn it! Eldest Brother and Tongtian have the upper hand, while only this poor Daoist is being suppressed?"

Yuanshi repeatedly glanced from the corner of his eye at Tongtian and Ju Mang, who were fighting to their hearts' content.

Tongtian's Qingping Sword transformed into countless sword shadows, while sword qi filled the sky around its blades. Even the ancient trees and vines Ju Mang manifested with the Law of Wood could barely reach him.

Fortunately, Ju Mang's recovery ability through the Law of Wood was exceptionally powerful, continuously regenerating without end.

Even when injured by Tongtian's sword qi, his wounds healed in an instant, making him practically a blood cow.

Since emerging into the world, Tongtian had encountered such a difficult opponent for the first time. This left him helpless yet excited, and he displayed everything he had learned.

"Great Fire Breath!"

Zhurong and Tai Yi had engaged each other again at some point. Dense scarlet True Fire erupted with repeated explosions.

Yet these flames, powerful enough to burn through space, were always blocked by an invisible barrier before Tai Yi.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Zhurong's body expanded to a hundred meters. Clenching his fists and wielding enough force to split mountains and sunder seas, he hammered them against the Chaos Bell, provoking wave after wave of bell chimes.

Tai Yi stood before the bell with both hands behind his back, looking down at Zhurong as he continued to bombard it.

His restrained, domineering aura gradually revealed itself. Surrounded by Solar True Fire, he resembled a blazing sun hanging high above the Ninth Heaven.

Gradually, Zhurong stopped.

He panted heavily and looked up at Tai Yi, saying unwillingly, "Daoist friend Tai Yi, what kind of skill is relying on the might of a supreme treasure? If you truly have the ability, put away that turtle shell and fight me fairly!"

Tai Yi sneered when he heard this. "Daoist friend Zhurong, you jest. Do you not also rely on your naturally powerful physical body? The Chaos Bell is my Companion Spirit Treasure. What is wrong with Tai Yi relying on it to win?"

"Fine, you're right. You win!"

Just as Tai Yi was preparing to completely defeat Zhurong in one move, the latter unexpectedly admitted defeat outright.

Zhurong was not a fool. He only wanted a thrilling battle, not to be beaten unilaterally.

The spectators had not expected the Three Pure Ones and the three Ancestor Witches led by Dijiang to still be locked in bitter combat while Zhurong's side ended first.

Zhurong had enjoyed himself, but the other Ancestor Witches had not!

"Daoist friend Di Jun, would you be willing to fight me, Gong Gong?"

Seeing that even his old opponent Zhurong had finished enjoying himself, Gong Gong could no longer hold back.

"Apologies, Daoist friend Gong Gong, but I do not wish to fight today."

Di Jun decisively refused, making Gong Gong curse his bad luck for choosing the wrong person.

"Daoist friend Fuxi, fight me!"

Xuan Ming had always been competitive, and she challenged Fuxi to a battle.

Fuxi looked troubled. "Daoist friend Xuan Ming, why not let my younger sister spar with you instead?"

Xuan Ming raised her willow brows. A freezing aura spread in all directions, and frost and snow immediately filled the air.

"Do you look down upon me?"

Xuan Ming's voice gradually turned cold, and her beautiful eyes were filled with fury.

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. This poor Daoist only..."

"Enough nonsense. Either fight me, or I'll beat you unilaterally!"

Fuxi smiled bitterly and could only fight Xuan Ming.

Houtu and Nuwa exchanged a glance and smiled at the same time. "Daoist friend Nuwa (Houtu), please!"

"Daoist friend Hong Yun, would you be willing to fight Tai Yi?"