Defeating the Twelve Ancestral Magi, Harvesting Law Entries

"With such paltry strength, you dare call yourselves descendants of Pangu?"

"You truly disgrace Father God."

These words struck like poisoned blades, stabbing deep into the hearts of every Ancestral Magi present!

This was a blatant provocation!

"All together! Take him down!"

Dijiang erupted in fury, the Law of Space surging around him as he struck first!

The other ten Ancestral Magi reacted instantly, Sha Qi soaring skyward as they all lunged at Su Ming!

They held nothing back, each unleashing their full power. In an instant, the twelve distinct yet subtly harmonious laws of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, lightning, time, and space filled the entire hall!

Facing the siege of the Twelve Ancestral Magi, Su Ming was not alarmed but delighted.

"Well met!"

He let out a long laugh, his figure advancing instead of retreating, charging headlong into the encirclement of the twelve!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A battle driven purely by physical might—the most savage, most primal clash since the dawn of the primordial world—erupted within Pangu Hall!

Su Ming's form, amidst the siege of the Twelve Ancestral Magi, was like a lone boat navigating raging waves.

But he was no vessel on the verge of capsizing; he was an indestructible divine sword!

With a single punch, he repelled Jumang's Yimu Divine Power; a kick sent Rushou's Gengjin Killing Intent flying; a finger shattered Qiangliang's Thunderous Might...

Fighting one against twelve, he still held absolute dominance in pure physical combat!

The more the Twelve Ancestral Magi fought, the more shocked and frustrated they became!

They realized that no matter how they coordinated or attacked from tricky angles, their opponent always anticipated their moves, repelling each of them with greater strength and speed!

This was no battle—it was a one-sided massacre!

"Nothing special."

Su Meng shook off the last Ancestral Magi, Houtu, with a single punch, standing in the center of the hall as he swept his gaze over the panting, wounded Twelve Ancestral Magi, his tone laced with disappointment.

"Is this all the strength you have?"

Boom!!!

Those two words crashed like divine thunder from the nine heavens, detonating in the minds of the Twelve Ancestral Magi!

As descendants of Pangu, when had they ever suffered such humiliation?!

"Roar!!!"

Dijiang howled at the heavens, his voice brimming with boundless fury and resolve!

"Ancestral Witch True Body!"

In an instant, the Twelve Ancestral Magi erupted with dazzling Dao Divine Light!

Their bodies began to swell wildly, muscles bulging, veins bursting forth, as a primal, ancient, heaven-defying aura awakened within them!

A million zhang!

In the blink of an eye, twelve colossal giants, each a million zhang tall, as if they could tear the heavens and earth asunder, appeared within Pangu Hall!

This was their true form!

This was their ultimate trump card as descendants of Pangu's Essence Blood—the Ancestral Witch True Body!

The mere presence of these twelve million-zhang giants exuded a pressure that could make even a Quasi-Saint tremble!

Yet, faced with this world-shattering spectacle, Su Ming merely shook his head lightly.

"True Body, is it?"

"Very well, let me show you what a true... Pangu True Body looks like!"

The moment his words fell, Su Ming's body began to swell as well!

But his transformation was utterly different from the Ancestral Magi.

There was no overwhelming Sha Qi on him; instead, it was replaced by a more ancient, more transcendent aura, as if it stood above all paths—a primordial Hongmeng presence!

Purple-gold divine patterns flowed across his skin, as if containing the mysteries of cosmic birth and destruction!

Three million zhang!

Five million zhang!

Eight million zhang!

Ten million zhang!

Su Ming's form finally settled into a terrifying giant ten million zhang tall, several times larger than the true bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Magi!

He stood there, as if he were the embodiment of chaos itself, the manifestation of Hongmeng!

The Twelve Ancestral Magi looked up at the figure far vaster than themselves, and for the first time, horror and... fear appeared in their eyes!

"KILL!!!"

Dijiang forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart as he led the Magi in launching their most powerful attack!

"Spatial Banishment!"

"Time Stasis!"

"Gengjin Divine Sword!"

"Dutian Divine Thunder!"

Twelve terrifying divine abilities, each containing the origin of a Law, transformed into twelve beams of divine light that pierced heaven and earth, converging from all directions onto Su Ming's Hongmeng True Body!

This was a combined strike capable of destroying an entire Great Thousand World!

Facing these twelve Law-based divine abilities, Su Ming's hundred-million-zhang Hongmeng True Body merely raised its right fist slowly.

No superfluous movements, no flashy techniques.

Only the purest, most extreme power!

One force, breaking ten thousand methods!

He threw a single punch!

This punch, seemingly slow, yet as if crossing the distance of time and space, arrived after being launched first!

This punch carried no earth-shattering momentum, yet it caused the entire Primordial World to freeze in that instant!

Crack—!

It sounded like the shattering of glass.

The twelve Law-based divine abilities, capable of destroying worlds, shattered like fragile bubbles the moment they touched Su Ming's fist, annihilating into nothingness!

Su Ming's fist, unstoppable, pierced through all the divine abilities with an invincible posture that crushed everything, finally slamming heavily into the true bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Magi!

"Pfft—!!!"

The Twelve Ancestral Magi, struck as if by lightning, saw their colossal Ancestral Witch True Bodies instantly collapse, blood spraying from their mouths as they were blasted away like twelve meteors, smashing Pangu Hall into a sieve, their auras plummeting to their lowest point!

One punch!

Just one punch!

The combined strike of the Twelve Ancestral Magi—defeated!

Su Ming slowly withdrew his fist, his hundred-million-zhang Hongmeng True Body dissipating as he returned to his original form.

This battle was exhilarating!

He felt that his essence, energy, and spirit had undergone an extreme refinement and elevation after this fight!

That invincible will had become even more unbreakable!

At that moment, the system's notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the Twelve Ancestral Magi. Obtained entries: Law of Time, Law of Space, Law of Metal, Law of Wood, Law of Water, Law of Fire, Law of Earth, Law of Wind, Law of Rain, Law of Thunder, Law of Lightning, Law of Weather!]

Su Ming sensed the twelve profound imprints that had appeared in his mind, then glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Magi lying in the ruins, their faces filled with shock and despair. A faint smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

This battle had been a bountiful harvest!