"Just based on this level of strength, you think you're worthy of calling yourselves Pangu's descendants?"
"You're truly bringing shame to Father God."
Those few words were like poisoned blades, viciously stabbing into the hearts of every Ancestral Wu present!
This was a blatant provocation!
"Attack together! Take him down!"
Dijiang was utterly enraged. The Law of Space surged around him, and he was the first to strike!
The other eleven Ancestral Magi reacted instantly as well. Their baleful auras soared into the heavens as they pounced on Su Ming at the same time!
They no longer held back. Every one of them unleashed their own power. In an instant, the auras of twelve completely different yet faintly harmonious laws—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Time, and Space—filled the entire hall!
Faced with the combined assault of the Twelve Ancestral Magi, Su Ming was not surprised. Instead, he was delighted.
"Excellent!"
He let out a long laugh. Rather than retreating, his figure advanced, taking the initiative to meet the combined attack of the twelve!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A battle purely dominated by physical bodies—a savage and primitive clash, the most brutal since the creation of the Primordial Wilderness—erupted completely within Pangu Hall!
Amid the encirclement of the Twelve Ancestral Magi, Su Ming's figure was like a small boat sailing through raging waves.
But he was not a boat that could capsize at any moment. He was an indestructible divine sword!
With one punch, he forced back Jumang's Yimu Divine Power. With one kick, he sent Rushou's Gengjin Killing Intent flying. With one finger, he shattered Qiangliang's Thunderous Might...
Fighting one against twelve, he still held an absolute advantage in this purely physical battle!
The more the Twelve Ancestral Magi fought, the more shocked and aggrieved they became!
They discovered that no matter how they coordinated or attacked from tricky angles, their opponent could always predict them in advance and use greater strength and faster speed to repel them one by one!
This was not a battle at all. It was a one-sided crushing!
"Is that all?"
Su Meng sent the last Ancestral Wu, Houtu, reeling backward with one punch. Standing in the center of the hall, he looked around at the twelve Ancestral Magi, all panting and injured, a trace of disappointment in his voice.
"Is this all the strength you possess?"
Boom!!!
Those two words were like divine thunder from the highest heavens, exploding in the minds of the Twelve Ancestral Magi!
As descendants of Pangu, when had they ever suffered such humiliation?!
"Roar!!!"
Dijiang threw back his head and let out a long howl, his voice filled with boundless fury and resolve!
"Ancestral Witch True Body!"
In an instant, dazzling Dao Divine Light erupted simultaneously from the bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Magi!
Their bodies began to expand wildly. Their muscles knotted, their veins bulged, and a savage, ancient aura that dominated heaven and earth awakened within them!
A million zhang!
In the blink of an eye, twelve terrifying giants, each a million zhang tall and seemingly capable of breaking through heaven and earth, appeared inside Pangu Hall!
This was their true form!
This was the ultimate trump card of the descendants of Pangu's Essence Blood—the Ancestral Witch True Body!
Just standing there, the twelve million-zhang giants radiated enough pressure to make even Quasi-Saints tremble!
However, facing this apocalyptic scene, Su Ming merely shook his head lightly.
"True bodies?"
"Very well. I'll let you see what a genuine... Pangu True Body is!"
The instant his words fell, Su Ming's body also began to expand!
But his transformation was completely different from that of the Ancestral Magi.
His body lacked that overwhelming baleful aura. In its place was an even more ancient and lofty Hongmeng aura, as if it stood above the myriad laws!
Strands of violet-gold divine patterns flowed across his skin, as though they contained the ultimate principles governing the birth and destruction of the universe!
Three million zhang!
Five million zhang!
Eight million zhang!
Ten million zhang!
Su Ming's body ultimately transformed 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, the manifestation of Hongmeng!
The Twelve Ancestral Magi looked up at the figure far larger than themselves. For the first time, horror and... fear appeared in their eyes!
"Kill!!!"
Dijiang forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and led the other Ancestral Magi in launching their strongest attacks!
"Spatial Banishment!"
"Time Stasis!"
"Gengjin Divine Sword!"
"Dutian Divine Thunder!"
Twelve terrifying divine abilities containing the origins of the laws transformed into twelve divine rays that pierced through heaven and earth, striking Su Ming's Hongmeng True Body simultaneously from all directions!
This was a combined attack powerful enough to destroy an entire Great Thousand World!
Facing the twelve divine abilities of law, Su Ming's ten-million-zhang Hongmeng True Body merely raised his right fist slowly.
There were no unnecessary movements, no flashy divine abilities.
There was only the purest, most extreme strength!
With one force, he broke through ten thousand laws!
He swung his fist!
The punch appeared slow, yet it seemed to cross the distance of time and space, striking first despite being launched second!
The punch produced no earth-shaking momentum, yet it caused the entire Primordial Wilderness to fall still at that moment!
Crack—!
It sounded like glass shattering.
The twelve law-based divine abilities, each powerful enough to destroy the world, shattered inch by inch and vanished into nothingness the instant they touched Su Ming's fist, like fragile bubbles!
Su Ming's fist was unstoppable. With an invincible momentum that crushed everything, it pierced through all the divine abilities before finally slamming heavily into the true bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Magi!
"Pfft—!!!"
The Twelve Ancestral Magi were struck as if by thunder. Their enormous Ancestral Witch True Bodies collapsed instantly, blood spraying wildly from their mouths. Like twelve meteors, they were sent flying, smashing Pangu Hall into a ruin riddled with holes. Their auras weakened to the extreme!
One punch!
Just one punch!
The combined attack of the Twelve Ancestral Magi had been defeated!
Su Ming slowly withdrew his fist. His ten-million-zhang Hongmeng True Body dissipated, returning him to his original form.
That battle had been utterly exhilarating!
He could feel that his essence, energy, and spirit had undergone an extreme tempering and sublimation after the battle!
That invincible will had become even more indestructible!
At that very moment, the system notification rang out in his mind.
[ Ding! Congratulations, host, on defeating the Twelve Ancestral Magi. You have obtained the following 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 looked at the Twelve Ancestral Magi lying amid the ruins, their faces filled with horror and despair. The corners of his mouth curved upward slightly.
This battle had yielded a full harvest!
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