Red-Robed Ancestor Reappears! Tongtian's Peerless Insight!

"You old bastard, tomorrow is your death anniversary!"

"Die, Ancestral Witch!"

After unleashing another punch, sending the Black Robe Ancestor flying and coughing up blood, the Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire cackled strangely.

"Don't even think about it!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the Black Robe Ancestor was filled with rage and prepared to use his last trump card to save his life.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the violent aura emanating from the Black Robe Ancestor subsided.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches, when they encounter Xi, only call him 'Dad,' which is a rather dishonorable way to win."

"Don't panic, Black Robe Ancestor! I'm here to lend you a hand!"

Just as Zhurong was preparing to send the Black Robe Ancestor to his death, a bright light suddenly flashed in the distant sky.

Immediately afterwards, a cultivator dressed in a red robe crossed tens of millions of miles in an instant and arrived at the Southern Heavenly Gate.

"And who are you?"

"Could he also be an accomplice of this scoundrel?"

"Quickly state your name!"

"This Ancestral Witch does not kill nameless nobodies!"

Following the script, Zhurong loudly demanded an explanation.

"Boy, listen up! I am none other than the Red-Robed Ancestor, and I do not change my name or surname!"

"I hope your fists will be as sharp as your mouth later!"

The red-robed cultivator let out a wicked laugh and spoke arrogantly.

The Red-Robed Ancestor?

Those Primordial Powerhouses who were secretly watching the battle from the void outside the Southern Heavenly Gate were all greatly surprised upon hearing this person's name.

The Red-Robed Ancestor was a level above the Black Robe Ancestor, an ancient powerhouse.

The beast was active during the Beast Calamity.

His mastery of the Great Dao of Fire was so powerful that it shook the Primordial Wilderness.

Even the Beast Emperor Shen Ni valued it highly.

Unexpectedly, this person is still alive and kicking, not dead at all.

"Haha, look, this is what they call 'those who follow the right path receive much help, while those who stray from it receive little help!'"

"With the Black Robe Ancestor in front and the Red-Robed Ancestor behind, they all generously donated money and helped to suppress the Witch and Demon Heavenly Court."

"This is enough to prove how unpopular the Primordial Heavenly Court is!"

In the Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi, seeing this dramatic scene of one wave after another rising and falling, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Second brother, the way of Heavenly Dao is not what people think, but what they look at is not the human heart."

"As long as it conforms to the rules of the Heavenly Dao, even if it is against all living beings in the Primordial Wilderness, the Heavenly Dao will probably side with the Heavenly Court."

To everyone's surprise, Laozi Tzu spoke with an indifferent expression and an icy tone.

The smile on Yuanshi's face suddenly vanished.

It looked like a quacking duck being choked.

He was stuck in a rut, his face flushed red.

He immediately tried to justify himself, saying, "Brother, look, it's not just us. Even reclusive patriarchs have jumped out to stop the Heavenly Court."

"Doesn't that prove anything?"

"Does my elder brother believe that the mere Witch and Demon Clans are enough to withstand the conquests and obstructions of countless powerful beings throughout the Primordial Wilderness?"

Laozi nodded upon hearing this, then shook his head.

This Yuanshi completely bewildered.

"Does my elder brother mean that there are still unknown variables hidden in this situation?"

Knowing his elder Laozi's Yuanshi of the Eight Trigrams and divine calculations, Yuanshi immediately asked cautiously.

Laozi didn't speak, but simply nodded calmly, exuding an air of superiority.

"I cannot see through that Pangu Shrine."

"It seems that a peerless demon is hidden within."

Laozi's gaze was deep and mysterious, Purple Extreme Divine Eyes flashed with divine light, as if he could see through the layers of the Heavenly Realm and gaze upon the Pangu Shrine that stood above the Great Luo Heaven, suppressing the ancient Primordial Wilderness, unchanging since time immemorial.

"Peerless Demon?"

Yuanshi was taken aback and greatly surprised.

Tongtian remained silent, but for some reason, the image of that rainbow-like figure that vanished at the end of the three lectures at the Purple Cloud Palace flashed through his mind.

"Taiyi, could it be you?"

Recalling the series of dizzying changes in the Witch and Demon Clans, one could vaguely sense the figure of Taiyi in each of them.

A sudden realization dawned on Tongtian's mind, as if Taiyi was the person behind it all.

However, there was no evidence, and Tongtian was not skilled in divination, so he could not find the answer.

Even so, it Taiyi made Taiichi, who was distracted by this place, feel slightly surprised.

"I can only say, he truly lives up to his reputation as the Daoist Tongtian."

"Such keen insight and understanding!"

"As expected of a ruthless person capable of creating the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!"

Withdrawing his gaze, Taiyi sat upright on the throne of the Pangu Shrine, stroking his chin, somewhat wanting to give this world, Tongtian Tianyi.

In the previous Primordial World, Taiyi had already helped Tianyi.

Now, the Master Tongtian has transcended the Primordial Wilderness and roams the Chaos Sea.

If the Master Tongtian from that world were to meet the Daoist Tongtian from this Primordial World, the meeting would surely be quite interesting.

Thinking about this, Taiyi had already made up his mind.

"Let's wait until the time is right, then let Daoist Tongtian break free from his old ways and return to his original form!"

He murmured to himself, Taiyi focused his mind once again on the battlefield at Southern Heavenly Gate.

With the Red-Robed Ancestor joining the battlefield and working together with the Black Robe Ancestor, they defeated the Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire.

The Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire, who had originally held the upper hand, suddenly found himself surrounded by danger and in grave peril.

Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire, was able to overpower the Black Robe Ancestor only by relying on the divine power of the Pangu Shrine.

Now, with another Red-Robed Ancestor, a near- Quasi-Sage at the Great Perfection cultivation, joining the battle, the pressure on Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire, has increased exponentially.

Even if he wanted to take on two opponents at once, he lacked the strength to do so.

"Hateful!"

"If I, the Ancestral Witch, also possessed the cultivation and strength of Houtu 'Sister Houtu, how could I have failed to defeat even those two old fellows?"

After exchanging another blow, Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire, separated from the Black Robe Ancestor and the Red-Robed Ancestor, wiping the blood from the corners of their mouths, and said bitterly in their hearts.

"Heh heh, you brat Zhurong Rong, how about my Myriad Fire Divine Crow Power? Is it comparable to your Flame Domain?"

The Red-Robed Ancestor looked at the unstable aura of the Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire opposite him and immediately let out a strange, cackling laugh.

"Playing with fire in front of this old ancestor is like showing off your axe skills in front of Guan Yu—overestimating your own abilities!"

Zhurong was furious and wanted to fight again.

At this moment, the Dijiang, Ancestral Witch transmitted his voice, saying, "Proceed according to the plan, and do not act rashly."

Zhurong could barely suppress his anger.

"What kind of hero bullies the weak and the many?"

"If you're so capable, let's have a one-on-one match!"

With eyes wide open like copper bells, Zhurong glared angrily.

"Cut!"

"Evil spirits and heretics must be punished by everyone!"

"Your Witch Clan are nothing but barbarians from beyond the borders. How dare you occupy the Thirty-Three Heavens, issue commands, and rule the four seas of the Primordial Wilderness?"

"Today, I, your ancestor, will uphold justice on behalf of Heaven and completely eradicate this scourge of your Witch Clan!"

The sinister-looking, Red-Robed Ancestor spoke with righteous indignation, uttering words that even he himself wouldn't believe.

"You two dare to spout nonsense in front of my Witch Clan Heavenly Court? Who gave you the guts!"

"Fifth brother, don't panic, fourth brother is here!"