Hong Huang: The Beginning, Mistaking the Jade Emperor for My Son - Section 36

"Holy shit!"

Sage Zhunti's eyelids twitched violently. He instantly manifested his saintly dharma form—a million-zhang giant with the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his left hand and the Six Roots Pure Bamboo in his right—and surged forward with the full force of his saintly power to meet the strike.

Sage Jieyin was equally shocked. He too unleashed his strongest technique and blasted it toward the hoe.

"Jieyin, you old bastard, your opponent is your Grandpa Gold here!" The Dragon Ancestor appeared abruptly, a fist hurtling toward Jieyin.

The nine Quasi-Saint Golden Crows also struck together, a vast sea of heavenly fire surging like an ocean to engulf Sage Jieyin!

The collision of overwhelming forces sent energy cascading like a tsunami, instantly shattering the Western Spiritual Mountain continent and tearing the void into chaos.

The entire Spiritual Mountain was utterly destroyed!

"Who are you people?!"

Sage Zhunti roared in fury, smashing the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree viciously toward the Kirin Ancestor.

"Your grandpa! Hahaha, take another hoe from your grandpa!" The Kirin Ancestor's mouth was merciless as he swung the Great Dao Artifact hoe, digging another strike at Zhunti.

The ten-thousand-zhang dharma form was shattered by a single hoe blow.

Sage Zhunti's hairs stood on end, his scalp tingling. He dodged hastily, then struck back at the Kirin Ancestor: "This Seat will make sure you die without a burial place!"

"Tch! Zhunti, you old bastard, if you have no burial place, Grandpa here will show great kindness and dig one for you right now!" The Kirin Ancestor swung the hoe and dug again.

After two clashes, Sage Zhunti knew the hoe was strange—profoundly strange!

A hoe that seemed utterly ordinary, devoid of any aura, had actually dug away even his saintly dharma form in one blow!

Sage Zhunti dared not meet it head-on and chose to evade its edge.

"I dig, I dig, I dig, I dig, I dig..."

But the Kirin Ancestor pressed his advantage relentlessly.

Hoe after hoe swung in rapid succession, whirling like a wind-fire wheel, looking exactly like an old farmer weeding a field—and the most diligent kind at that!

"What the hell!"

Sage Zhunti was furious. The man swinging the hoe was clearly far weaker in strength, yet with that hoe in hand, he couldn't be fought off, and he was being chased all over the place—utterly humiliating.

This scene was also witnessed by the great powers of the Primordial World, all of them stunned.

At Five Villages Manor, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, Zhenyuan Great Immortal, twitched at the corners of his mouth.

What kind of ruthless bastard was this, chasing Sage Zhunti all over the place? This was way too insane!

Over at the Blood River, the Nether River Old Ancestor watched with boiling blood, his face full of envy, fists clenched as he muttered enviously: "Damn it, when will I get to chase a saint all over the place like that?"

Those who had once been bullied by Sage Zhunti and Sage Jieyin all secretly cheered in delight!

The West, Spiritual Mountain.

After a long chase and several thousand swings of the hoe without ever hitting Sage Zhunti's big head, the Kirin Ancestor was also furious.

He was clearly chasing the old bastard Zhunti, but the man was slippery as a loach, a master of escape, making it impossible to land a fatal blow.

The gap in their strength was still a bit too large.

Seeing that the Grand Pure Sage, Primordial Lord of Heaven, and Saintess Nuwa were about to arrive, the Kirin Ancestor's face darkened, and he shouted: "Big Goldfish, Big Black Bird, kill Zhunti the old bastard first!"

Hearing this, the Dragon Ancestor and the nine Ten-Legged Golden Crows all withdrew from their entanglement with Sage Jieyin and flashed like lightning to strike at Sage Zhunti.

They too knew that the Grand Pure Sage and the other saints were about to arrive.

Now was not the time to be exposed.

With the sudden addition of a saint-level Dragon Ancestor and nine half-step saint Ten-Legged Golden Crows unleashing their full power, Sage Zhunti's pressure skyrocketed, forcing him to divert strength to deal with the Dragon Ancestor and the others.

"Give it some juice, Hoe Senior! I'm avenging the master's eldest grandson!"

The Kirin Ancestor muttered to the hoe, then swung it heavily toward Zhunti, roaring: "I'll dig you to death, you old bastard!"

Like an atomic bomb exploding.

Boundless dharma power surged like a tsunami, sweeping in all directions.

The Grand Pure Sage, Primordial Lord of Heaven, and Saintess Nuwa arrived just in time.

And they just happened to see a massive head flying high into the air!

Like a golf ball, knocked flying far and high with a single swing.

"What the fuck! What's going on?!"

The sight before them left the Grand Pure Sage and Primordial Lord of Heaven utterly shocked.

"Is that Sage Zhunti's head?!"

Nuwa's mouth hung wide open in shock.

Zhen Yuanzi leaped up in surprise.

Sage Zhunti had actually had his head dug off by a hoe!

How terrifying was that!

Terrifying wasn't even the word—it was sheer horror.

A dignified Heavenly Dao Sage, reduced to such a state.

In the Netherworld, Empress Pingxin, Houtu, was also shocked, her expression shifting dramatically.

A Sage—a Sage had actually had his head chopped off by a hoe!

Damn it, who would believe that if you told them!

Even their Twelve Ancestral Witches, setting up the Great Heavenly Array, hadn't been that impressive!

Yet the scene before them had truly happened!

Who was it?!

Who was so impressive, so arrogant, so domineering, so cool!

The mighty figures of the Primordial World were shaken!

And in the moment the Sages were stunned, the Kirin Ancestor, the Dragon Ancestor, and the Nine Golden Crows vanished from where they stood and fled.

"Ah! Junior Brother!"

Sage Jieyin erupted in fury, his brows and hair flying wildly, his killing intent sweeping across the Three Realms!

Chapter 33: Time to Give the Kirin Ancestor and Big Black Dog an Extra Meal

Sage Zhunti had his head chopped off by a hoe, a glowing, radiant skull flying high into the air.

This scene shook the Primordial World and the Three Realms.

"Hahahaha, Zhunti, you old scoundrel, this is the decree of the Heavenly Dao, this is your decree of the Heavenly Dao! Hahahaha!"

Seeing Zhunti's fate, Sect Master Tongtian, far away in the Heavenly Court, laughed uproariously, doubling over with mirth.

In all the world, only Sect Master Tongtian dared to laugh; everyone else was filled with sheer terror.

The Jade Emperor and the others also felt immensely relieved!

"That black shadow... why does it feel familiar?"

Deep within the rear palace of the Heavenly Court, watching the fleeing black hand through the Haotian Mirror, the Jade Emperor was puzzled.

"What is that thing in his hand?" the Queen Mother asked with a smile.

"A hoe."

"Exactly."

"Ah, you mean... the one by Father's side?"

"Correct, it's most likely that Big Black Dog." The Queen Mother nodded.

Watching the great battle through the Haotian Mirror, the newcomer not only traded blows evenly with the Sage but also used a strange hoe-shaped treasure, and he was targeting Sage Zhunti—there was only one guess.

"Then that must be it, hahahaha."

The Jade Emperor laughed heartily: "That's so satisfying. When we get back, let Father give Big Black Dog an extra meal!"

"Absolutely, and a big one at that!"

The Queen Mother was also grinning: "Storm clouds are gathering in the Primordial World. It's time to go visit Father. It's also a good chance to let the Daughters stay with Father for a while, to avoid some danger."

The Jade Emperor nodded in agreement.

The West, Spiritual Mountain.

Sage Zhunti had his head chopped off by a hoe. Sage Jieyin's killing intent soared to the heavens, and he wanted to go after the mastermind behind it, but the Kirin Ancestor and the others had long since vanished without a trace.

No matter how Sage Jieyin deduced or calculated, he could not figure out the identities of the Kirin Ancestor and the others, nor where they had gone.

"This is infuriating This Seat!"

Sage Jieyin could only vent his anger at the empty air, punching a hole through the void with one blow.

"Elder Brother."

A ray of light bloomed, and Sage Zhunti appeared before him, his face pale.

"Junior Brother. Are you alright?" Sage Jieyin quickly stepped forward to support Sage Zhunti.

"My Primordial Spirit is damaged. I've lost at least several hundred million years of cultivation."