Tai Yi's smile remained unchanged, and he was about to open his mouth to defend himself when another crisp yet mocking female voice chimed in.
"Explanation? Moderation? Fellow Daoist Fuxi thinks far too highly of this licking bird."
With multicolored light swirling around them, Chang Xi walked over, arm in arm with Xi He.
She still had the petite figure of a little girl, but at that moment she raised her chin, looking sideways at Tai Yi with a gaze that treated him like trash.
"Sister, look, this is the feather-brained bird who daydreams all day and goes around spreading his tail feathers. He even ran outside the Lunar Star making a racket earlier."
Her voice wasn't quiet, ensuring everyone present could hear clearly.
"Tai Yi, you listen to me carefully. My sister Xi He has a pure and tranquil nature, dislikes vulgar disturbances, and despises a frivolous wretch like you even more!"
"If you ever dare to approach the Lunar Star by half a step again, or spread any improper words..."
Cold light flashed in Chang Xi's eyes, and lunar moonlight condensed at her fingertips into a wisp of bone-chilling coldness.
"I won't mind letting you taste the feeling of being permanently sealed in the Hanyuan of the Lunar Star, just right to serve as a decoration for Sister's osmanthus tree."
Although Xi He didn't speak, her cold and aloof face clearly spelled out the two words "disgust." She gently pulled Chang Xi's arm, their posture intimate, which made certain people look on with complicated expressions.
Tai Yi's smile finally couldn't hold on any longer.
It was one thing to be lectured by Fuxi, but to be humiliated in public like this by a little girl like Chang Xi—especially right after he had just tried to "display his strength"!
"Fellow Daoist Chang Xi, why resort to harsh words?" Tai Yi forcibly suppressed his anger.
"Fellow Daoist Xi He and I have only met a few times; where is there any entangling? On the contrary, Fellow Daoist, isn't your protectiveness over your elder sister a bit too..."
"None of your damn business!"
Chang Xi interrupted him directly and rolled her eyes.
"My business with my sister—is it your turn, an outsider, to butt in? Hurry up and roll back to your Solar Star to hatch eggs!"
"Hahahaha!"
Among the surrounding onlookers, no one knew who first couldn't help laughing out loud, which immediately triggered a wave of low chuckles.
Tai Yi's expression turned a shade of green and white, while True Lord Li Huo and the others felt quite vindicated.
It seemed Tai Yi had offended quite a few people, to the point where even the two goddesses of the Lunar Star loathed him to this extent.
However, before Tai Yi could retort or Chang Xi could continue her tirade.
An even more arrogant, violent, and oppressive murderous aura shrouded the entire Coast of the East Sea without warning!
Space rippled violently like water waves.
A tall, burly figure with knotted muscles seemed to walk out from the ancient savage era, shattering the void with a single step and appearing above the crowd.
He was bare-chested, with animal skins wrapped around his lower body, his long hair unkempt, his features rugged, and as his eyes opened and closed, it was as if the sun and moon were revolving and time was flowing.
Just standing there caused the surrounding space to freeze and the laws of the universe to retreat!
"Di... Dijiang Ancestor Witch?!" someone exclaimed in shock.
The newcomer was none of other than the head of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, the Ancestor Witch of Space and Speed, Dijiang!
Dijiang didn't look at Fuxi or Chang Xi at all, nor did he pay any attention to True Lord Li Huo and the others.
His pair of pupils, which seemed capable of devouring all gazes, locked directly onto Tai Yi below, baring a mouthful of white teeth in a smile that was incomparably cold.
"I've been searching for half a day, so this is where you mangy bird has been hiding."
His voice rolled like muffled thunder, making the people's blood surge violently.
"You've got some nerve, huh? Even daring to harass my sister?"
"What?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was shocked, and even Fuxi and Chang Xi were stunned.
Harassing an Ancestor Witch? Houtu? Or Xuanming? Was this Tai Yi out of his mind?!
Tai Yi himself was also dumbfounded. "Ancestor Witch Dijiang, where is this coming from? This humble one has never..."
"Bulls***!"
Dijiang spat, his voice wave-like.
"I heard with my own ears you boasting to that wild rabbit sprite, saying things like 'Though the Ancestor Witches have terrifying true forms, after taking human form they have a unique flavor as well.'"
"'Houtu is gentle, Xuanming cold and alluring; if one could taste their favor just once...' I can't even be bothered to repeat the rest of those filthy words!"
"Dare to do it but not admit it? Bah!"
Dijiang's words were like a thunderclap, blasting everyone until they were charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
Gaze after gaze focused on Tai Yi once again, though this time the emotions within them were no longer disdain or anger.
Instead, they were thick shock, disbelief, and... a trace of bizarre admiration?
True Lord Li Huo opened his mouth wide, looked at Tai Yi, then looked at the murderous Dijiang, choked for a long time, and squeezed out a sentence:
"Fellow Daoist Tai Yi... your appetite is truly... breathtaking."
Even an Ancestor Witch he dared to fantasize about? And two at once?
You're invincible...
Chang Xi was dumbfounded as well.
Is this peer of mine so fierce?
She subconsciously hugged Xi He's arm tightly and muttered, "Sister, does this guy... have something wrong with his head?"
She pointed at her own head.
Xi He nodded in deep agreement, looking at Tai Yi as if gazing at non-recyclable chaotic trash.
Fuxi pressed a hand to his forehead, feeling that his attempt at mediation just now had been somewhat redundant.
With a madman who even dared to covet the Ancestor Witches, what reason was there left to speak of?
Tai Yi had a hundred mouths to defend himself with, and his face turned green.
Although he did indeed harbor some feelings for Houtu and Xuanming, when on earth had he ever said such things to anyone?!
That was it! It must have been that third brother of his, Qin Yuan, who was always ghosting about and spreading rumors everywhere.
That fellow was truly sent by Heavenly Dao to plot against him!
"Ancestor Witch Dijiang, this is slander! Someone is framing me!" Tai Yi cried out in urgency.
"Framing?"
Dijiang gave a grim smile and cracked his neck, producing sounds like popping beans.
"I don't give a damn if you're being framed or not! Hearing words like that just pisses me off! Extremely pissed off!"
"Just right, since all of you mangy birds are here today and I'm in a bad mood, I'll stretch my muscles!"
Before his voice faded, Dijiang moved!
No divine ability brilliance, no magic treasures summoned—he simply took a single, simple step, and space folded and compressed beneath his feet.
The next moment, his fist, which seemed capable of crushing stars, had already appeared right in front of True Lord Li Huo!
"Not good!" True Lord Li Huo only had time to summon his natal magic treasure, the True Fire Bell.
Crack!
The True Fire Bell shattered like paper mache, and True Lord Li Huo let out a miserable shriek as countless ribs shattered in his chest, turning into a streak of fire as he flew backward vomiting blood, landing goodness knows where in the East Sea.
"This isn't Great Luo level power!"
Hermit Qing Mu and the others were terrified and desperately fought for their lives.
However, in front of Dijiang, who had already stepped into the realm of a Hun Yuan Golden Immortal and whose physical body was peerless across the Prehistoric World, what difference was there between Great Luo and an ant?
Dijiang didn't even use any spatial divine abilities; relying purely on his terrifyingly peerless physical strength and speed, punches, kicks, elbows, and knees were accompanied every single time by crisp bone-cracking sounds and miserable shrieks.
Bai Xiao Sheng's Mountain and River Seal was shattered by a single punch of his.
Hermit Qing Mu's tens of thousands of spiritual roots were trampled into pieces by a single kick.
The other cultivators who came to help were like fallen leaves in a violent gale, scattering and flying apart. In an instant, the group that had just been imposing a moment ago was sprawled crookedly across the ground, howling without stop.
Fuxi's brows furrowed deeply, the Eight Trigrams Array Diagram protecting his body as he did not intervene, merely watching Dijiang with a grave expression.
The opponent had actually broken through to the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal realm?
The other Ancestor Witches would probably break through before long as well... By then, the Prehistoric World would truly be dictated by the Witch Clan.
Chang Xi also pulled Xi He far back, her little face filled with shock.
She clung to Xi He every day, and the rewards she gained could certainly support her in breaking through to the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal realm.
However, she had exchanged all of them for various spiritual treasures to protect her sister Xi He.
Moreover, breaking through to the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal realm at this point in time would likely draw the attention of Heavenly Dao and arouse Xi He's suspicion.
Yet now the Ancestor Witches had already begun breaking through to the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal realm...
No, after she went back this time, she had to frantically pile up cultivation rewards!
In short order, Dijiang resolved most of the Prehistoric Great Powers present, though none of them were dealt fatal blows.
Following that, his gaze fell upon Tai Yi, the only one still standing in the arena.
Tai Yi's entire body was engulfed in blazing golden flames to the extreme, the Chaos Bell floating above his head, his expression incomparably unsightly.
He had yet to break through to Quasi-Sage; against Dijiang, he stood absolutely no chance of winning.
But running away—such a disgraceful thing for a transmigrator—was something he would never do!
With so many Prehistoric female immortals present, if he really ran away, how was he going to pursue them in the future?