"Your turn, you mangy bird." Dijiang rolled his wrists and bared his white teeth.
"Like I'd be afraid of you!"
Dijiang's bug-like gaze had thoroughly enraged Tai Yi.
He was a Transmigrator, after all, and would one day become the Demon Clan's Demon Emperor. How dare some native look down on him?
Today, I'll prove that I, Tai Yi, can defeat a Hun Yuan Golden Immortal as a Great Luo—and lay the foundation for my path to invincibility!
Once my name as the Demon Emperor spreads, I won't have to worry about finding Female Immortals!
"Dijiang, face your death!"
Tai Yi roared. Solar True Fire blazed around him, and he seemed to transform into a genuine blazing sun.
The Chaos Bell above his head rang out with a thunderous boom. Its ancient form swelled in an instant, releasing billions of streams of Chaos energy that enveloped him in a firm shield.
Wherever its chime reached, space froze and raging energy stilled. The bell displayed the supreme majesty of an Open Heaven treasure that suppressed Hongmeng.
A flicker of surprise crossed Dijiang's eyes, swiftly replaced by even fiercer battle intent.
"Perfect! Let's see whether this Open Heaven treasure can protect you and all those feathers!"
Before the words had even left his mouth, Dijiang's seemingly slow punch—actually so fast it surpassed the understanding of Space-Time—crashed into the curtain of Chaos energy hanging from the bell!
BONG—!!!
An indescribable boom erupted.
It was as if two vast Chaos worlds had collided!
Centered on the impact, space shattered inch by inch like glass, revealing the raging forces of earth, fire, water, and wind beyond.
A terrifying shock wave swept outward in a ring. Countless immortal islands and sacred mountains along the Coast of the East Sea were instantly reduced to dust, and an area of sea spanning over a hundred million light-years was vaporized, unleashing an apocalyptic tsunami!
"Pfft—!"
Tai Yi spat out a mouthful of blood wreathed in golden flames, his face turning deathly pale.
He felt as if an entire Buzhou Mountain had crashed down on him. His internal organs shifted and ruptured.
His Primordial Spirit shuddered violently, and his connection to the Chaos Bell nearly broke.
The curtain of Chaos energy hanging from the bell shook violently, flickering in and out. Dijiang's punch had actually caved in a large section of it!
"Not done yet!"
Dijiang roared with laughter, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
The full might of his Ancestral Witch true form erupted. He was no longer human, but had transformed into the shadow of a Chaos god-demon, striding across Space-Time with his head brushing the heavens.
He used no flashy divine arts, only the most primal, most brutal force, combined with his terrifying mastery of the Great Dao of Space.
His second punch followed the folds and rifts in space, striking again from an impossible angle!
CLANG—!!
The Chaos Bell wailed. Tai Yi coughed up another mouthful of blood. The golden flames around him dimmed, and his aura plummeted.
He realized in terror that Dijiang's power seemed endless.
And each punch was heavier than the last, as if Dijiang were using him as an anvil to temper his own body and battle spirit!
"Why is the gap in strength so huge..."
Tai Yi couldn't understand it.
In the novels he'd read, the protagonists made defeating Hun Yuan Golden Immortals as Great Luos in the Early Grand Unity stage look as easy as drinking water.
Why wasn't it working that way for him?
Tai Yi's body kept repairing itself. Great Luos were deathless and indestructible; even if he fell now, he could return during an immeasurable Measure Calamity.
But would he still be himself then?
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At last, uncontrollable fear surged in Tai Yi's heart.
The Chaos Bell was indeed a supreme defensive treasure, but activating it required an enormous amount of magical power and a powerful Primordial Spirit to support it.
He was only at Grand Unity Perfection, while Dijiang was already a Hun Yuan Golden Immortal. They were a whole level apart in both life essence and the very nature of their power!
A few more punches, and he would be dead!
"System! System, help me!" Tai Yi screamed frantically in his mind.
"Ding! The host is in mortal danger. Vital signs are rapidly declining!"
"Based on the host's Many Sons, Much Fortune potential assessment, a reward may be advanced: one-use [Random Teleportation Talisman]!"
"Upon use, the host will be randomly teleported to any location in the current world. Cooldown period unknown."
"Within ten yuanhui, the host must produce ten offspring with bloodlines no lower than those of innate lifeforms as repayment. Otherwise, the host's essence and soul will be forcibly collected!"
"Advance the reward?"
The system's cold, urgent prompt rang out.
"Advance it! Use it now!" Tai Yi couldn't care less about the price. He had to stay alive to have a future!
"Reward advanced. Teleportation talisman activating... 3... 2..."
Dijiang's third punch came crashing down, carrying the terrifying power to shatter vast worlds and reshape the forces of earth and fire.
The surrounding space turned completely into Chaos, and even time seemed to freeze, sealing off every escape route Tai Yi had.
Before the fist even reached him, its pure destructive will nearly crushed Tai Yi's Primordial Spirit!
"Teleport!"
At the critical moment, a talisman suddenly appeared in Tai Yi's hand, covered in countless mysterious runes and seemingly woven from starlight.
The talisman burst into flame without a breeze.
A silvery radiance, transcending the current laws of space in the Prehistoric World and so profound it defied comprehension, instantly enveloped Tai Yi.
Dijiang's punch, powerful enough to kill an ordinary quasi-sage, passed straight through the silver light as if striking empty air. It blasted a colossal black hole into the endless void behind it, one that refused to close.
With a flash of silver, Tai Yi and the dimmed Chaos Bell vanished without a trace.
Not a wisp of aura or a trace of karma remained.
Dijiang withdrew his fist and stood amid the turbulent void. His brow furrowed as he carefully sensed his surroundings for a moment, but found nothing.
Tai Yi was clearly only at Grand Unity Perfection, yet he'd escaped right under the nose of a Hun Yuan Golden Immortal like Dijiang. It left him deeply perplexed.
He looked up at the sky, then realized something.
It must have been the Heavenly Dao. Chen Tian told me that the Heavenly Dao has always been hostile to our Witch Clan.
Dijiang clicked his tongue in annoyance and looked down at the wreckage along the Coast of the East Sea and the survivors still trembling with fear.
Fuxi wore a grim expression. The Eight Trigrams Array Diagram rotated slowly as he divined the secrets of heaven, but all he saw was a thick fog.
Xi He's small mouth hung open. After a long while, she murmured, "What kind of talisman was that? Even Dijiang couldn't stop it..."
Chang Xi pursed her lips. She knew perfectly well, even if the others didn't: Tai Yi's system had definitely intervened.
In the distance, True Lord Li Huo and the others—lucky enough to escape Dijiang's direct attention and suffer only the shock waves—struggled to their feet.
They looked at the spot where Tai Yi had vanished, then at Dijiang, whose killing intent had yet to fade. Every one of them was ashen-faced.
That was some spectacle... We nearly lost our lives watching it.
Dijiang seemed to have lost interest. He glanced down and snorted.
"Looks like that mangy bird got lucky. You lot..."
His gaze swept over Fuxi and the others, lingering especially on Chang Xi and Xi He. He seemed to remember something, but in the end, made no further move.
"Get lost. You're in the way."
With that, he stepped forward and merged into space, disappearing from sight. The survivors, having narrowly escaped disaster, stared at one another, still shaken.
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