Zhu Rong's expression stiffened. He had already achieved tremendous mastery over Southern Bright Li Fire.
Was this guy some kind of freak?
He could actually interfere with Zhu Rong's control over Southern Bright Li Fire!
Zhu Rong stared at Ye Jun without a word, his hands clenched tightly.
He was the mighty Fire Ancestor Witch. How could he be defeated so easily?
With a thought, Southern Bright Li Fire surged up around them once more. It was, after all, one of the most powerful flames in the Primordial World.
Now Zhu Rong was giving it everything he had. Southern Bright Li Fire filled the sky and swept toward Ye Jun, as a fire dragon shot upward, soaring into the heavens!
The flames spread for thousands of miles. The enormous dragon, formed from the flames, fixed its cold gaze on Ye Jun, as mercilessly as if it were looking at a corpse.
Taotie had completely settled down by now. What kind of bad karma had he racked up? Not only had he been made into a mount, he also had to live every day on tenterhooks.
It just wasn't fair!
As for Ye Jun, his fighting spirit was ablaze. The Witch Clan had always been among the most powerful warriors in the entire Primordial World.
"Good! Come at me!" Ye Jun barked. The God-Slaying Spear appeared in his hand in an instant.
Ye Jun blurred, appearing right before the fire dragon.
He stood facing it, the God-Slaying Spear in hand.
"I've long heard that the Witch Clan's Fire Ancestor Witch has mastered Southern Bright Li Fire to perfection. Seeing it for myself today, I can say the rumors are true!" Ye Jun said slowly.
Zhu Rong paid no heed to Ye Jun's words. He suddenly raised a hand, and the fire dragon in the sky let out a roar.
It charged straight at Ye Jun, whose smile never faded.
There was one more thing Ye Jun hadn't said—and had no intention of saying.
Zhu Rong was just one person. No matter how well he controlled Southern Bright Li Fire, he was still only a mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal!
Ye Jun barked and thrust out the God-Slaying Spear, its tip moving like a dragon. A torrent of baleful energy followed in its wake. The heavens and the starry river alike turned black and red.
The moment the sky-covering fire dragon met the spear's radiance, it began to retreat, inch by inch. In an instant, the Southern Bright Li Fire filling the sky vanished without a trace!
The God-Slaying Spear hung motionless in the air.
"How is that possible?" Zhu Rong cried out. His Southern Bright Li Fire had been broken just like that?
Impossible!
Zhu Rong's face was full of disbelief. Sparks of fire rose in his hand once more!
Ye Jun gave him no chance. He blurred, gripped the God-Slaying Spear, and appeared right in front of Zhu Rong.
Ye Jun sneered, wielding the spear like a staff as he swung it at Zhu Rong's beastly head.
The blow sent Zhu Rong flying thousands of miles. Ye Jun had no intention of letting him off. He blurred again and swung the God-Slaying Spear once more.
"You..." Zhu Rong had just gotten to his feet and hadn't even managed to speak when another blow landed on his head.
It took several rounds of this before Zhu Rong finally managed to escape such inhuman treatment.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu Rong, do you have any instructions?" Ye Jun asked, his eyes cold as he looked at him.
This guy had challenged his limits time and again. Today, he needed to teach him a proper lesson.
"Fine, fine, fine! I underestimated you. But our Witch Clan never admits defeat!" Zhu Rong roared. Suddenly, Savage Qi radiated from his entire body.
The Savage Qi grew more and more intense. Seeing this, Ye Jun thought to himself, Is that his Ancestor Witch True Body?
In a moment, Zhu Rong had transformed into a fire giant thousands of feet tall, glaring down at Ye Jun.
Southern Bright Li Fire wreathed the giant's entire body, while a huge wheel of flame formed from Southern Bright Li Fire floated behind Zhu Rong's head.
"Die!" Zhu Rong barked. A fist as huge as a mountain came crashing toward Ye Jun, wreathed in Southern Bright Li Fire!
At the sight, Taotie squeezed his huge, bell-like eyes shut.
This was terrible!
Would his new master be killed by that punch?
Ye Jun snorted. His long sleeves billowed as spiritual power surged wildly around him. He, too, threw a punch!
Their fists collided!
Dust and wind whipped up. Space shattered, and the starry river ran backward!
When the dust settled, Ye Jun had one hand on the ground to steady himself. Zhu Rong was still in his fire giant form.
But his aura had weakened, and less than two-tenths of his spiritual power remained!
Ye Jun took a moment to recover, then stood and dusted off his sleeves. "Zhu Rong, can you still fight?"
Flames flickered in Zhu Rong's mouth. He truly hadn't expected that even with his Ancestor Witch True Body, he still wouldn't be able to knock Ye Jun flying.
Instead, baleful energy churned inside him. Zhu Rong felt as if he'd been thrown into a furnace. It was no pleasant experience!
What was the point of fighting now?
Even someone as hot-tempered as Zhu Rong had been thoroughly beaten into submission by Ye Jun.
There was no denying it!
Zhu Rong was already sporting a bruised and swollen face. If they kept fighting, he'd probably end up dead.
Seeing how the once fiery-tempered Zhu Rong now stood silently, Ye Jun finally smiled.
In a flash, he appeared atop Taotie. With a wave of his sleeve, Ye Jun shattered the Southern Bright Li Fire chains around Taotie.
Freed from his restraints, Taotie immediately lunged at Ye Jun, wailing through his tears. "Master! Little Seven has suffered so much!"
Ye Jun looked at the ancient ferocious beast with distaste. "Shoo, shoo! Get out of here!"
Taotie clung tightly to Ye Jun, refusing to let go. Ye Jun simply kicked him away.
Zhu Rong had also left his Ancestor Witch True Body behind. He watched Ye Jun, his expression shifting unpredictably.
Just as Ye Jun was about to speak, ten powerful auras suddenly appeared in his divine sense.
Then ten figures appeared before them. Ye Jun frowned. All but Di Jiang among the Witch Clan's twelve Ancestor Witches had come.
What was this about?
Taotie, who had been sobbing just moments ago, suddenly changed his expression and hid behind Ye Jun.
"Master, these guys look like they mean business. They won't be easy to deal with!" Taotie said.
"You don't have to tell me!" Ye Jun replied quietly. The moment they appeared, he had sensed their killing intent.
Then he spotted a familiar face.
"Ye Jun! You again!" Houtu drew her slender sword and pointed it at him.
"Who else could it be? We've met across a thousand miles. It seems you and I are quite fated, Fellow Daoist Houtu," Ye Jun said with a smile.
Houtu glared at the lecher, her face livid, and said nothing. But Ye Jun knew that if she got the chance, that woman would stab him without hesitation.
She really held a grudge!
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