Ancestor Witches Gather, Things Have Gotten Out of Hand

Zhu Rong's expression froze. He had already mastered the Southern Bright Li Fire to an exceptional degree.

Was this guy a freak?

He could actually interfere with my control over the Southern Bright Li Fire!

Zhu Rong stared at Ye Jun without a word, his hands clenched tightly.

How could he, the dignified Ancestor Witch of Fire, be defeated so easily!

With a thought, the Southern Bright Li Fire around him reignited. The Southern Bright Li Fire was one of the most powerful flames in the Primordial World.

Zhu Rong went all out at this moment, and all the Southern Bright Li Fire in the sky enveloped Ye Jun. A fire dragon soared into the sky, rising straight up!

The flames spread for thousands of miles. The fire dragon, formed by this divine ability, stared at Ye Jun with cold eyes, as if looking at a corpse without emotion.

The Taotie was now completely subdued. What kind of sin had it committed? Not only was it treated as a mount, but it also had to endure this nerve-wracking life every day.

There was no justice!

Meanwhile, Ye Jun was also filled with fighting spirit. The Witch Clan had always been among the strongest in the entire Primordial World.

"Good!" Ye Jun let out a low roar, and the God-Slaying Spear instantly appeared in his hand.

Ye Jun's figure flickered, and he appeared before the fire dragon.

He stood facing the fire dragon, holding the God-Slaying Spear.

"I, this humble Daoist, have long heard that the Witch Clan's Ancestor Witch of Fire has mastered the Southern Bright Li Fire to the realm of perfection. Seeing it today, it is indeed impressive!" Ye Jun said slowly.

Zhu Rong completely ignored Ye Jun's words. With a sudden lift of his hand, the fire dragon in the sky let out a roar.

It charged directly at Ye Jun. The smile on Ye Jun's face never diminished.

Ye Jun had one more thing to say but didn't intend to.

It was just Zhu Rong. No matter how well he controlled the Southern Bright Li Fire, he was still just a mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

Ye Jun let out a low roar, and the God-Slaying Spear in his hand shot out like a dragon, followed by a torrent of killing intent. Above the nine heavens, within the Milky Way, everything turned black and red.

The sky-obscuring fire dragon began to retreat the moment it encountered the spear's radiance. In a moment, all the Southern Bright Li Fire disappeared!

The God-Slaying Spear was then inserted into the air, standing silently.

"How is this possible?" Zhu Rong exclaimed. His Southern Bright Li Fire had been broken just like that?

Impossible!

Zhu Rong's face was full of disbelief. Sparks flew from his hands again!

Ye Jun gave Zhu Rong no chance. His figure flickered, and he grabbed the God-Slaying Spear, appearing directly in front of Zhu Rong.

Ye Jun sneered, using the God-Slaying Spear as a staff, and swung it towards Zhu Rong's beast head.

This strike sent Zhu Rong flying for thousands of miles. Ye Jun had no intention of letting Zhu Rong go. His figure flickered again, and the God-Slaying Spear was swung out once more.

"You..." Before Zhu Rong could utter a word after getting up, another spear strike landed on his head.

After several such exchanges, Zhu Rong barely managed to escape this inhumane treatment.

"Daoist Friend Zhu Rong, do you have any pointers?" Ye Jun looked at Zhu Rong with cold eyes.

This guy had repeatedly tested his limits. Today, he had to teach him a good lesson.

"Good, good, good. I underestimated you, but we, the Witch Clan, never admit defeat!" Zhu Rong roared, and suddenly his entire body radiated a wild aura.

The wild aura intensified. Seeing this, Ye Jun muttered to himself, "Ancestor Witch True Body?"

A moment later, Zhu Rong had transformed into a giant flame humanoid thousands of feet tall, staring down at Ye Jun.

The flame giant was enveloped in Southern Bright Li Fire, and a giant halo of flame, formed from Southern Bright Li Fire, floated behind Zhu Rong's head.

"Die!" Zhu Rong roared, and a fist as large as a mountain smashed down directly at Ye Jun, wreathed in Southern Bright Li Fire!

The Taotie saw this and closed its two bell-like eyes.

So tragic!

Would his cheap master be smashed to death by this single punch!

Ye Jun snorted coldly. His long sleeves instantly billowed, and spiritual energy surged wildly around him. He also threw out a punch!

The two fists collided!

Instantly, dust and wind rose, space shattered, and the Milky Way flowed backward!

When the dust and wind subsided, Ye Jun braced himself with one hand on the ground to stabilize his figure. He looked up to see that Zhu Rong was still in his flame giant form.

However, his aura was weak, and his spiritual energy was less than two-tenths of its original strength!

Ye Jun took a moment to recover before standing up and patting his long sleeves, slowly saying, "Zhu Rong, can you still fight?"

Flames churned in Zhu Rong's mouth. He really hadn't expected that even his Ancestor Witch True Body couldn't blast Ye Jun away.

Instead, a surging killing intent filled his body. At this moment, Zhu Rong felt as if he had been thrown into a furnace, and it was unbearable!

Fight what!

Even for a hot-tempered guy like Zhu Rong, he was now completely subdued by Ye Jun.

Can't argue with that!

Zhu Rong himself was bruised and swollen at the moment. If they kept fighting, he'd likely be done for.

Seeing that Zhu Rong, who had been so fiery moments ago, was now silent, Ye Jun finally broke into a smile.

He then appeared on the Taotie, waved his large sleeve, and shattered the Southern Bright Li Fire chains around the Taotie.

Freed from its restraints, the Taotie lunged directly at Ye Jun, crying with a snotty, tearful voice, "Master, Little Seven has suffered too much!"

Ye Jun looked at the ancient fierce beast with disdain and slowly said, "Go on, get out of here!"

The Taotie clung tightly to Ye Jun, refusing to let go. Ye Jun simply kicked the guy away.

Zhu Rong had also shed his Ancestor Witch true form and watched Ye Jun with an unpredictable expression.

Just as Ye Jun was about to say something, ten powerful presences suddenly appeared in his Divine Sense.

Immediately, ten figures appeared before their eyes. Ye Jun frowned. All twelve Ancestor Witches of the Witch Clan had come, except for Di Jiang.

What was going on now?

The Taotie, who had been crying moments ago, suddenly changed its expression and hid behind Ye Jun.

"Master, these guys are coming on strong, they're not easy to deal with!" the Taotie said.

"You don't say!" Ye Jun said in a low voice. The moment these ten people appeared, he felt a killing intent.

Then he saw an acquaintance.

"Ye Jun! It's you again!" Houtu directly drew her slender sword and pointed it at Ye Jun.

"Isn't it just your humble Daoist? Fate brings us together across a thousand miles. It seems this Daoist and Daoist Friend Houtu are quite destined," Ye Jun said with a smile.

Houtu glared at the scoundrel with a dark expression and said no more. However, Ye Jun knew that if she had the chance, this woman would definitely stab him the first moment she got.

She really held a grudge!