I Will Mud Dragon Enter the Sea! Di Jiang: Ouch! My Butt!

East King Duke quickly put on the golden magic treasure, casually making the Thousand Years of Death hand gesture.

A lewd smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Hehehe... I can't wait for this magic treasure to work!"

East King Duke held the magic treasure refined by Zhao Gongming, acting as if he couldn't bear to part with it.

He also lingered, insisting on strengthening his bond with Zhao Gongming.

As the Emperor Lord of the Purple Mansion Immortal Court, he could also see the strategic value of these magic treasures.

Just then, with a rumble, a spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared.

A spatial rift was torn open out of thin air, and then the Ancestor Witch Di Jiang, bare-chested and muscular, revealed his true form.

As soon as Di Jiang appeared, before he could look around, his gaze locked onto Zhao Gongming.

His face was full of enthusiasm, and his smile even seemed a bit fawning.

"Little Zhao, Nephew Zhao, my old brother Zhao, I've been thinking, it's best to take you to the Witch Race as a guest."

"My Pangu Hall is full of good things, if you're willing to come, take whatever you want!"

"I will definitely host you well and treat you like a brother!"

Zhao Gongming was about to politely decline.

Di Jiang's gaze shifted, and he suddenly caught sight of East King Duke standing beside him.

Instantly, the smile on Di Jiang's face disappeared, replaced by an expression like he had seen a fly.

"Yo, isn't this that sucker?"

Di Jiang, with his military demeanor, spoke directly and started cursing.

"What are you still doing here, waiting for dinner?"

"Is this a place you can stay?"

"Get lost, don't delay me and old brother Zhao from bonding!"

East King Duke was in a good mood, but being cursed at like this, he was furious.

"Di Jiang, don't be too arrogant!"

"I came here specifically to apologize to Nephew Zhao Gongming, I am a distinguished guest!"

"Why are you yelling, is your voice the loudest? Does that make you special?"

Di Jiang heard this and immediately laughed, hands on his hips, looking utterly shameless.

"Heh, you don't know what's good for you, huh?"

"Believe it or not, I'll lie down one more time?"

"I'll leave you with nothing but your underwear, make you lose everything!"

If this were in the past, East King Duke would have chickened out upon hearing this.

But now...

He touched the two golden finger cots in his sleeve, and his confidence surged.

"Hmph, boasting!"

East King Duke sneered, his eyes chillingly fixed on Di Jiang's lower body.

"Believe it or not, from now on, every time you see me... you'll have to walk around holding your backside?"

"I'll show you what a broken flower and withered willow means?"

Di Jiang was confused, scratching his head.

"Holding my backside? What kind of threat is that? Are you going to sneak attack my rear?"

Seeing the two at each other's throats, the atmosphere growing more tense.

Zhao Gongming quickly stepped forward, trying to mediate with an anxious expression.

"Sirs, calm down, calm down!"

"Please stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Although he shouted this, his hands were moving very honestly.

A Top Grade Recording Stone was already raised high, finding the best shooting angle.

"Hmph, since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Di Jiang snorted coldly, reaching out to grab that broken stretcher, preparing to use his old trick.

However, East King Duke was faster than him!

"Too late, take this!"

East King Duke formed hand seals, interlocking his fingers.

Only his index and middle fingers were extended and brought together, forming that classic Thousand Years of Death hand gesture.

Next, a lewd and perverted smile appeared on his face.

A smile that could make children stop crying. He gathered his energy in his dantian and roared loudly.

"I will--"

"Mud Dragon Entering the Sea!!!"

Di Jiang stared at East King Duke, who had suddenly begun to perform a strange ritual like a shaman dancing, his face filled with confusion.

"Is East King Duke's brain malfunctioning?"

"I thought my brain was bad, but I didn't expect East King Duke to be even worse."

"What Mud Dragon Entering the Sea, what is all this?!"

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a spatial fluctuation suddenly emerged from East King Duke's fingertips.

Di Jiang, being the Space Ancestor Witch, was extremely sensitive to spatial fluctuations.

Yet, even so, it didn't pique Di Jiang's interest in defending himself.

He even wore a mocking smile and snorted twice.

"Are you out of your mind? I am the Space Ancestor Witch, Di Jiang."

"Playing with spatial divine abilities in front of me is like a clown trying to fool an expert!"

"When it comes to Space Law in the Primordial World, I am the number one person. You must have lost your mind..."

Before Di Jiang could finish speaking, he felt a chilling sensation from behind him!

An unavoidable Karma Offensive suddenly locked onto him from behind.

"Something's wrong, there's a problem!" (Imagine Brother Bao's reaction meme here, guys, post the pic)

Di Jiang realized the seriousness of the situation and just as he was about to dodge.

A dull but surprisingly crisp sound of flesh being pierced suddenly rang out.

East King Duke's figure had instantly appeared behind Di Jiang.

The golden magic treasure on his finger erupted with a sharp might that could tear through anything.

It accurately and ferociously struck Di Jiang's indescribable location.

"Ah!!!" (Imagine Tom's wail here)

A pain that spread throughout his body and shot straight to the crown of his head made Di Jiang tremble.

His already dark face instantly turned a liver color, then a purplish-red.

Instant red mist!

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Di Jiang let out an extremely piercing scream.

He shot up into the sky like a rocket, ascending a hundred zhang high.

Then.

Plop!

He heavily fell to the ground, clutching his backside tightly with both hands, curled up like a cooked shrimp.

"It hurts, it hurts so much!"

"My butt, it's split, it's split open!"

Di Jiang trembled all over, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, tears and snot flowing together. The sight was truly unbearable.

This was a Conceptual Grade critical hit, ignoring the Ancestor Witch's physical defense!

East King Duke stood in place, blew on the non-existent dust on his finger, struck an extremely arrogant pose, and sneered.

"Hmph!"

"You tried to extort me!"

"Feel good? Is this taste strong enough?"

Just then.

Space fluctuated again.

Di Jun, clad in the Golden Crow Imperial Robe, walked out with an eager expression.

"Young Friend Zhao, I've made up my mind. Let's go to the Demon Court now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Di Jun saw the bizarre scene before him.

Di Jiang, clutching his backside and wailing, was sprawled on the ground.

Beside him stood East King Duke, with an arrogant expression and a golden finger guard on his hand.

And not far away, Zhao Gongming held up a Recording Stone, watching the spectacle.

Di Jun paused for a moment, then looked at the finger guard on East King Duke's hand, which was emitting strange fluctuations, and suddenly understood.

"This... This is the East King Duke getting a magic treasure refined by Zhao Gongming!"

"And looking at Di Jiang's miserable state... this magic treasure is quite powerful!"

Just as Di Jun was analyzing the situation.

The East King Duke, who had just regained his footing and was brimming with confidence.

Suddenly turned his head, his eyes, filled with killing intent, locked onto Di Jun.

He quickly approached Di Jun, formed the familiar hand seals, and a lewd smile spread across his face.

"Yo, isn't this Di Jun?"

"You had a great time fighting just now, didn't you?"

"Come on, let this seat loosen the soil for you too!"

"You're the one called Di Jun, huh?!!"

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