Primordial Era: I Am Hong Yun, Starting With a Saint Position for a Wife

No one knew that Zhurong, completely unconcerned, chuckled and pushed Xing Tian into the center of the arena.

Xing Tian immediately felt like crying but had no tears.

He had only heard the Ancestral Shamans mention that Ancestral Shaman Hou Tu had found a man named Hong Yun.

From afar, this Hong Yun looked like nothing more than a handsome young man.

He didn't have much muscle, his arms weren't thick, nor were his legs.

Aside from a very handsome face, he was completely unappealing to Xing Tian's aesthetic.

He raised his arm and looked at his own thick muscles, coiled like dragons.

Then he mumbled:

"A man should prioritize strength; what's the use of just being good-looking?"

Xing Tian wasn't so foolish as to think Hong Yun lacked strength.

After all, anyone who could return from listening to the Dao at the Purple Cloud Palace with the Ancestral Shamans must be a renowned mighty figure in the Primordial Era!

It was just that he thought Ancestral Shaman Hou Tu had found someone like Hong Yun, with a delicate physique, as her Dao Companion.

It was completely contrary to the Witch Clan's aesthetic!

So he made a small complaint.

As it turned out, Zhurong overheard this remark and insisted on pushing him onto the stage.

To spar with Hong Yun!

Xing Tian felt he was suffering undeserved misfortune, having no idea why Zhurong had set his sights on him!

Originally, back at the Purple Cloud Palace, Hong Yun had mentioned discussing the Dao after returning to the Primordial Era.

Zhurong had been eager to have a great battle with Hong Yun.

But he never found an opportunity!

He had also made an appointment to spar with Zhen Yuan Zi, but Zhen Yuan Zi disliked fighting and made excuses repeatedly.

Even when he did agree to a fight, "swish," a yellow barrier would protect him, like a turtle shell.

What fun was there in tapping a turtle shell?

Thus, Zhurong thought of having Hong Yun guide the younger generation of the clan.

And he set his sights on Xing Tian!

Xing Tian stood in the center of the arena. He had initially wanted to avoid this, but now there was no escape.

He was already on the stage!

What else was there to say?

"Fight!"

Let alone Hong Yun, within the Witch Clan, Xing Tian had never feared anyone, not even the Ancestral Shamans.

At worst, he'd get beaten up and be back on his feet in a few days.

Thinking this, his bell-like eyes widened.

His fighting spirit erupted all over his body!

The air itself seemed to prickle like needles.

His fighting spirit was so dense it was almost tangible.

It transformed into fine needle-like rays, extending and retracting around Xing Tian!

Hong Yun had just settled down when he saw Zhurong pull off this stunt.

"Coming to the Witch Clan, it's true that there's no shortage of fighting!"

Looking at Xing Tian's imposing and mighty appearance, he couldn't help but praise him inwardly.

He truly was the future "God of War"!

He dared to fight the Heavenly Emperor; even after his head was severed, he could still use his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth.

Wielding his axe and shield, he continued to fight!

Hong Yun nodded gently.

The Witch Clan revered strength and preferred straightforwardness. If he refused the challenge from the Great Shaman Xing Tian, it would negatively affect the Witch Clan's perception of him!

If he could defeat Xing Tian with a single blow, it would undoubtedly boost his reputation among the Witch Clan.

He, an outsider, had suddenly gotten together with Hou Tu.

To the Great Shamans below, he was like "half" an Ancestral Shaman.

If he couldn't win their respect, there would inevitably be friction in the future.

At this moment, Hou Tu also chuckled softly.

"Just give Xing Tian a few pointers!"

"And teach this bunch of guys not to be so lawless and arrogant!"

Hong Yun nodded to Hou Tu.

With a thought, he flashed into the center of the arena, facing Xing Tian.

Xing Tian's body moved slightly. Without a word, he cupped his fists towards Hong Yun.

Hong Yun's lips curved into a half-smile.

He felt quite pleased. After all, opportunities to bully an incomplete War God weren't common.

"Next time I go to the Purple Cloud Palace, I must tease the child-like Hao Tian!"

"If I pinch his face now, I wonder how Hao Tian will remember this moment when he sits on the Heavenly Emperor's throne?"

At this moment, Hong Yun's thoughts drifted far away.

Xing Tian didn't care if Hong Yun was spacing out. With a roar, he charged forward!

Xing Tian roared.

He brought his hands together, wielding his Gan Qi forcefully and slashing down at Hong Yun!

For the Great Shamans of the Witch Clan, it was difficult to break through to Ancestral Shaman without a fortuitous encounter.

After all, there were only twelve Ancestral Shamans!

Therefore, the strength of a Great Shaman had a huge span relative to the Immortal Dao realms, from Golden Immortal to Taiyi Realm.

At this stage, although Xing Tian couldn't command the Power of Law as instinctively as the Twelve Ancestral Witches, his axe strike drew upon the Power of Law of heaven and earth.

Instantly, it possessed the might to split mountains and cleave seas!

But the Hong Yun before him was truly like a mass of clouds.

When the axe struck, it seemed to have no force at all!

It was as if he had struck empty space.

Hong Yun's entire being dispersed into a mass of red smoke, and in an instant, he surrounded Xing Tian.

The four Laws he controlled operated simultaneously.

The four Laws of Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind were different from the mutual generation of the Five Elements.

Water was fluctuation, Fire was momentum, Wind was unobstructed!

Hong Yun, after receiving Earth from Zhen Yuan Zi and Hou Tu, had completed his understanding of Earth, which represented matter!

From then on, Hong Yun's destiny had an anchor!

With a thought from Hong Yun, the four powers of Law connected with each other, constantly cycling.

Earth generates Earth, Earth and Water generate Metal, Water generates Water, Water and Fire combine to create Wood, Fire generates Fire...

Besides the Four Symbols, the Five Elements also revolved around Xing Tian.

Xing Tian suddenly realized that he had been isolated from this world.

With an axe strike, he could no longer draw any power from heaven and earth.

Only his own flesh and blood power remained!

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

This feeling of punching cotton made Xing Tian feel so stifled he wanted to spit blood!