Facing the Battle! Returning Ruins Draws the Fight Apart

The three traveled together, and with a single glance from Beiming, Fuxi and Nüwa immediately understood his intent.

If it came to battle, they would meet it head-on;

if not, they would make a swift escape.

Before, when competing in speed against the Space Ancestor Wizard, the three had been at a disadvantage;

but now, with the Eternal Age Hourglass, they could directly slow down all three Ancestor Wizards and seize the chance to flee—they would never catch up.

A flicker of thought passed through Nüwa's eyes, then she smiled gently, her voice clear and firm:

"Since we have come to pay our respects to Mount Buzhou, if the Ancestor Wizards propose reasonable rules, we naturally shall comply, and will not cause you any trouble."

Her expression was open and composed, with no trace of fear in her gaze.

After all, this was merely an exchange of ideas, not an offer to join the Wu Clan or serve them.

If the simplest method could resolve the current problem, there was no need to create more trouble for the future.

Seeing his younger sister state her position, Fuxi stepped forward to support her:

"In that case, we two siblings are willing to follow the Rules of Mount Buzhou and accept the Ancestor Wizards' challenge!"

"Excellent!"

Di Jiang's eyes gleamed with a hint of approval:

"Then let us see your strength!"

As his words fell, the three Ancestor Wizards stepped forward in unison, charging with a thunderous roar, the very void trembling under their immense power.

Beiming unleashed the Returning Ruins Realm Phase, rolling yin currents surging forth to envelop Di Jiang tightly, isolating him—one against one, facing the strongest Ancestor Wizard alone.

Nüwa and Fuxi flickered, each summoning their magic treasures, joining forces to meet Ru Shou and She Bi Shi.

Within the Returning Ruins.

Here, all was deep and somber, vast and boundless, an eternal silent sea devouring everything.

Di Jiang stepped inside, swept his gaze around, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes, then he laughed:

"Creating your own realm, trapping enemies with a domain... Hah, Ju Mang was right, Fellow Daoist Beiming, this move of yours is indeed interesting."

With that, Di Jiang's Space Laws surged around him;

the void suddenly shook, cracked, and ripples spread along the edges of the Returning Ruins, space growing chaotic under his control.

As the caster, Beiming immediately sensed the tremor in the Returning Ruins, his gaze turning heavy. He flipped his left hand and summoned the Xuan Yuan Controlling Water Flag.

The flag fluttered and snapped, rolling waves of water light spreading out, a water curtain surging, tides covering the land;

with the power of this Northern Flag, he stabilized the Returning Ruins.

Then, Beiming formed a hand seal with his right hand, casting the Eternal Tribulation Cold Edge;

the Wind Law responded, and countless Profound Feathers coalesced within the Returning Ruins, drifting down through the void, forming a sharp killing array that descended upon Di Jiang.

"Heh heh."

Di Jiang let out a cold laugh, his chest rumbling:

"Beiming, you must have already seen my brother Ju Mang's true form... Why not try mine!"

With that, he shook violently, blood qi surging as he transformed into his Ancestor Wizard true body.

Like a yellow sack, red as cinnabar fire, six legs and four wings, chaotic and featureless.

Di Jiang's massive true form loomed within the Returning Ruins;

as his body manifested, the surrounding space grew even more disordered, as if on the verge of being twisted apart.

Beiming's mind stirred, and the Profound Feather blades poured down, a sky full of killing intent hurtling toward Di Jiang.

"Roar—!"

Di Jiang's roar shook the heavens, spatial ripples churning as he swung his four wings, stirring the void, forming layer upon layer of spatial barriers around him.

Every Profound Feather that approached vanished the moment it touched the barriers.

Di Jiang's voice was deep and arrogant: "Beiming, if I wanted to leave the Returning Ruins, it would take some effort, true.

But attacks like these—cannot harm me, the Space Ancestor Wizard!"

Beiming's eyes turned cold, his aura suddenly rising:

"Qi Embracing Cangming!"

In an instant, the power of sea and sky answered in unison, vast as the ocean, boundless as the heavens, all converging into his palm.

Beiming raised his hand, condensing it into a single Feather Blade, razor-sharp, its cold light dazzling, cutting through the air in a swift strike.

Di Jiang snorted, his four wings vibrating, layers of spatial barriers emerging to try and block it.

But Beiming's Feather Blade slashed through, shattering barrier after barrier, driving straight toward Di Jiang's true body.

"Well struck!"

Di Jiang's fighting spirit blazed, his six legs suddenly lifting, tearing through the void with immense force, thrusting forward to clash head-on with the Feather Blade.

Every strike sent the void shuddering violently, the Returning Ruins twisting in agony.

Beiming's expression grew grave as he cast the Xuan Yuan Controlling Water Flag into the abyss beneath his feet, anchoring the Returning Ruins to keep the world from being torn apart by Di Jiang's spatial power.

At the same time, he summoned the Pure World White Lotus to protect himself; its gleaming white lotus light coalesced into a holy barrier, shrouding his form.

He swung the Feather Blade in his hand, its edge meeting Di Jiang's Ancestor Wizard flesh.

Di Jiang's physical body was far stronger than Ju Mang's.

One side boasted an indomitable physique, the other a top-grade defensive spiritual treasure.

The two clashed, blow for blow, neither yielding an inch!

Di Jiang's six legs thrust in a frenzied barrage, slamming into the Lotus Barrier and sending ripples cascading through the white lotus, yet they could never break through.

Beiming's Feather Blade was sharp, but it could only leave bloody gashes on Di Jiang's formidable body—drawing a little blood, but failing to inflict a serious wound.

In this stalemate, Beiming flipped his palm, Hong Light surging, and produced the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler. To fight an Ancestor Wizard, one needed a supreme treasure.

Di Jiang watched the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler in Beiming's hand, his gaze sharpening as he mused inwardly:

So this is the spiritual treasure Ju Mang said could wound him? Good... let me test its weight!

Without hesitation, Beiming swung the ruler down, its momentum piercing the sky.

Di Jiang snorted coldly, raised one leg, and met it head-on.

"Boom!!"

A dull, thunderous roar shook the Returning Ruins.

Di Jiang's massive frame shuddered violently, his blood qi churning as searing pain flooded his body.

He felt that one leg bone nearly shatter inch by inch.

"What a formidable spiritual treasure!"

Di Jiang growled, his voice carrying a barely suppressed note of agony, but his eyes burned even brighter:

"Fellow Daoist Beiming... from here on, it won't be so easy!"

With that, Di Jiang's body twisted, his radiance contracting as he swiftly shifted from his Ancestor Wizard true form back to his Dao Body.

Though his true form maximized his physical advantages, its massive size made him an obvious target.

If he took a few more hits from the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler here in the Returning Ruins, even if he didn't fall, it would be far from pleasant.

At this moment, Beiming stood tall, the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler in hand, his offensive posture unmatched.

Di Jiang no longer forced the issue, relying on combat wisdom instead. His form flickered through the void, employing Space Laws to change positions in an instant, desperately dodging the ruler's shadow.

Still, Beiming's Returning Ruins Realm Phase exerted a certain suppression on Di Jiang's abilities.

Though he could perform spatial shifts, he couldn't fully unleash his other spatial powers.

Breaking free would take some time to unravel.

After all, Di Jiang was merely a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, with limited comprehension of Space Laws.

And with the Xuan Yuan Controlling Water Flag bolstering it, the Returning Ruins Realm Phase was like a fish in water.

Di Jiang's eyes turned cold as he raised a hand and barked:

"Space Distortion!"

In an instant, the surrounding void shook violently, space folding layer upon layer, the scene of the Returning Ruins warping and deforming.

Beiming's eyes flashed with icy light as he swung the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler, charging straight ahead to crush the enemy.

The ruler's light spanned the cosmos, and wherever it passed, the distorting force of space was flattened inch by inch.

All tricks and cunning were utterly helpless before this supreme treasure.