Heavenly Dao's Furious Descent of Lightning Punishment, If Ten Thousand Daos Fail, Then One Hundred Thousand

In fact, it wasn't just these ordinary creatures of the Primordial World; at this moment, even the great powers, including the Three Pure Ones, were stunned.

Immediately after, their hearts hammered against their ribs. In that moment, they were truly terrified to the extreme.

Because, just like the ordinary creatures, they were afraid that the Witch Race and the Heavenly Dao's Hongjun would engage in an all-out war. Whether or not the Primordial World would collapse was one thing, but Mount Buzhou would undoubtedly fall!

However, on the other side, the Ancestral Witches and the billions of Witches within the Ancestral Land of the Witch Race felt as if they had just downed a glass of ice-cold soda on a sweltering summer day—refreshing to the core and soaring in spirit!

It felt damn good!

Think about it: what kind of temperament did the Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race possess?

It was a temperament of valuing righteousness over life, unyielding and unbreakable.

Although they had always known that Zhu Jiuyin's decision to have the Witch Race lie low was actually the most correct path, they also knew that this so-called "lying low" was essentially a compromise—a helpless choice made when one's strength was inferior to another's.

After all, if they could dominate the Primordial World and stand supreme over heaven and earth, who the hell would want to be trapped in their ancestral land, acting like a watchdog?

Therefore, for a long time, from the Ancestral Witches down to the billions of ordinary clansmen, everyone had been bottling up a sense of indignation.

Now, it was different. Seeing the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun knocking on their door, Zhu Jiuyin had simply flipped the table.

And since the table was flipped, not a single soul in the Witch Race was afraid. They even felt that Zhu Jiuyin had flipped it a bit too late.

"Hahaha, good! Lord Zhu Jiuyin cursed well, that's exactly how he should be cursed!"

"Exactly! What exactly has our Witch Race done to deserve being pushed step by step by you, Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao? We were already lying low, and you still came to our doorstep to kill us! If we could endure this, we might as well all commit suicide to avoid shaming Father God!"

"Right! If you have the guts, Hongjun and Heavenly Dao, break through the defenses of Pangu Hall and kill us all! Our Witch Race has never feared death—come if you dare!"

"Come and kill us! I'm standing right here, come on and kill me!"

The Witch Race had never been associated with being refined or scholarly. Now, with Zhu Jiuyin leading the way, their insults were nothing short of foul and crude!

BOOM!

The Heavenly Dao was heartless, and thus, it had no emotions.

But the Heavenly Dao was supreme, and thus, it absolutely would not permit the existence of anything that defied it.

And now, with Zhu Jiuyin's scathing rebuke and the clamoring of the Witch Race, this was no longer just a matter of defying the heavens—this was blatant blasphemy!

The moment the Heavenly Dao erupted in fury, the entire Primordial World seemed to have been hit with a pause button. An aura filled with destruction and slaughter instantly permeated heaven and earth. From the Three Pure Ones down to every blade of grass and tree, everything trembled under this pressure.

This was the wrath of the heavens!

Hongjun also exploded.

How many years had it been? Ever since he attained the Hunyuan, no creature had dared to curse him like this.

No, not just since he attained the Hunyuan; even back when he fought against Beast Emperor Shenni and Devil Ancestor Luohou, neither of them had ever insulted him in such a way.

"Damn you! You all deserve to die!"

"Even if Pangu were to be resurrected today, I would still kill you all!"

In his blind rage, Hongjun unleashed his full aura. His killing intent surged, rising to the nine heavens and shaking the netherworld below.

"Heh..." Zhu Jiuyin didn't panic; instead, he laughed—a mocking laugh.

"If Father God were really resurrected, you wouldn't be happy about it either."

After a moment of thought, Zhu Jiuyin added a note to Houtu behind him: "Houtu, take note of this: write down that Hongjun is full of hot air!"

Pfft...

At this moment, in the vast Primordial World, countless creatures couldn't help but burst into laughter.

There was no helping it; in his extreme rage, Hongjun had let out a roar that covered the entire Primordial World.

Seeing that the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun were already at his doorstep, Zhu Jiuyin had completely let go of all restraint and used his great magic power to broadcast this remark across most of the Primordial World.

Thus, with Hongjun and Zhu Jiuyin trading barbs, roughly seventy percent of the creatures in the Primordial World heard every word.

"Die!"

Hongjun let out a violent roar, preparing to strike.

But before his ultimate move could be unleashed, the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning of the Heavenly Dao rained down upon Zhu Jiuyin and the entire Ancestral Land of the Witch Race as if it were free of charge.

Pfft!

Don't misunderstand; this wasn't an Ancestral Witch or some member of the Witch Race spitting blood.

The ones spitting blood this time were those great powers who were silently watching the show, all of whom were at least at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Of course, these great powers naturally included the future Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao, including the Three Pure Ones.

"So, this is the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning of the Heavenly Dao? It is simply too terrifying. A mere trace of its lingering power was enough to injure me all the way here at Kunlun Mountain. The strength of the Heavenly Dao is truly unfathomable!"

"Is this the Heavenly Dao? It is indeed strong. I wonder if I, Tongtian, will ever have a day where I can stand above the Heavenly Dao!"

"The Heavenly Dao is heartless and supreme. With the Witch Race acting against it, I fear they won't be able to escape this tribulation!"

"Heavenly Dao above, I truly did not mean to be disrespectful! Please forgive my sins!"

"Junior brother, remember this well: even after you become a Sage in the future, you must never defy the Heavenly Dao. Look at the power of the mere aftermath of this Purple Heaven Divine Lightning; if one were to face it directly, I fear even a Sage would be in danger of falling!"

"Understood, Senior Brother, Zhun Ti understands!"

Watching the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning descend, Hongjun, who had been prepared to strike with all his might, could not help but pause.

In his view, under the bombardment of these ten thousand bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, even if Pangu Hall were a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, it would absolutely not be able to withstand it.

When all was said and done, no matter how formidable Pangu Hall was, it was merely an inanimate object without a master to control it.

Even if it could autonomously defend against external attacks, the power it could unleash was likely not even one ten-thousandth of its full potential.

BOOM!

In an instant, the ten thousand bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning poured down like a torrential rain, crashing directly onto the defensive barrier autonomously condensed by Pangu Hall, as if the Heavenly Dao had opened a giant hand formed from endless Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, intending to wipe the entire Ancestral Land of the Witch Race directly off the map of the Primordial World.

At this moment, neither the Ancestral Witches, including Zhu Jiuyin, nor the billions of the Witch Race behind them made a move.

They were not fools; how could they not understand that in the face of a full-force strike from the Heavenly Dao, any resistance or defense they offered would be like an ant trying to withstand the foot of a beast emperor—both laughable and pathetic.

Below the Sage, all are ants, but beneath the Heavenly Dao, even Sages are ants!

This attack lasted for a full half-quarter of an hour before it ceased. When the thunder dissipated, it was discovered that the defensive barrier autonomously condensed by Pangu Hall had merely rippled slightly, as if not even a scratch had been made on its surface.

"Pfft..." Zhu Jiuyin laughed again: "Is that it? You weakling, you're not much, are you!"

The Heavenly Dao did not know what a "weakling" was, but it knew that Zhu Jiuyin was provoking it.

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao was thoroughly enraged.

"If ten thousand bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning won't do, then one hundred thousand shall!"

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao began to frantically drain the origin of the entire Primordial World, evolving one hundred thousand bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning.