The original Twelve Ancestral Sorcerers had fought with fist against flesh. But because of Chen Xuan, they had come to comprehend the power of their respective laws.
Thus, when the Twelve Ancestral Sorcerers fought now, they had brought their respective laws to the utmost limit. Combined with their formidable physical bodies, their combat strength had multiplied.
The two fire dragons Zhu Rong unleashed were therefore no ordinary fire dragons. They contained the powerful Law of Fire.
Taiyi did not dare be careless either. He immediately raised the Eastern Sovereign Bell to block them, while spraying a stream of Sun True Fire at Zhu Rong.
In the blink of an eye, the Sun True Fire enveloped Zhu Rong. The two fire dragons had also been shattered by the Eastern Sovereign Bell.
A smug look could not help appearing on Taiyi's face. He felt that with only one move, he had already robbed Zhu Rong of his ability to fight.
Little did he know that Zhu Rong was currently within the Sun True Fire, comprehending the Great Dao's Law of Fire. Otherwise, how could Sun True Fire possibly trap the Ancestral Sorcerer of Fire?
Seeing that Zhu Rong and Taiyi had already begun fighting, the other ten Ancestral Sorcerers moved as well. They charged straight at Dijun and Taiyi.
In an instant, Dijun and Taiyi were locked in battle with the eleven Ancestral Sorcerers. For a time, neither side could gain the upper hand.
Houtu did not even spare a glance for her brothers' battle. She was chatting with Nuwa instead, breaking into peals of laughter from time to time.
Just as the eleven Ancestral Sorcerers were battling Dijun and Taiyi, three streaks of clear light arrived at Mount Buzhou. The newcomers were none other than the Three Pure Ones, who had rushed over from Azure Lotus Island in the East Sea.
The moment the Three Pure Ones arrived at Mount Buzhou and saw the battle, Primordial Heavenly Venerable could not help frowning.
He immediately said, "They are merely two flat-feathered beasts. Do you brothers really need to go to such lengths?"
"If word of this gets out, won't the myriad races and living beings of the Primordial World think that we descendants of Pangu cannot defeat these two flat-feathered beasts?"
As soon as Primordial Heavenly Venerable spoke, Tongtian said directly, "Brothers, step aside and rest for now. Leave these two mongrel birds to me."
As he spoke, Tongtian vanished from where he stood. When he reappeared, he was already behind Taiyi.
At the same time, Tongtian swung the great hammer in his hand and smashed it directly toward Taiyi's Eastern Sovereign Bell.
Taiyi had never expected Tongtian to strike the instant he spoke. For a moment, he did not even have time to react.
But Tongtian did not care whether he had reacted or not. He brought the hammer down upon the Eastern Sovereign Bell, making it ring out with a thunderous boom that echoed through the heavens.
As Tongtian struck, Dijiang led the eleven Ancestral Sorcerers back before Laozi and Primordial Heavenly Venerable.
After all, since Tongtian had made his move, they could no longer continue attacking. Otherwise, would they not earn the disgraceful name of bullying the few with the many?
"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother is far too impatient. Is it easy for us brothers to find sparring partners? Now it's over—those two birds definitely won't serve as our sparring partners again."
The instant Dijiang said this, Laozi and Primordial Heavenly Venerable immediately understood the crux of the matter.
"No wonder the eleven of you could not defeat two flat-feathered beasts. So you were using them as sparring partners. Isn't that a bit excessive?"
Primordial Heavenly Venerable did not lower his voice as he spoke. If anything, he seemed afraid someone present might fail to hear him.
Hearing Primordial Heavenly Venerable say this, everyone present recalled the battle from earlier.
"Now that you mention it, that really was what happened. The eleven Ancestral Sorcerers always fought two against two. They never truly bullied the few with the many."
"More than two against two—sometimes it was one against two. Didn't you see that?"
"Exactly. If all twelve Ancestral Sorcerers had attacked at once, Dijun and Taiyi would probably have been plucked bald long ago."
For a time, discussions rose and fell one after another. Dijun and Taiyi's faces alternated between green and purple as they listened.
But there was nothing they could do right now. Tongtian's great hammer was no joke.
That single hammer blow alone had already shaken Taiyi until he coughed up blood.
Had Dijun not reacted swiftly, if Tongtian had followed up with another blow, Taiyi would likely have truly breathed his last.
Even so, Dijun could only use the River Chart and Luo Writing to form a powerful defense against Tongtian's attacks.
Lines of formation patterns emerged upon the River Chart and Luo Writing. Centered on Dijun and Taiyi, they had already laid down an Innate Primordial Chaos River Luo Formation.
Once the Innate Primordial Chaos River Luo Formation had been established, Tongtian's Eighty Hammers no longer had any effect. He simply put away his great hammer.
Then he stood there quietly, watching Dijun and Taiyi. It was as though he were searching for the formation's weakness, preparing to deliver a fatal strike.
Little did they know that Tongtian had already mobilized the Great Dao's Law of Formations and begun analyzing the Innate Primordial Chaos River Luo Formation.
As time passed second by second, Tongtian completely sorted out the formation patterns of the Primordial Chaos River Luo Formation.
Tongtian could not help sighing and shaking his head. "Such a fine grand formation has been wasted in your hands."
"Today, I shall let you know what a true formation is. That way, you will not set up such an unsightly formation in the future and let others mock my formation Dao as useless."
As he spoke, Tongtian took up the Green Duckweed Sword. Yet he did not use the Green Duckweed Sword in his hand to break the Primordial Chaos River Luo Formation.
Tongtian raised the Green Duckweed Sword, letting it hover quietly above his head. At the same time, his lips moved in a chant.
The next moment, countless formation patterns appeared above Tongtian's head, condensing into an enormous Green Duckweed Sword.
As the enormous Green Duckweed Sword took shape, it slowly rose. Then it shot forward and slashed directly toward the Primordial Chaos River Luo Formation.
At the same time, Tongtian did not forget to say, "Watch as I use the most ordinary sword formation to break your grand formation laid with Innate Spiritual Treasures."
The Primordial Chaos River Luo Formation had already been incomplete, and Dijun had only just comprehended it. How could it possibly withstand Tongtian's strike?
Though Tongtian had delivered only a single sword strike, it contained the Great Dao's Law of Formations.
Thus, as the Green Duckweed Sword descended, the Primordial Chaos River Luo Formation shattered. Dijun spat out a mouthful of blood, and his cultivation nearly fell below Great Luo.
If Tongtian had followed up with another sword strike now, the two future Demon Emperors would likely have perished before the Purple Cloud Palace's lecture.
Fortunately, Fuxi stepped forward and said, "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, show mercy. The Purple Cloud Palace's lecture is imminent. We must not delay important matters over such a trivial affair."
As Tongtian put away the Green Duckweed Sword, he nodded. "Today, I shall give Fellow Daoist Fuxi some face and spare these two flat-feathered beasts for the time being."
"If there is a next time, do not blame me for showing no mercy. I will make you pay the price you deserve."
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