The Battle Begins; Hongjun Panics

Hongjun and the other four old fellows had long since turned the battlefield into a shattered ruin in their battle with Beast Emperor Shen Ni, leaving space extremely unstable.

If one wished to use a spatial divine ability from elsewhere to arrive directly here, it would be exceedingly difficult.

Yet a spatial rift still descended!

The immense spatial fluctuations made Hongjun and the others frown.

This meant... the newcomer's attainments in space were very high!

Then, beneath their gazes, fifteen figures emerged from the spacetime rift.

At their head were three men. The Dao rhythm around them was abundant, and their Primordial Spirit fluctuations were immensely powerful. More than that, their fleshly bodies felt terrifyingly strong as well.

Behind those three followed twelve people with strange appearances.

They had no Primordial Spirit fluctuations... but the surging vitality and blood in their bodies was powerful, very powerful!

And the man who had used the spatial divine ability possessed a fleshly body no weaker than the Four Great Fierce Beasts.

"Who are you?"

Hongjun sized up the newcomers, his eyes full of vigilance.

"You must be Senior Hongjun?"

Taiqing stepped forward and asked with a smile.

Hongjun and the others all sensed a trace of familiarity from these fifteen people.

That aura seemed to be... Pangu!!!!

He was the nightmare in all four of their hearts!

"Trying to cozy up to us right from the start? You clearly mean no good."

Daoist Yang Mei stepped forward, his expression solemn.

From beginning to end, he had been observing Di Jiang...

As the Space God-Demon, only Pangu could surely suppress him in attainments in spatial divine abilities.

Yet upon seeing Di Jiang, a sense of crisis exploded within him, because he knew that if Di Jiang were given some time, his attainments in space might surpass his own.

"We are the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain."

Taiqing smiled as he introduced his second and third brothers.

Then, he introduced the Twelve Ancestral Witches one by one. "These twelve brothers of mine are the Ancestral Witches of Pangu Hall on Buzhou Mountain!

"We have come to slay the fierce beasts and restore peace to the Primordial World."

So they had indeed come for merit... Hongjun immediately changed his tune. "We are more than capable of dealing with Shen Ni. You need not interfere. Go elsewhere!"

"Brother Hongjun is right!" Cosmic Patriarch spoke in an icy tone. "Though you are not weak, you are still far from capable of dealing with Shen Ni!"

"Leave this place at once. If your lives are in danger later, we will have no hands to spare to save you!" Yin-Yang Ancestor added.

"There is no need for you all to worry!" Heaven-Connecting Sect Master wore an arrogant expression. "If we die by this beast's hand, it only means our strength is lacking. We can blame no one else."

"Fine, fine, fine! What a pack of lads who know neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth!" After speaking, Hongjun turned to Cosmic Patriarch and the others. "Everyone, since these dozen or so lads are courting death, then we cannot be blamed!

"If they insist on fighting Shen Ni, let them learn just how formidable Shen Ni is!

"We shall guard the four directions of space and not let Shen Ni escape!"

Cosmic Patriarch and the others said nothing further upon hearing this, their figures flashing swiftly.

The four old fellows each took up positions to the east, west, south, and north.

Then, with great divine abilities, the four of them sealed off this stretch of spacetime.

When the time came, neither Shen Ni nor these fifteen lads would be able to escape.

"Shen Ni, if you cannot even deal with these fifteen lads, then stop calling yourself the Beast Emperor. Change your name to Crawling Worm instead."

Hongjun, standing in the eastern position, mocked him.

At this moment, Beast Emperor Shen Ni finally gained a brief respite.

"You lot... do you really take me for some stupid fool?!!!

"Hongjun, you want to use my hand to get rid of these lads? You have been planning this for far too long!

"But these little flies truly are mere mortals!!!

"Since when... did little bugs dare challenge the majesty of the Emperor of Fierce Beasts?!!!"

Shen Ni roared, and the earth immediately trembled without end as crack after crack burst open in an instant!

"Very good!"

A smile curled across Taiqing's lips. "Brother Di Jiang, form the formation!!!

"Second Brother, Third Brother, come with me and face Shen Ni!"

"Alright!" Di Jiang answered, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches immediately spread out into position.

"Twelve Capitals Divine Baleful Formation, open!!!"

Their voices shot straight into the heavens!

Then, using their own blood as the catalyst, the Twelve Ancestral Witches traced a formation diagram tens of thousands of zhang wide in the air!

A powerful aura radiated from the formation diagram.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure swept across the entire battlefield.

"What formation is this?"

The moment Shen Ni sensed the formation's aura, terror filled his heart.

This aura actually suppressed his own!!!

The next moment, Shen Ni's massive body moved, charging toward the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

He absolutely could not allow these twelve lads to complete the formation. Otherwise, he would have no chance of survival today.

"Take my sword! Your opponent now is us!"

Heaven-Connecting Sect Master's Azure Duckweed Sword had already left its sheath.

Terrifying Sword Qi radiated from his body.

After cultivating the Nine-Turn Profound Origin Technique, he had comprehended a sword-art divine ability, which he named the Shangqing Sword Art!

In but an instant, Sword Qi filled Heaven and Earth.

Like a raging storm, the Sword Qi slashed toward Shen Ni!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sounds of metal colliding rose and fell without cease!

Shangqing's Sword Qi could not break Shen Ni's defenses, only cutting open some of his flesh!

"Get lost!"

Shen Ni was no fool. He ignored Heaven-Connecting Sect Master entirely. What could truly threaten him was that formation!

"Three Treasures Jade Ruyi!"

Yuqing activated his Dharma treasure and rushed over in support.

"Primordial Dust Whisk!"

Taiqing did not dare remain idle either, immediately unleashing a great divine ability.

The three figures moved with extreme speed, attacking Shen Ni in the blink of an eye.

Heaven-Connecting Sect Master in particular charged at the very front!

At this moment, the Azure Duckweed Sword condensed Sword Qi a hundred zhang long and chopped straight at Shen Ni's face.

"Get lost!"

Shen Ni bellowed, his powerful Sha Qi stirring the laws into a defense as he forcefully received Heaven-Connecting Sect Master's Sword Qi.

With a boom, the Sword Qi shattered, causing Shen Ni little harm.

Then Shen Ni swung a palm at Shangqing.

Boom!

Shangqing was sent flying!

"Third Brother!"

Taiqing and Yuqing shouted, immediately engaging Shen Ni.

"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, I will not die. Focus on the enemy!" Shangqing replied. He spat out a mouthful of blood and examined his injuries.

Several ribs were broken, but otherwise he was fine.

That was thanks to his cultivation of the Nine-Turn Profound Origin Technique... which had made his fleshly body incomparably powerful.

On the other side.

Hongjun, Daoist Yang Mei, Cosmic Patriarch, and Yin-Yang Ancestor were all shocked!

"That aura is... Pangu?!!!"

He stared wide-eyed at the Twelve Ancestral Witches on the battlefield, monstrous waves rising in his heart.

Pangu!

The god who had chopped down three thousand Gods and Devils as though slicing melons and vegetables!

"These twelve lads are not simple! They must have a profound connection to Pangu!"

Hongjun felt quite miserable!

Back then, Pangu had destroyed his fleshly body with a single axe strike... had he not been fortunate, he would likely have fallen long ago.

"Hongjun, what is going on? Did you not say these lads could not handle Shen Ni?! Once that formation takes shape, our merit may be snatched away."

Cosmic Patriarch was deeply displeased.

"We underestimated these lads. Stop standing there in a daze—strike together and stop them!"

Hongjun shouted, flying directly toward the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches successfully formed the formation, not only would the merit for slaying Shen Ni be lost... they might even threaten them!

Because what this formation radiated was Pangu's aura!

How terrifying was Pangu?

No one understood it better than innate Gods and Devils like Hongjun and the others!