Battle Against Dijun and Taiyi

Di Jiang said calmly:

"Hand it over! I'll spare your life!"

Before Mosquito Daoist could speak,

Dijun glared furiously and shouted, "Di Jiang, how dare you!"

After saying that, he spoke again. "Second Brother, attack!"

Taiyi nodded, then let out a long howl and activated the Chaos Bell.

At once, a series of ringing chimes sounded.

Endless bell chimes instantly filled an area spanning countless miles.

The sound of the bell spread outward.

The living beings within the Endless Marsh had their life force instantly obliterated by the bell chimes, dying completely!

Even the aftermath was so terrifying.

Not to mention Di Jiang, who was directly under attack.

At the same time, Dijun let out a long howl. Brilliant light burst from above his head as the River Chart and Luo Script slowly emerged.

Countless phantom stars flew from the chart, transforming into dazzling meteors that crashed toward Di Jiang with piercing whistles through the air.

Mosquito Daoist was terrified at the sight.

"Perfect!"

Di Jiang sneered, then waved out streams of spatial power, shielding Mosquito Daoist behind him.

Immediately afterward, his figure blurred, and he vanished from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already above the Endless Marsh.

The four wings behind Di Jiang suddenly spread wide. Ripples like water spread through the space around him as space twisted violently, and countless transparent Spatial Blades condensed into being.

Dim, icy light flickered across the blades, while tiny spatial cracks could be seen along their edges.

With a sweep of his wings, the Spatial Blades shot toward Dijun and Taiyi like a torrential downpour.

At once, sharp tearing sounds rang without end.

The Spatial Blades shredded Dijun's phantom stars and extinguished Taiyi's endless bell chimes.

When they sensed Di Jiang's aura, disbelief filled their eyes.

Ten million miles from the Endless Marsh.

Two figures were speeding through the air.

One had broad shoulders and a sturdy back, with the Primordial Eight Trigrams above his head as he continuously searched for something.

The other had a graceful figure and always wore a faint smile.

At this moment,

the broad-shouldered man spoke with a smile.

"Little Sister!"

"We've been traveling for so long!"

"It's about time we returned to Kunlun Mound and continued cultivating."

The Innate Divine Saint addressed as Little Sister smiled and nodded.

"Then I shall follow Elder Brother's wishes!"

"However, there is one thing I do not understand."

The man smiled. "Little Sister, feel free to speak!"

The woman continued.

"Elder Brother!"

"Fellow Daoist Dijun wishes to invite us siblings to join his Demon Court."

"It is certainly a good thing! Yet I always feel that something is not quite right."

From their conversation, their identities were obvious.

The man was Fuxi.

The woman was Nuwa.

Ever since Hongjun's first sermon at Zixiao Palace,

they had traveled throughout the Primordial World.

During that time, they had also received Dijun's invitation to join the Demon Court.

They had not agreed so quickly back then.

They had merely said they would consider it.

Fuxi said with a smile,

"Little Sister, there is no need to dwell on it!"

"When the boat reaches the bridge, it will straighten itself out."

Nuwa knitted her lovely brows, just about to speak.

Suddenly, she sensed something. Looking northwest, she said,

"Elder Brother! The spiritual currents of heaven and earth are fluctuating!"

"Could a spirit treasure be coming into existence?"

Fuxi decisively said, "Let us go take a look!"

Nuwa nodded.

Then, the two swiftly headed toward the source of the sensation.

Netherworld Blood Sea.

Above the blood sea, which stretched billions of miles wide.

Ming He, his blood-red hair flowing, sat cross-legged above the sea, absorbing endless blood qi and baleful qi. His aura grew increasingly vast and powerful.

At that moment, Ming He suddenly opened his eyes. His blood-colored gaze turned southeast, his brows furrowing as he slowly said,

"The spiritual currents of heaven and earth are fluctuating!"

"Primordial qi is responding intensely!"

"Could an Innate Spirit Treasure be coming into existence?"

"Let's take a look!"

Immediately afterward, Ming He summoned Yuantu and Abi, his two companion spirit treasures. His body transformed into a streak of blood-colored light as he sped toward the source of the sensation.

At this moment,

when Dijun and Taiyi sensed Di Jiang's aura, horrified expressions appeared on their faces.

Di Jiang's aura far surpassed the level of a Great Firmament Golden Immortal.

Moreover, a faint pressure bore directly down upon their minds.

They had only ever sensed such pressure from Sage Hongjun.

Sage Hongjun had already become a Sage.

Then Di Jiang possessed this faint pressure.

Did that not mean Di Jiang had already broken through to the Quasi-Sage realm Hongjun had spoken of?

Both of them were quick-witted.

They instantly reached that conclusion!

Taiyi shouted sharply,

"You! You! You broke through to the Quasi-Sage realm?"

Dijun's mind trembled even more.

Di Jiang snorted coldly, too lazy to waste words on them.

The illusory four wings behind him trembled, and immeasurable Spatial Blades carrying terrifying pressure directly destroyed their attacks.

The Spatial Blades churned the void, causing ripples to spread through space as though they were about to slice space itself apart.

The powerful attack fell upon them in an instant.

Dijun cried out miserably as golden blood sprayed forth. He plummeted straight downward, while the River Chart and Luo Script above his head returned to his sea of consciousness.

"Big Brother!"

Taiyi shouted in alarm, but immeasurable Spatial Blades soon fell upon him as well. He tried to activate the Chaos Bell to resist.

But the Spatial Blades were too fast. He could not react at all.

With a thunderous boom, he crashed to the ground.

Only the Chaos Bell remained, spinning continuously through the air.

"Second Brother!"

Dijun looked at Taiyi and shouted anxiously.

The two had suffered severe injuries in an instant.

To the southeast, Ming He, who had arrived long ago, saw this. His pupils immediately contracted to pinpoints as he looked at Di Jiang in the sky, his heart filled with wariness and shock.

"This Di Jiang! Has he already broken through to the Quasi-Sage realm?"

A tempest of shock rose in Ming He's heart as he thought this.

He could not understand it.

Had Hongjun not yet explained how to break through to the Quasi-Sage realm?

How had Di Jiang broken through already?

Could it be that Hongjun had given Di Jiang special guidance?

To the southwest, Fuxi and Nuwa, who had likewise arrived long ago, exchanged a glance. Both saw disbelief in the other's eyes.

They had both sensed Di Jiang's aura.

They immediately understood.

Di Jiang had most likely already broken through to the Quasi-Sage realm.

Interestingly,

whether it was Ming He or Fuxi and Nuwa, all of them had sensed wrongly, believing that Di Jiang had broken through to the Quasi-Sage realm Hongjun had mentioned.

At this moment,

Nuwa sent Fuxi a voice transmission.

"Elder Brother! Is that Dijun, the one who wanted to invite us into the Demon Court?"

Fuxi's expression was complicated as he replied by voice transmission, "That's right!"

Nuwa continued,

"Elder Brother!"

"Dijun cannot even handle Ancestral Witch Di Jiang. If we rashly join them, would we not offend the Ancestral Witches?"

"With just the two of us siblings, can we deal with Ancestral Witch Di Jiang?"

Nuwa's blunt words left Fuxi wanting to speak but stopping himself.

In truth, he had been inclined to join the Demon Court. Fuxi cultivated the Primordial Eight Trigrams Great Dao and excelled at strategy; joining a faction was the best choice!

But now, it seemed that joining was not necessarily the best option.