Primordial Era: I Am Dijiang? Absolutely No Witch Clan!
Chapter 7

Calamity

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The moment Dijiang's words fell, his brows suddenly knitted tightly. A violent palpitation struck his heart without warning.

This palpitation did not come from danger in the outside world, but from the depths of his soul—the frenzied resonance of Pangu bloodline from the same root and source!

"Big Brother, what is it?" Houtu and Xuanming keenly sensed the fluctuation in Dijiang's aura and immediately swept their wary gazes around.

"It's Zhu Rong and Zhu Jiuyin!"

Dijiang's eyes instantly turned icy. The silver Space Law in their depths gathered wildly like a storm. "Due south, near Undying Volcano. Their auras are in extreme disorder—they've run into tough opponents!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Dijiang tore forward with both hands.

Rip!

The solid space of the Primordial World was ripped apart by him like a fragile painting, revealing a pitch-black, profound spatial passage.

"Go!"

With a sweep of his sleeve, Dijiang brought Houtu and Xuanming with him as they stepped into it.

Meanwhile, in the Ten Thousand Mountains of the Southern Continent of the Primordial World, less than a hundred million li from Undying Volcano, the Phoenix Clan's headquarters.

This place had already become a fiery purgatory.

The heavens had been scorched crimson, the earth split apart, and magma erupted.

"Feels good! Come again, you old bastard!"

Zhu Rong was covered in blood, his once handsome face now filled with madness and unyielding arrogance.

His upper body was bare, and incomparably violent Southern Bright Flame burned across his skin. Every punch he threw carried the terrifying force to burn the heavens and boil the seas.

At his side, Tian Wu, the Ancestral Witch of Wind, was surrounded by Nine Heavens Astral Wind that tore apart everything.

The wind fed the flames, increasing the power of Zhu Rong's Southern Bright Flame severalfold and more.

Behind them, Zhu Jiuyin, the Ancestral Witch of Time, was pale as paper. His eyes remained fixed on the front, and every time they opened and closed, an illusory phantom of the River of Time coiled around him.

Whenever a fatal attack came from their opponents, Zhu Jiuyin endured the piercing agony in his Primordial Spirit and forcibly stirred the Time Law, briefly stopping or slowing time within that area, barely managing to save Zhu Rong and Tian Wu time and again.

Though the three of them were all Early Daluo Golden Immortals and possessed incomparably powerful bodies, they were being firmly suppressed at this moment and could only defend in wretched fashion.

Because standing opposite them were two elderly men clad in crimson feathered robes, their bodies wreathed in the terrifying pressure of Late Daluo Golden Immortals!

They were elders of the Phoenix Clan.

"Ants that do not know life from death. Your bodies are rather peculiar, to think you can withstand our Phoenix Clan's Nirvana Divine Flame head-on."

A trace of greed and ruthlessness flashed through one Phoenix Clan elder's eyes as he stared fixedly at the crystal Zhu Rong clutched tightly in his hand, radiating seven-colored rosy light.

It was a Seven-Colored Fire Li Stone condensed from the Primordial Fire Origin!

Zhu Rong and the others had traveled here and, after great difficulty, broken the restrictions within an innate formation to obtain this item. Yet the moment they emerged from the formation, they ran into these two Phoenix Clan elders who were patrolling the area.

Coveting the treasure, their opponents relied on their superior cultivation and directly attacked to seize it.

"Second Brother, stop wasting time with them. This may be the south, but there are plenty of Dragon Clan and Kirinkind spies here too. Delay breeds change. Use our origins and kill them outright. Draw out their blood essence and see exactly what sort of beings they are!"

The other Phoenix Clan elder snorted coldly, his hands forming seals at lightning speed.

Screech—!

Along with a phoenix cry that tore through the Nine Heavens, enormous pure-blooded fire phoenix phantoms that blotted out the sky emerged behind both elders.

The full power of two Late Daluos fused without reservation, transforming into a colossal flaming sword ten thousand zhang long, burning with world-destroying black flames.

"Die!"

The giant sword crashed down, sealing off every possible route of retreat through the surrounding space.

This strike was enough to instantly erase an ordinary Mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!

"We can't block it..." Tian Wu clenched his teeth, preparing to manifest his Ancestral Witch true form and fight to the death.

Blood streamed from Zhu Jiuyin's eyes as the Time Law operated beyond its limits, yet he still could not fully freeze this killing strike that surpassed him by two minor realms.

Zhu Rong burst into wild laughter. There was not a trace of fear in his eyes; instead, they overflowed with boundless madness. "You want to kill your grandpa? Even if I die, I'll smash two of your teeth to pieces!"

Just as the critical moment arrived and the three great Ancestral Witches prepared to stake their lives on one final fight.

The void above their heads suddenly twisted violently without warning.

Then, an icy voice, as though it came from the Nine Nether Abyss, pierced through the sea of flames and rang between heaven and earth:

"Who does your Phoenix Clan think it can kill?"

The voice was not loud, yet it carried an unquestionable supreme dominance.

Before the words had faded, a slender, fair hand casually reached out from the twisted void.

The hand made no flashy movements. It merely faced the descending ten-thousand-zhang flaming sword and lightly closed its five fingers.

"Space, annihilate."

Buzz—!

In an instant, the space surrounding that colossal sword, which contained the full power of two Late Daluo Phoenix Clan elders, became like a ball of paper being wildly kneaded by an invisible giant hand.

Crack, crack...

Under the ghost-stricken gazes of the two Phoenix Clan elders, the sword capable of destroying heaven and earth shattered inch by inch in midair, turning into sparks that filled the sky. Not even the slightest aftershock reached Zhu Rong and the other two!

The void split completely open.

Dijiang, dressed in azure robes with black hair cascading like a waterfall, stepped out of the void with his hands behind his back.

Houtu and Xuanming followed close behind, standing to his left and right.

"Big Brother!!"

At the sight of that familiar figure, Zhu Rong, who had already prepared himself for death, suddenly reddened around the eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Zhu Jiuyin and Tian Wu also let out long sighs of relief. As the taut strings in their hearts loosened, they nearly collapsed to the ground.

Dijiang's gaze swept over his three younger brothers, covered from head to toe in blood, and his eyes instantly turned cold to the extreme.

He turned to look at the two Phoenix Clan elders, whose faces were full of uncertainty and alarm. Bare killing intent seeped from his voice.

"My younger brothers—are they people you can touch?!"

Dijiang's voice was not loud, yet every word boomed like thunder, causing even the rolling magma below to freeze in an instant.

The two Phoenix Clan elders stared fixedly at Dijiang, who stood in the air, sensing the aura of an Early Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal around him. Their eyes flickered with uncertainty.

"Early Zenith Heaven? How is that possible!"

The effortless move that had crushed their combined attack just now was absolutely not something an Early Zenith Heaven could accomplish.

"Who are you, sir?"

One Phoenix Clan elder forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart and shouted with a fierce face but a cowardly heart, "This is Phoenix Clan territory. These three thieves stole our Phoenix Clan's supreme treasure, the Seven-Colored Fire Li Stone. Does sir intend to make an enemy of the entire Phoenix Clan for a few ants?!"

He directly invoked the Phoenix Clan as a towering mountain, attempting to use the prestige of one of the three great clans to cow his opponent.

"Stole? Thieves?"

Dijiang laughed in extreme anger, his laughter brimming with endless mockery.

"Treasure is bestowed by heaven and belongs to the virtuous. My younger brothers relied on their own abilities to break an innate formation and acquire a Spirit Treasure, but in your mouths, it has become the theft of your supreme treasure?"

Dijiang's gaze abruptly chilled. Silver Space Law leaped wildly around him, distorting even the surrounding light.

"As for making an enemy of the Phoenix Clan?"

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