Treading on a Sage's Body to Attain the Primordial Origin Realm!

Sun Star.

Di Jun and Taiyi watched Zhu Rong suppress Yuanshi Tianzun through the water mirror, and both their expressions turned exceedingly grim.

"Zhu Rong... can actually contend with a Sage?!"

Taiyi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with disbelief and deep apprehension.

He had originally thought that, having severed two corpses and wielding the Chaos Bell, he would be capable of fighting even the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But now, it seemed he had been completely mistaken!

The strength Zhu Rong displayed utterly crushed his own!

"Just how deep are the Witch Cult's reserves?!"

Di Jun drew a deep breath, a trace of despair flashing through his eyes.

If even Zhu Rong alone could contend with a Sage, then how terrifying would it be if the Twelve Ancestral Witches joined forces and even summoned the Pangu True Body?

"Looks like forcibly refining the Purple Star alone won't be enough..." Di Jun gritted his teeth as he silently calculated the gap between their respective strengths.

Western Region, Spirit Mountain.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged looks at this sight, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

"Senior Brother, there seems to be something off about Zhu Rong's strength." Zhunti swallowed, speaking with lingering fear.

"It is indeed abnormal."

Jieyin frowned. "Though he has not become a Sage, his control over the Flame Law has reached an extremely terrifying level. If we fought him one-on-one, the two of us might not necessarily be able to defeat him with certainty."

"The Witch Cult really is a tough bone to chew."

Zhunti sighed. "It seems our previous plan to sit atop the mountain and watch the tigers fight must be reconsidered."

Kunlun Mountain, Eight-Scenery Palace.

Laozi sat cross-legged upon a meditation cushion, looking toward Mount Buzhou with a strange light in his eyes.

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