Primordial Chaos: I, Dijiang, will never accept this calamity!

Chapter 138 Sword Pointing at Pangu Palace

"Demon? Where's the demon? There's no demonic aura here at all!!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong weakly uttered a single sentence.

"I said there was a demon, and there is a demon here."

"Monkey, you only said one extra word, and I'll kill you as a demon!!!"

Zhu Bajie's eyes bulged out, exploding with blood red.

He stared at Sun Wukong with a terrifying look in his eyes.

"Monkey, you still have a lot to learn from your second junior brother in this matter."

"Look at how much your demeanor has improved over the years you've followed me."

"On the contrary, you monkey, no matter how I teach you, you just can't learn."

"If you disgrace your master again, then let the third brother devour you!!!"

Tang Sanzang also looked at Sun Wukong with a fierce expression.

"I've wanted to eat monkey meat for a long time."

"Thank you so much, Master! Thank you so much in advance!"

Upon hearing this, Sha Wujin, who had the skulls of Tang Sanzang's nine reincarnations hanging around his neck, drooled.

"Master, something's wrong! There's a noise!!!"

Just then, Zhu Bajie shouted.

But then the main gate of the Pangu Hall was suddenly opened.

"What's so surprising? I am awe-inspiring throughout the land."

"It's only natural that they would open the gates and surrender when we arrive!!!"

Tang Sanzang sat comfortably on the back of the little white donkey.

Seeing the gates of the Pangu Palace open, he showed no surprise, but rather a smug look in his eyes.

"You've all worked hard. Please come into the Pangu Hall and have a cup of bitter tea!"

The main hall opened, and Dijiang's voice came from inside.

"What's so good about bitter tea?"

Tang Sanzang showed no fear at the sudden sound, while Zhu Bajie looked at the Pangu Hall with a defiant expression.

"Oh, you idiot, have you misunderstood my bitter tea?!"

When Dijiang opened his mouth, the wind and clouds changed color.

"I think your blood tastes better than that bitter tea."

Faced with the sudden pressure, Zhu Bajie showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he stared intently at the Pangu Palace.

It seemed as if one could see the scene inside the main hall through their eyes.

"How dare you drink my elder brother's blood! Who do you think you are?!"

Zhu Rong, having nothing better to do, came to seek guidance from Di Jiang.

And that's what I'm seeing right now.

Zhu Rong held Di Jiang in the utmost respect.

Moreover, the Wu Clan's current achievements are all thanks to Dijiang's leadership.

Despite staying in the Pangu Palace, their strength is increasing at an exponential rate.

That's why they no longer care about battles in the primordial world.

What Zhu Rong didn't expect was that Di Jiang opened the gate to invite her, a privilege not even granted to the Lord of the Great Dao.

But right now, this deformed monster, neither human nor demon, still dares to shout outside the door.

That's utterly absurd!

"Red-haired monster, what are you yelling about? Come out here if you dare, and see how Grandpa skins you alive!!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bajie was immediately enraged.

He then began to hurl profanities at Zhu Rong.

"Waaaaah, I'm going to grind you to dust!!!"

Zhu Rong roared and charged straight out of the Pangu Palace.

"kill!!"

Seeing Zhu Rong run out, Zhu Bajie shouted loudly.

Boom!!!

The two figures clashed with a punch in mid-air.

Despite his seemingly low cultivation level, Zhu Bajie was able to match Zhu Rong's punch with equal force.

"Big brother, who are these people???"

When something unusual happened here, all the other sorcerers were also drawn over.

"The product of this great calamity must be the final celebration!!"

As Dijiang had absorbed the Great Tribulation and cultivated the power of the Great Dao, how could he not see their origins?

Their strength cannot be judged by their individual abilities, but rather by the magnitude of their influence over countless eons.

Even as ordinary mortals, they possess unparalleled power under the fourfold tribulation.

These are all things that Emperor Jiang can see, but the only thing he can't see is who is behind them.

Within the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, the Twelve Witch Saints also gained numerous benefits.

If Rahu and Tongtian could reap such rich rewards on the Great Dao of Creation, how much more so would Pangu, who gave nothing back to the Wu Clan?

Zhu Rong has now reached the realm of Dao Integration.

When the time is right, one can naturally enter the Lesser Dao realm.

Despite their combined strength, Zhu Bajie on the other side managed to fight Zhu Rong to a draw.

"Oh no! The pillar supporting Zhou Mountain is about to collapse!!!"

"Tsk tsk, this is truly bizarre. This pig demon is actually able to fight Zhu Rong to such an extent."

"Could it be that we haven't seen the Primordial World for too long, and its strength has increased to such an extent?!"

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The group of sorcerers praised the power of the spell, but their faces showed no sign of worry whatsoever.

They just felt a pang of heartache looking at the collapsed Zhou Mountain.

"From this day forward, there will be no more Zhou Mountain in the primordial world, only Buzhou Mountain!!"

Seeing this scene, Dijiang spoke.

The heavens and earth resonated with each other, and surprisingly, they responded very well.

"Oh no, we've fallen for their trap!!"

Dijiang frowned, remained silent for a long time, and then seemed to have thought of something.

His appearance was intended to change the fate of the witch clan.

But the heavens were unwilling, which led to a change in the entire primordial world.

now.

Zhou Mountain has once again become Buzhou Mountain.

Is this the turning of the wheel of history, or is it something deliberately orchestrated?

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Houtu looked at Dijiang with some confusion.

Even though Zhu Rong fought to a draw with his opponent, the Wu Clan was so powerful that even the combined forces of the three paths of heaven and earth might not be their match.

Why be afraid of the four mediocre groups in front of us?

"Houtu, go to Mount Zhou, erect the pillar of heaven once more, and repair the hole in the sky!!"

As Dijiang spoke, Tang Sanzang suddenly appeared on Mount Buzhou.

With lightning speed, in the blink of an eye, they accomplished the incredible feat of mending the sky.

"Tang Sanzang mending the sky, haha, that's truly unbelievable."

"And it's so fast!!!"

Dijiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew that someone was plotting against him.

But with my current level of understanding, who could possibly outmaneuver me?

Is this the way of Heaven?

What a joke.

"Zhurong, come back!!"

Since he wants to lure me out, I'll just have to come back.

Let's see if you're more cunning or I'm quicker to back down!

Just as Dijiang opened his mouth, Sha Wujin instantly cut off Zhurong's escape route.

He even pointed the crescent-shaped shovel at the Pangu Hall, his provocation was all too obvious.

"Heh, how dare they provoke our Witch Clan."

"That's hilarious, it's so funny!"

"Esteemed seniors, please let me have this petty scoundrel!!"

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Those years of self-cultivation in the Pangu Hall were not for nothing.

At least apart from Zhu Rong, who has a naturally fiery temper, the other sorcerers are still able to view events calmly.

Without Dijiang's orders, they dared not act rashly.

Even Xing Tian, ​​a descendant who became a saint through the laws of war, still had to ask Di Jiang for permission to fight.

"Go, twist his head off!!"

I was planning to hold out for a while, force them into the Pangu Palace, and then deal with them properly.

(End of this chapter)