Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 20: The True Form of the Ancestral Witch, the Battle Body of the Ancestral Witch?

"These witches... why do they seem a bit dim-witted?"

On the edge of the battlefield.

Jiang Sheng, Nuwa, and Fuxi have been enjoying this drama for quite some time now.

Nuwa had already complained about Zhurong countless times...

Anyone with eyes could see that the Xing Yao he was fighting was not the real Xing Yao, but he was stubborn and narrow-minded, and thought that Xing Yao had been bewitched by Jiang Sheng.

Moreover, not only Zhu Rong, but even the surrounding Wu tribe members who were watching the spectacle failed to recognize that the form was a fake form.

They're still making a fuss over there.

"Fellow Daoist's supernatural power is truly heaven-defying. The appearance is the same, the aura is the same, the supernatural power is the same, and even the spiritual treasure is the same. If we hadn't seen you manifest in your form, who would know who is who?" Fuxi exclaimed.

This wasn't the first time he had expressed such sentiments.

But every time I see it, I am still deeply shocked.

"Basic stuff, don't get carried away!" Jiang Sheng chuckled.

"Speaking of which, what if you transform into someone else's appearance and then do bad things?? Like petty theft? Framing someone?" Nuwa suddenly turned her head, blinked her big eyes, and looked at Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng: "..."

What does "petty theft" mean? Does it mean framing someone?

This is the only use you could think of for such an overpowered and invincible battle tactic?

Is this how the Great Dharma of Other Transformation is used?

Outrageous...

That's absolutely outrageous!

Also, is now the time to discuss this?

Shouldn't we be focusing on the overall battle situation now?

Jiang Sheng remained silent for a while, and finally had no choice but to force himself to turn his head and look at the battlefield.

"Tch..." Nuwa, having made a fool of herself, had no choice but to look at the battlefield as well.

"This Fire Boy is really amazing. He fought Xing Yao to a standstill with his bare hands?" Nuwa was somewhat surprised.

Jiang Sheng's lips twitched...

Isn't that backwards?

However, thinking about it, it's actually quite normal...

The terrifying fighting spirit of Xing Yao was still fresh in everyone's mind. Looking at Zhu Rong, without using the Nanming Li Fire, he was able to fight Xing Yao to a standstill with just his physical body. Wasn't that amazing?

"After all, he is one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!" Fuxi nodded in agreement.

If it were him, without using any supernatural powers or techniques, he would probably have been defeated long ago by Xing Yao's terrifying fighting spirit.

The witch clan are all monsters, with terrifyingly powerful physical bodies.

At first, I thought Xing Yao was already outrageous enough, but I didn't expect there to be something even more outrageous. Can you really withstand a spiritual treasure with your physical body?

However, this Xingyao is indeed quite something.

That fighting spirit seemed inexhaustible; as long as one's will remained unbroken and the fighting spirit surged, one's strength would increase exponentially!

Now, they're even putting pressure on Zhu Rong!

Yes!

That form was suppressing Zhu Rong.

Each move was like a gazelle leaping off a cliff, leaving no trace. The axe flashed unpredictably, each strike aimed at Zhu Rong's vital points.

In comparison, this form is more like an ancestral witch!

Of course, this is not to say that Zhu Rong was weak. Everyone knows that Zhu Rong did not use her true strength; she only used brute force throughout the entire process.

The Southern Bright Fire had long been collected by Zhu Rong.

If Zhu Rong were to use the Southern Bright Fire, the situation would be reversed instantly!

They had personally experienced the terror of the Southern Ming Fire!

"If we focus on one thing and neglect another, and if that Ancestral Witch doesn't have other methods, I'm afraid she will really be defeated by Xing Yao!" Fu Xi pondered for a moment, then spoke.

The current form of Xingyao is not the real Xingyao, but rather a form of Xingyao created by Jiang Sheng!

The battle body that Jiang Shenghua created can theoretically unleash its full potential.

Just like the Fuxi, Nuwa, and Zhunti that Jiang Sheng transformed into before.

Even Fuxi never imagined that his magical treasure could be used in such a way.

Nuwa was the same!

As Xing Yao's strength steadily increased, his aura became increasingly terrifying.

Finally, Zhu Rong couldn't take it anymore!

"That's enough!"

A loud shout echoed throughout the venue, and everyone's expression turned serious.

"You little brat, you forced me to do this!" Zhu Rong's expression turned cold and fierce, finally provoking his ferocity.

In his eyes, flames raged, and his entire body was engulfed in terrifying flames.

The fierce light in his eyes grew more and more intense, until finally it resembled that of a wild beast—fierce, savage, and filled with rage!

"Bear!"

Flames burned all around him, spreading inch by inch across his scales, until in the blink of an eye, his entire body was covered in red scales.

"roar!"

A roar like that of a wild beast suddenly rang out, and looking at Zhu Rong again, without anyone noticing, his head had turned into a beast's head, ferocious, terrifying, and extremely vicious!

"Bear, bear, bear!"

At the same time, flames began to dance wildly all over his body, some of which transformed into long snakes that passed through his earlobes. His scarlet eyes stared intently at Xing Yao, hissing as he flicked his tongue!

"Roar!"

Flames converged, resembling two ferocious fire dragons, swirling around Zhu Rong's feet and slowly lifting him up.

This is the true form of the Ancestral Witch!

"Boom!" As Zhu Rong unleashed his Ancestral Witch True Form, a terrifying aura, seemingly emanating from an ancient ferocious beast, gradually spread out!

The bloodline-based suppression made all the witches present feel ashamed.

Even his transformed form, Yao, was somewhat affected!

"Kneel down!" Zhu Rong snorted coldly, staring directly at Xing Yao!

He unleashed the terrifying suppressive power of his bloodline without restraint. Today, he would rely on his bloodline to forcibly suppress Xing Yao, so that this kid would know what a true Ancestral Witch was!

"Thump!" At this moment, accompanied by Zhu Rong's cold snort, a large number of all the Wu tribe members present knelt down.

Even though Zhu Rong was targeting him who had transformed into human form.

However, the bloodline suppression covered the entire area, and even if they didn't want to kneel, their bodies told them otherwise.

If those guys are like that, then it's impossible for him, who has transformed into a human form, to escape the mundane world!

His body gradually hunched over, his knees buckled, and he was about to kneel down!

"Indeed, the Ancestral Witch is the Ancestral Witch. No matter how heaven-defying the fighting spirit, it cannot resist the suppression of the bloodline!" Fuxi sighed, then smiled lightly, and with a wave of his hand, the Fuxi Qin landed in his hand!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The next second, the sound of the piano vibrated, the strings rang out. At first, it was melodious and gentle, but then the sound changed, becoming rapid and short.

In an instant, it felt as if I were on a battlefield, with clashing swords and galloping horses, a scene that made my blood boil!

"Whoosh!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with fierce fighting spirit. His knees, which should have bent, straightened up, and his whole body exuded an indomitable spirit!

"boom!"

His fighting spirit was boiling, and his blood was surging.

On his forehead, veins bulged, muscles bulged, and veins were like dragons, exuding a fierce aura from Xing Yao!

"cut!"

With a loud shout, Xing Yao flashed forward, wielding a giant axe, and fiercely chopped down at Zhu Rong!

"roar!"

Behind him, the hideous demon head let out a roar that shook the very soul!

Even Zhu Rong was momentarily stunned!

"Clang!"

The next second, the axe blade struck Zhu Rong in the heart!

However, when the axe blade collided with the red phosphorus, it only produced sparks!

Clearly, the defense of the Ancestral Witch's true form has reached a new level!

It was clear that it had already broken through Zhu Rong's defenses, but just as Zhu Rong transformed into the true form of the Ancestral Witch, the axe only left a white mark on the red scales on Zhu Rong's chest!

"Is this the true form of the Ancestral Witch? It's like she's become a completely different person..." Jiang Sheng stared intently at the drastically changed Zhu Rong. This battle form was far superior to any battle form he could conjure up.

This is a battle form that operates on itself!

This is the battle form of the Ancestral Witch!

fighting!

Battle Body!

Jiang Sheng's eyes flickered, as if he had realized something!

(End of this chapter)