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

Chapter 23 Gonggong, the Ancestral Shaman of the Northern Waters!

Zhu Rong never imagined in his life that, apart from his twelve brothers and sisters, there would be anyone who could rival him in strength!

The Wu tribe is known for its physical prowess, and its strength is even more extraordinary.

These ancestral witches had ventured out before and had even met cultivators from the primordial world.

In comparison, they are the real men; all the cultivators in the prehistoric world are sissies.

Unexpectedly, an outsider has arrived, and this outsider's power is even able to rival his own—it's simply unbelievable!

"You've got something! I won't use my supernatural powers to bully you; let me see how much strength you have!" Zhu Rong's eyes gleamed with excitement.

He had forgotten how many years it had been since he felt this way!

As an ancestral witch, his physical body was invincible, and even those ferocious beasts could not contend with him.

The only ones I can practice with are my own brothers.

At first, fighting with your own brothers was a bit of a novelty, but as time went on, everyone got to know each other and could predict each other's moves. They were all sick of fighting each other!

Now that Zhu Rong has encountered such a freak as Jiang Sheng, how could she not be excited?

"Tsk, you think you can bully me without using your supernatural powers? Heh, I should be the one saying that!" Jiang Sheng chuckled, his body showing no fluctuations of magical power, nor any magical treasures protecting him!

They relied purely on brute force and physical strength!

If he were to unleash his supernatural powers, Zhu Rong would truly be unable to withstand it.

Of course, Zhu Rong thought so too.

However, at this moment, he couldn't care less about anything else; he just had to start the fight.

"Come, come! Fight me for three thousand rounds!" Zhu Rong grinned, his beastly face contorted with savagery. The blazing white flames over his body slowly dissipated, leaving only his scarlet scales and ferocious beast head!

The true form of the Ancestral Witch can hardly be considered a supernatural power; it is at most the physical form of Zhu Rong, a battle skin.

There are definitely some enhancements, but this is his original appearance, and there's no need to deliberately make anything special!

Jiang Sheng did not dispel the blessing that Hua Xingyao had given him.

A boost to fighting spirit doesn't count as a boost.

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, the two figures flashed and stepped on the air, dodging and weaving in the air!

With each clash of fists, a terrifying explosion was heard, accompanied by a gust of wind and flying sand and stones.

If the two were fighting on the ground, this Ancestral Witch Clan territory probably wouldn't be enough for them to wreak havoc.

Even so, the raging winds and the aftershocks of their battle left the ground in a mess.

"Bear bear bear!"

In the sky, what was originally just the collision of two dark lights gradually turned into the collision of two fireballs.

The fire was not the fire created by the two using supernatural powers, but simply a flame that rose up due to friction with the air at high speed.

Clearly, neither of them paid any attention to the flames on their bodies.

Zhu Rong was originally the ancestral god of fire, the progenitor of those who played with fire.

As for Jiang Sheng, his physique is now comparable to that of an ancestral witch. Not to mention ordinary fire that arises from friction with the air, even divine fire might not be able to harm him in the slightest.

Immediately, the collision between the two fireballs became increasingly violent.

Most importantly, their speed was still increasing. At first, the two fireballs could be clearly seen, but later, all that could be seen in the sky were two extremely fast streaks of light colliding!

The speed was so fast that it was beyond comprehension.

In the blink of an eye, the two beams of light seemed to have collided hundreds of times.

"So fast, I can't see it at all!"

"As expected of Zhurong, the ancestor, he was holding back when he fought that brat Xing Yao earlier!"

"This isn't just holding back one trick; it's clearly holding back ten!"

Below, the witch clan members looked up, discussing amongst themselves, filled with emotion.

"This is no less than some supernatural speed abilities!" Fuxi and Nuwa felt it was outrageous when they saw this.

How could this be achieved using pure power alone?

This completely shattered their worldview!

Of course, it's not to say that these people have no trace of cultivation.

However, their cultivation does not involve converting spiritual energy into magical power; instead, they directly apply spiritual energy to themselves to enhance their physical strength.

Moreover, what they absorbed was not pure spiritual energy; it was mixed with malevolent energy.

Is the body being consumed by the evil spirits?

Ordinary cultivators wouldn't even want to touch baleful energy, but what about the Witch Clan? They actually created a special cultivation method for it?

Indeed, the world is vast, and all kinds of people exist there!

Well, that's not the most crucial point. As for the Witch Clan, that's just how they are.

But how did Jiang Sheng manage to do that?

That's outrageous, absolutely outrageous!

Could this be some new supernatural power that Jiang Sheng has come up with?

That doesn't make sense. Supernatural powers can be comprehended, and cultivation techniques can be comprehended, but how can one comprehend physical strength?

Even if you understand the true meaning of physical strength, it's useless if you don't cultivate, train, or improve yourself.

So, how exactly did Jiang Sheng do it?

Fuxi couldn't understand it, and neither could Nuwa.

This is outrageous; it's beyond their common sense.

"Boom boom boom!"

At high altitudes, the speed of a collision is so fast that it is difficult to detect, and it is impossible to tell who is who with the naked eye.

Jiang Sheng's fighting spirit grew stronger, and he became increasingly adept at controlling himself.

"So these are the Ancestral Witches? As expected, none of the famous beings in the primordial world are benevolent!" he thought to himself, while at the same time gaining a deeper understanding of the true meaning of power and even the terror of the battle body.

If it were the Zhu Rong in his normal state, he would have been defeated by now.

While the Ancestral Witch True Body is indeed a viable battle form, it is not what Jiang Sheng desires, nor does he wish to undergo mutation.

What he wanted was to maintain his innate Dao body while also possessing the abilities of a battle body.

It's like replacing Zhu Rong's beast head with a human head, removing the scales from Zhu Rong's body, and keeping everything else—that's the battle form he wants!

No, this can no longer be described as a battle physique; it's simply a matter of physical constitution!

Jiang Sheng was pondering the changes in his physique, and also comparing the differences between the previous Zhu Rong and the current Zhu Rong...

Ultimately, this is just Zhu Rong. To make comparisons and find the key points, we need to bring out other ancestral witches and have them compete with each other.

"Boom boom boom!"

While Jiang Sheng was pondering, he was not idle either. In the blink of an eye, he exchanged countless punches with Zhu Rong.

Fists and palms collided, legs and feet clashed!

Every punch, every kick, was accompanied by a burst of fire.

Most importantly, with the boost of his fighting spirit, Jiang Sheng's combat power is still skyrocketing.

He was multitasking, simultaneously comprehending, raging, and relentlessly bombarding Zhu Rong!

His fighting spirit surged, his mind was clear, and every move was deadly!

One Zhurong is not enough...

The more they fought, the more Jiang Sheng thought this way.

One Zhu Rong was not enough for him to understand the true meaning.

and so……

"Boom!" Suddenly, Jiang Sheng flashed and clashed punches with Zhu Rong!

Amidst the flickering firelight, Jiang Sheng could clearly see the fighting spirit ignited in Zhu Rong's eyes.

Jiang Shengxin's mind raced, and he suddenly let out a cold laugh: "Weak, too weak! Is this what an Ancestral Witch is? Not so great after all!"

"What's with the arrogance? I haven't even used the Southern Bright Fire yet!" Zhu Rong was furious and very unhappy.

"Heh, you didn't use the Southern Bright Fire, and I didn't use any immortal techniques or supernatural powers! What do you mean by the invincible physical bodies of the Ancestral Witches? Dominating the primordial world? People like you would probably fall to your deaths if you went out like that! And what about evolving from the essence of Pangu's blood? Heh, I think you bunch of Ancestral Witches evolved from Pangu's soft egg! Ancestral Witches? Heh, mere grains of sand, not even half as good as me!" Jiang Sheng mocked, directly launching into a barrage of trash talk!

Zhu Rong's face was dark, and his face turned pale with anger. He wanted to curse back and throw out trash talk to mock him.

But his mind is truly not suited for empty talk.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he could only let out a muffled snort: "I haven't lost yet! What are you being so arrogant about?"

Wrong!

That's really frustrating!

They're trash-talking, while you can only spout bland, meaningless words. Most importantly, your hand skills are about the same as theirs...

It's awful!

feeling bad!

Not only was Zhurong distressed, but the other eleven Ancestral Witches who witnessed the whole thing were also extremely distressed and frustrated!

Among the twelve ancestral witches, Zhurong had the most volatile temper, followed by Gonggong, the ancestral witch of water!

Gonggong's eyes instantly turned red as he listened to Jiang Shengbiao's trash talk during the live broadcast.

In critical moments, he could retain more rationality than Zhu Rong, but in this situation, he simply couldn't!

"boom!"

At this moment, without even saying a word, his face darkened, his body transformed into mysterious water, and in an instant, he flew out of the Pangu Temple and crashed straight into the two streams of light in the sky!

Gonggong, the ancestral sorcerer of water in the north, joins the battle!

(End of this chapter)