Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 142 Reversing Cause and Effect, Donghua's Assistance in the Battle

These were merely appetizers. Seeing Zhunti surrounded by the crowd, Dijiang snorted coldly and began to gather his strength.

Holding a large seal, the Emperor's aura surged forth, and an invisible force of fortune began to gather.

A golden phantom began to condense behind Dijiang, and as the phantom solidified, its appearance finally took shape.

A dragon's head and a human body, with golden eyes that shine upon the heavens!

Upon witnessing this scene, Jieyin exclaimed, "Father God Pangu!"

But upon closer inspection, it only has the form, but not the spirit, and is far inferior to the true form of Pangu summoned by the Great Array of Heaven.

But this was already shocking enough for Jieyin. In the primordial world, nothing that was associated with or related to Pangu was simple.

He quickly called out to Zhunti, "Junior brother, be careful!"

He then tried to step forward to help, but was surrounded by several ancestral witches, including Houtu and Zhujiuyin, and could not move freely.

They could only watch helplessly as Dijiang threw a punch, aiming to attack Zhunti.

Helpless, Jieyin had no choice but to fight these Ancestral Witches!

At this moment, Zhunti also sensed the huge fluctuations coming from afar, but he was surrounded by four Ancestral Witches and could not break free immediately.

Thinking of this, Zhunti immediately increased his strength, using the Azure Lotus Banner for self-defense and quickly waving the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand to drive back the group.

He cried out urgently, "Fellow Daoist, help me!"

A flash of light appeared, and suddenly a figure appeared in the arena, dressed in a Taoist robe with a long, flowing beard.

It was Bodhi, the benevolent corpse of Cundi!

As soon as Bodhi appeared, he faced off against two Ancestral Witches, and Zhunti's pressure was immediately reduced by half.

But before Zhunti could even breathe a sigh of relief, Dijiang's attack had already arrived.

Behind Dijiang, the phantom of Pangu, formed from the fortune of the Wuting, threw a punch.

One punch, and all paths are destroyed!

Zhunti was greatly alarmed. He struck back the two Ancestral Witches with a single blow, and then frantically poured his magic power into the Azure Lotus Banner. The banner covered the sky and sun, impervious to all magic, while the relic above his head emitted a radiant light.

"boom!"

A punch slammed into the banner, stirring up boundless waves.

This punch caused Mount Ling to sink several levels!

But it was still blocked by Zhunti, who possessed the treasure flag!

Just as Zhunti was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another attack from Dijiang came one after another, followed by punch after punch.

Zhunti couldn't believe that Dijiang could keep launching such attacks, because the power of these attacks definitely had the strength of a late-stage Quasi-Saint.

But you should know that they are both at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint. If you can throw one attack, that's impressive, but what's with this attack after attack?

But the facts were right in front of him, leaving him no time to think, because there were two other Ancestral Witches waiting for their chance to strike.

Having fought this far, Zhunti has also become ruthless, and it seems that today's matter will not end well.

He then sneered and said, "You brat, Dijiang, don't you like using your fists? Then you'll taste the power of your fists!"

Faced with each incoming fist shadow, Zhunti's body surged with light, and the Daoist rhyme remained. A Great Dao, like a river, surrounded Zhunti, and countless bubbles flowed in the river. It was the unpredictable Great Dao of Cause and Effect.

Each of these illusions represents a cause and effect; either someone owes Zhunti something, or Zhunti owes someone else something.

He swung the Seven Treasures Tree a few more times, and several bubbles shattered. As the bubbles broke, Zhunti's aura grew stronger and stronger.

At a certain moment, Zhunti stopped this action and shouted:

"Putting the cause in the opposite order of cause and effect!"

In an instant, the Great Dao River reversed, and countless fist shadows that Di Jiang was attacking stopped in front of Zhunti.

Suddenly, as if time had sped up, all the fist shadows turned around and attacked Dijiang at the same time.

Faced with this bizarre scene, Dijiang felt his scalp tingle, but he had no choice but to confront the shadows of the punches he had thrown.

Because those fist shadows were completely out of control!

Dijiang hurriedly activated the illusory image of Pangu and threw several more punches, finally blocking all the attacks.

However, the force of the several fists was the same, and when they collided, Dijiang was forced to take several steps back again.

On the other side, Zhunti became increasingly frantic. He found a huge bubble in the River of Cause and Effect and shattered it by swinging the Seven Treasures Tree dozens of times.

Instead, as the bubble burst, a human figure began to gather in the sky and then quickly took shape.

Once the design was finalized, everyone saw that it was the image of the Eastern King of the Purple Mansion.

His face was as fair as jade, his eyebrows were like swords, his white hair flowed like a spring, his eyes shone like stars, and he wore a purple Taoist robe, with Taoist aura flowing around him.

This is exactly what it looked like when Donghua repaired the Western Earth Veins!

The illusory image of Donghua, now fully formed, began its attack, and a surge of magical power coalesced into the illusory image of the Pure Yang Sword.

Then, with a single sword strike, pure Yang power pierced through heaven and earth, shattering the void, leaving only this sword in the world!

The phantom of Donghua also vanished.

Dijiang was shocked to see this and quickly waved his hands. The illusory image of Pangu's fortune behind him formed a posture of embracing Dijiang, protecting him from all angles.

The sword strike landed on the phantom, causing countless ripples.

This time, Dijiang did not retreat, but the illusory image of Pangu's fortune behind him dimmed considerably, and he himself had blood on the corners of his mouth.

On the other side, Zhunti was not in much better shape. Since delivering that blow, his face was pale and his arm was trembling slightly, clearly indicating that he had paid a heavy price.

Zhunti looked around, then burst into laughter, a hint of madness in his eyes.

"You bunch of barbarians are truly ignorant! I'm already struggling to resolve this karmic burden, so today you'll all take it all for me!"

At this moment, Zhunti was like a god or a demon, causing his opponents, such as Dijiang, to feel a deep headache.

Because they saw that in Zhunti's river of cause and effect there was a bubble that was much larger than the bubble that Donghua had just seen.

Dijiang didn't even need to think about it; this cause and effect must be the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

What puzzled him was why this cause and effect still existed. Didn't Dao Ancestor Hongjun use the Primordial Purple Qi to settle it?

Although he couldn't understand it, the facts were right in front of him, and he had to face them eventually.

The two sides remained deadlocked!

Meanwhile, the battle on the other side was simple and brutal!

Holding a green bamboo stick and standing on a twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit, he was engaged in close combat with several ancestral witches. He showed no weakness despite his appearance and was even more ferocious than Zhunti, whose attacks were more ornate.

However, no matter how fierce Jieyin was, he was still only able to defend himself when fighting against six Ancestral Witches, not to mention that Houtu, who was of the same realm, was constantly attacking with her bow.

Even with the twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit protecting him, Jieyin was instantly pierced through the arm by Houtu's arrow.

Golden immortal blood flowed out, how tragic!

At this moment, the guide once again offered up two spiritual treasures: a pillar and a bowl.

The banner is a guiding banner, which is his personal spiritual treasure. It is a top-grade spiritual treasure. The alms bowl is a pure water alms bowl, which was bestowed by the Taoist Ancestor in the past. It is a high-grade spiritual treasure.

Then the two magical treasures instantly transformed into two figures, which were none other than the two corpses of good and evil who were guiding the way!

Seeing this, the Ancestral Witches were extremely shocked. They had already experienced the cultivation level of a late-stage Quasi-Saint during the battle, but they never expected that this guy would actually sever both the good and evil corpses.

The Ancestral Witches did not cultivate the primordial spirit path, so naturally they could not cultivate the Corpse-Severing Technique, but they were very clear about the Three Corpses Method taught by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, after all, they had also listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace.

Although the Three Corpse Clones are not as powerful as the original body, they are not much weaker, and their strength can increase as the original body's strength increases.

It's absolutely terrifying!

At this moment, the battle on the field changed. Zhunti's good body Bodhi was fighting against two ancestral witches, while he himself was fighting against Dijiang and two other ancestral witches alone.

Meanwhile, Jieyin, who was fighting against Houtu and the other six Ancestral Witches, was greatly relieved of the pressure due to the addition of the two corpses of good and evil, and began to fight back from time to time during the battle.

But they are still at a disadvantage!

Because Houtu is truly powerful!

Both were cultivators at the late Quasi-Saint stage, but Houtu's unknown Dao was extremely terrifying. Every time they clashed, it felt like their primordial spirit was being torn apart.

It was as if some vast world was pulling at his soul, trying to make him sink into it.

Jieyin grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. If it weren't for the protection of the Twelfth Grade Golden Lotus of Merit, his primordial spirit would have been injured under the pull of that unknown Great Dao.

He knew he couldn't continue fighting like this, or he would eventually be killed by Zhu Jiuyin and Houtu working together.

But for the time being, he couldn't think of any good solutions and could only feel anxious.

The most crucial point is that Zu Gonggong is healing his wounds in the distance. If their battle drags on, and Gonggong recovers, it will be truly difficult to end the conflict.

After all, the Great Array of Heaven and the true form of Pangu are things that would make anyone who sees them worry.

The two brothers had no confidence that they could survive the attack from Pangu's true form!

With this in mind, Jieyin no longer held back. With a thought, it was as if three thousand worlds were sinking around him.

With eyes slightly closed, figures emerged from the three thousand worlds, each of which was an incarnation of the Guide.

Among them, the lowest cultivation levels were Golden Immortals and Taiyi Immortals, and they also numbered the most, totaling several thousand. There were also several hundred Great Luo Immortals and dozens of Quasi-Saint incarnations.

After these incarnations appeared, they lined up around Jieyin, each figure's aura resonating with Jieyin from afar.

When Houtu and the others saw this scene, they felt their scalps tingle.

She had long heard of the Great Dream of Three Thousand, and among the thirty-six Heavenly Divine Powers compiled by Donghua, the Great Dream of Three Thousand was ranked third, only below Nuwa's Manipulation of Creation and the Three Pure Ones' Reversal of Yin and Yang.

It should be noted that the first two supernatural powers represent the Great Dao of Creation and the Great Dao of Yin and Yang, while the Great Dream of Reception is just a pure supernatural power, yet it ranks third, which is indeed extremely remarkable.

The guide clasped his hands together, uttered the word "boundless," and sincerely offered the following advice:

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, our misunderstanding is nothing more than a minor one. It's truly not worth fighting like this. My junior brother and I are not your enemies; our paths are different!"

Upon hearing this, Houtu snorted angrily and said, "Jieyin, don't put on an act. It's because you stole the treasure that you're in this predicament today."

"Those treasures may be insignificant to us, but they were won through the desperate battles of our people. If you don't give us an explanation, this matter is not over!"

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(End of this chapter)