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

Chapter 167 A Battle to the Death!!!

A wave of unrest, a wave of up!

At this moment, Donghua felt very tired. The series of battles had left him mentally and physically exhausted, and his injuries were not only physical.

More importantly, it was a drain on his mental and physical energy. He had previously broken the Zhou Tian Star Array, fought against Di Jun, and later fought against Donghuang Taiyi, sealed the Chaos Bell, and battled the eight Ancestral Witches.

Every single thing was difficult, and every time I gave it my all, especially in the battle against Donghuang Taiyi. Although I won, it was only a narrow victory.

He was later punched five times by five ancestral witches, so the fact that he can still stand up now is already quite impressive.

Now, facing off against Dijiang, the leader of the Ancestral Witches, to be honest, at this moment, he really didn't want to fight anymore and just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

That's right, it's just taking a nap!

Although he no longer knows what sleeping feels like, and doesn't need to sleep, he still wants to.

But the reality doesn't allow it!

Because I can't afford to fall!

Donghua stood with his sword in hand, and the imperial aura trembled once more, with a Bagua symbol appearing beneath the feet of the three.

The evil corpse Jingyang clenched his fists, and a blazing sun converged, forming the Purple Sun Avenue.

The benevolent corpse's primordial yang also began to gather the power of the Great Dao. The Great Dao of Primordial Yang manifested, and a great sun rose, calm and warm, yet filled with murderous intent.

The gossip continues, and the three of them act simultaneously!

On the other side, Dijiang immediately unleashed a powerful attack, activating the Great Dao of Space, his punch imbued with the power of all heavens.

The four of them instantly engaged in a fierce battle!

The combat power displayed by Emperor Jiang in the later stage of Quasi-Saint was completely different from before. He could control the Great Dao of Space as if it were his own arm, and a casual strike could unleash the power of the heavens, while a casual palm strike could suppress space.

Donghua stood on the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus, only defending and not attacking, and avoiding the use of his magic power and the Great Dao if possible.

The two corpses, one good and one evil, were incredibly brave and powerful. Their spiritual treasure bodies were extremely strong, and they clashed head-on with Dijiang's Ancestral Witch True Body. Ziyang, in conjunction with the Great Dao of Primordial Yang, exerted their power together.

Only Donghua himself had been slacking off, or rather, he was truly unable to fight anymore, and the outcome of the battle with the Wu Clan was not in his hands.

It won't appear in the battle below, because he never included the demon race in his calculations, which is a pleasant surprise.

Moreover, the seven mid-stage Quasi-Saint Ancestral Witches are not someone that can be defeated by those below. Don't be fooled by their numbers; there are only four of them at the mid-stage Quasi-Saint level.

The remaining ones are either early-stage Quasi-Saints or Quasi-Saints in terms of magical power, making it difficult for them to defeat the seven Ancestral Witches. Moreover, there is also the enigmatic Zhu Jiuyin who has not yet made a move, as he has been healing Shebi Shi.

So he's waiting.

Waiting for news to come!

Since he knew the Witch Clan might make a move, how could he not have a backup plan?

In the face of this great battle, he never took Tongtian Zhenyuanzi and others into account, because by the time those people made their move, Zifu had already been completely defeated.

Moreover, they won't save the Purple Mansion; at most, they'll save themselves. If it were the old self, perhaps they wouldn't have thought much of it, but now that they're cultivating the Emperor's Path of Destiny, the Purple Mansion is their root, so how could they ignore it?

Moreover, people really do have feelings; I simply cannot abandon everyone in the Purple Mansion to escape for my life right now.

As time went on, Dijiang grew stronger with each battle, and the two corpses, good and evil, gradually could not withstand it. After all, they were limited by their original body, Donghua, and only had the combat power of a mid-stage Quasi-Saint.

"Donghua, don't be a coward, fight me!"

Dijiang roared, and the power of spatial rules burst forth. Then, the imperial destiny emerged, converging into the shape of Pangu, standing behind him.

Seeing this scene, Donghua couldn't help but feel envious. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were truly blessed by heaven. When their luck arrived, they were able to condense the image of Pangu.

"You shameless brat, Dijiang, you call yourself the head of the Ancestral Witches, yet all you do is engage in such petty theft. You have no sense of shame whatsoever, and you even dare to bark wildly in front of me!"

Although Donghua was exhausted, he was still sharp-tongued.

Dijiang said no more. Their actions this time were indeed dishonorable, and there was nothing to say about it. But as long as they won, that was enough. When the Wu Clan dominated the prehistoric world, who would dare to speak ill of what happened today?

People will only say that the Witch Clan destroyed the Purple Mansion and the Demon Clan. As for how they destroyed them, does that matter?

Dijiang gathers boundless power and throws a punch!

This punch, a convergence of energy and space, was incomparably domineering. Wherever it passed, nothingness remained, and all paths fell silent!

Jingyang and Yuanyang also raised their fists to meet the challenge.

Donghua raised his dragon-headed golden staff, which transformed into a roaring golden dragon, and charged towards Dijiang.

The twelve-petaled pure white lotus beneath their feet radiated light, protecting the three of them, and the Bagua diagram extended forward.

The punch was blocked with great difficulty!

But what followed was a barrage of punches, one after another, relentlessly, and at this moment, Dijiang was like a madman.

That's the truth: my basic attack is your ultimate move!

As Dijiang attacked, both the good and evil corpses were successively reduced to the Spirit Treasure state.

Upon seeing this, Donghua was also extremely angry. He no longer cared about the issue of injury or waiting for news.

His inner Purple Mansion World burned wildly, and endless magical power surged out. Then, he held the sword in one hand and swung it several times.

One sword, one Bagua; one sword, one world!

The two fought at a rapid pace, their fighting spirit soaring, exchanging hundreds of blows in an instant!

However, as the battle continued, Donghua kept spitting out divine blood, and his attack speed slowed down.

Dijiang seized this opportunity and launched a relentless attack, punch after punch.

With the final punch landing, Donghua ultimately couldn't block it.

With a single punch, the Pure World White Lotus was knocked away, and then the fist's energy landed on Donghua's divine body.

The Xuan Tian Battle Armor was instantly shattered into pieces!

Beneath the armor, the close-fitting armor formed from the merit-based spiritual treasure "I Ching" blocked the attack.

However, Donghua was also punched and sent flying, tumbling in the air before crashing down heavily, looking quite disheveled!

Donghua struggled to his feet again. At this moment, he really wanted to kill Dijiang with his own hands, even if it meant burning his own Dao.

Seeing this, the Queen Mother of the West, who was fighting below, disregarded the attacks of the Ancestral Witches, swung her sword to deflect Gonggong, and said to Zhulong:

"It's up to you!"

Then it soared into the sky and stood in front of Donghua.

The Queen Mother of the West unleashed the Heavenly Tribulation Banner, and the Great Dao of Heavenly Punishment appeared. The two merged, and the Heavenly Tribulation Banner rose into the sky, undergoing changes.

The long banner transformed into a vertical pupil standing in the sky, and the calamity energy between heaven and earth began to gather, manifesting as the power of heavenly calamity, and finally brewing into the infinite power of thunder calamity.

The earth and sky shook, as if it were the end of the world!

The vertical pupils locked onto Dijiang, and bolts of lightning struck down—this was the power of rules, the power of heaven and earth.

Dijiang also wore a solemn expression, and the Wuting Qiyun Treasure Seal appeared in his hand. The seal, combined with the Qiyun Pangu, exuded an immeasurable aura.

He raised his fists to meet the tribulation lightning!

The Queen Mother of the West controls the Eye of Thunder, where ten thousand thunderbolts converge—this is the power of heavenly tribulation, this is the power of thunder.

The two sides quickly engaged in fierce fighting for hundreds of rounds, but neither side could gain the upper hand.

The eye of lightning tribulation transformed from the Heavenly Tribulation Banner is unpredictable and has been absorbing the tribulation energy between heaven and earth, and is now in the midst of a great tribulation.

Therefore, the Queen Mother of the West was able to fight Emperor Jiang, a late-stage quasi-saint, to a draw by relying on the Heavenly Tribulation Banner.

Just then, the news that Donghua had been waiting for arrived, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Looking at Dijiang, Donghua was eager to know what choice he would make!

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P.S.: Brothers, I'm late today. I'm working part-time on Wangyue. I was busy all day yesterday, so I'll stop here for today. Chapter 3 is pending. Sorry, brothers.

The battle for the Purple Mansion is entering its final countdown. I'll try to finish writing it today, but if I really miss it, I'll do it tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)