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

Chapter 29 Panwang, Hu

The newcomer stared intently at Donghua, completely ignoring the others.

Donghua calmly looked at the newcomer. Ever since he slew the evil corpse and his cultivation reached the peak of the early Quasi-Saint stage, he had become much more confident, exuding a heroic spirit that said, "The vast wilderness is all I can conquer."

He asked, "Who are you?"

The newcomer's gaze remained fixed on Donghua, and he said, "I am Pan Wang, a friend of the Duke of Wuyi."

"oh!"

Donghua calmly gave a reply, then ignored the person in front of him and began to say goodbye to the people next to him.

But his mind never relaxed for a moment, remaining completely focused on Pan Wang.

A great man once said, "Strategically despise the enemy, but tactically take them seriously."

Pan Wang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared when he saw that he was being ignored. As one of the first innate deities to take human form, when had he ever been ignored like this?

"Young man, I'm asking you a question: Is the Treasure-Falling Coin in your possession?"

Donghua turned around and asked casually, "Are you talking to me?"

Pan Wang suppressed his anger and tried to calm himself down, saying, "Besides you, who else could it be?"

Donghua: "Oh, he's not here."

The treasure-dropping gold coin was not in his hands, but on the Purple Mansion Spirit Platform.

Pan Wang gritted his teeth and said, "The aura of the Falling Treasure Coin appeared right here at the last moment. There's no one else here besides you. If it's not in your hands, then who is?"

Donghua said calmly, "Then I don't know. If you want to know, go ask Luobao Jinqian."

"You..." Pan Wang angrily pointed his finger at Dong Hua, but he couldn't say a word.

"Hahaha."

Upon seeing this, the three little phoenixes beside him couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing the laughter, Pan Wang glared at them with eyes as sharp as lightning, which frightened the three children so much that they immediately shut their mouths and hid behind Dong Hua.

"The last trace of the Fallen Treasure Coin is on you; how can you say it's not in your possession?"

Pan Wang suppressed his anger once again and said calmly, "The Falling Treasure Coin is a relic of my old friend, Duke Wuyi. If it is in your possession, I hope you will hand it over. I am willing to exchange it for something of equal value."

Donghua: "What treasure do you wish to exchange for it?"

To avoid further complications, Pan Wang produced a magical treasure shaped like a diagram and said, "I am willing to exchange this treasure for the Sun and Moon Diagram. What do you say?"

Donghua glanced at it and said disdainfully, "Your wishful thinking is so outrageous that you could hear it even in the chaos. You're offering a high-grade innate spiritual treasure in exchange for a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Treasure-Dropping Coin? What are you thinking? Have you gone mad from cultivating?"

"Hmph, junior, how could I not know what you're thinking? Although the Treasure-Falling Coin is a top-grade spiritual treasure, it requires merit and luck to use, so its true effectiveness is not as good as a high-grade innate spiritual treasure."

"Don't try to raise the price on the spot. Quickly hand over the magical treasure. If it weren't for the fact that the Treasure-Falling Coin is a treasure of an old friend, would I even be exchanging it with you?"

Upon hearing this, Donghua could no longer hold back and burst out laughing. In both his past and present lives, he detested this kind of moral blackmail the most.

"What a hypocritical and righteous old ancestor Pan Wang, what a good dog."

Upon hearing this, Pan Wang angrily cursed, "You brat, how dare you insult me!"

Donghua: "So what if I bully you? Aren't you, Panwang Panhu, a dog too?"

Panwang's real name is Panhu. His true form is a dragon dog. He took human form in the ancient era, cultivated the divine path, and attained enlightenment in the Longhan era. He was one of the same group of innate deities as the Ancestral Dragon and the Primordial Phoenix.

Before Pan Wang could speak, Dong Hua continued, "You still have the nerve to call Wu Yi Gong your friend? It was clearly you who coveted the treasure and secretly harmed Wu Yi Gong. Yet you still dare to speak so shamelessly here. I have never seen such a brazen person."

When Donghua saw the physical form of Wuyi Gong, he discovered that Wuyi Gong was severely poisoned and assumed it was the work of that ferocious beast.

Pan Wang's current behavior, on the contrary, proves that he is absolutely involved.

"You insolent brat, daring to tarnish my reputation! Die!"

Pan Wang cursed angrily, and a long black banner appeared in his hand. He had given up hope of obtaining the Treasure-Dropping Coins without lifting a finger.

Donghua chuckled, "Who are you calling, junior?"

Without hesitation, Pan Wang said, "The junior is calling you."

Donghua laughed heartily, suddenly realizing that Pan Wang's mind wasn't very sharp.

"It really was a junior calling me; he's such an obedient bastard."

Panwang is an innate deity, and his dragon-dog body is a Dao body. In fact, he has nothing to do with being a bastard. Donghua just wants to provoke this person.

He knew that things would not end well today; the allure of a top-tier innate spiritual treasure was something that ordinary people could not resist.

Moreover, judging from today's situation, this scheme to drop the precious gold coin has been going on for more than just a day or two.

He himself would certainly not give up the treasure-dropping coins; he would definitely have to make a move this time.

Pan Wang himself was not good with words and could not win against Dong Hua in a verbal battle, so he simply resorted to violence.

The Panwang Banner fluttered, and the powerful magic of a mid-stage Quasi-Saint pierced the sky, causing dark clouds to gather and form a misty drizzle.

A light drizzle enveloped Wuyi Mountain.

Upon closer inspection, this is not rain at all, but clearly a rain of Gu worms formed from the laws of calamity.

Donghua unfolded the Pure White Lotus to protect the group. The rain of Gu worms fell on the barrier formed by the white lotus and vanished without a trace, as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

Pan Wang exclaimed in surprise, "A twelfth-grade Pure White Lotus!"

Donghua snorted and said, "You guessed right. Here's a Pure Yang Sword as a reward."

With the output of magic power, the Pure Yang Sword in his hand released Pure Yang Immortal Light, which was like a sky full of clouds and the rising sun, breaking Pan Wang's aura of calamity.

With a single thrust of the sword, it multiplied into countless forms.

It can be said that with a single sword strike, all things come into being.

Although Donghua does not specialize in the Law of Creation, he has some knowledge of it, and the Pure Yang Law itself has the power of endless life.

Wherever the sword light passed, the void shattered, the rain of Gu worms was cut off and split in two, and Pan Wang's first wave of attack collapsed.

"Ah, ah, little bluebird, look! His Majesty the Eastern King is so amazing!"

"Yes, yes, the Eastern King truly deserves to be the head of the male immortals."

"The Eastern King is indeed formidable; his swordsmanship is like the Dao itself."

The three little ones stood beneath the white lotus, chattering away as they commented on the battle in the arena, acting as if they knew everything.

However, Crown Prince Changqin and Qianyu did not relax for a moment. As the saying goes, laymen watch the show, and the three of them, with their low cultivation, could not bear to see the dangers involved.

Both of them had reached the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals, so they could still see some of the tricks of the trade.

Pan Wang's attack just now was merely a probing attack, but even with this probing attack, neither of them had any confidence in being able to withstand it.

I wonder how much force the Eastern King just used.

When Pan Wang saw that his attack had been blocked, he was not annoyed, but he became wary of the Pure World White Lotus.

This treasure is the nemesis of cultivators like them.

He brandished the Panwang Banner and immediately engaged in close combat. The Panwang Banner carried the power of calamity, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Every cultivator of the divine path must cultivate their physical body, and their physical body must be exceptional.

The immortal path values ​​life and emphasizes the cultivation of the primordial spirit. Although they cultivate the physical body, they are still somewhat inferior to the divine path cultivators.

Donghua, sword in hand, stepped forward to meet Panwang.

Pure Yang energy surged forth from the sword light, transforming into countless sword energies.

The two sides engaged in fierce combat.

Wherever the banner's shadow passed, life was extinguished.

The sword light flowed like the bright sun.

From the Wuyi Mountains to the southern mainland, and then to the South China Sea, all forces burst forth.

After fighting their way back to Wuyi Mountain, the two stopped on two different mountain peaks.

Donghua sighed inwardly, "As expected of a mid-stage Quasi-Saint, his cultivation is truly remarkable."

At this moment, the two men's momentum had reached its peak, and the battle was about to reach its final stage.

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