Chapter 138: Sword Pointing at Pangu Hall

"Demon, where is there a demon? There is absolutely no demonic Qi here at all!!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong said weakly.

"I say there is a demon, so there is a demon here."

"Monkey, if you talk back one more time, I will strike you down as if you were a demon!!!"

Zhu Bajie's eyes bulged, the blood-red color exploding.

He looked at Sun Wukong with a terrifying gaze.

"Monkey head, regarding this matter, you still have much to learn from your second junior brother."

"Look at how much his temperament has improved in the years he has followed your master."

"On the contrary, you monkey head, no matter how I teach you, you never learn."

"If you lose face for your master again, I will let the third one swallow you!!!"

Tang Seng also looked at Sun Wukong with a face full of Vicious Qi Dao.

"I have long wanted to eat monkey meat."

"Thank you, Master, thank you in advance, Master!!"

Sha Wujin, who had the nine skulls of Tang Seng's past lives hanging around his neck, heard this and even started drooling.

"Master, not good, there is movement!!!"

Just at this moment, Zhu Bajie shouted loudly.

It was the gate of Pangu Hall that had suddenly been opened.

"What is there to be surprised about? This seat's might shakes the eight directions and the six unions."

"We have arrived here, so it is only natural that they would open the door to surrender!!!"

Tang Seng sat squarely on the back of the little white donkey.

Seeing the gate of Pangu Hall open, he felt not the slightest surprise; instead, there was a look of smugness in his eyes.

"You have all worked hard, come into Pangu Hall and drink a cup of bitter tea!!"

The hall opened, and Dijiang's voice came from within.

"What is so good about drinking bitter tea?"

Regarding the suddenly appearing voice, Tang Seng felt not the slightest fear, and Zhu Bajie looked at Pangu Hall with an even more provocative expression.

"Oh, pig head, could it be that you have some misunderstanding about my bitter tea!!"

Dijiang spoke, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"I think your fresh blood seems to taste better than that bitter tea."

Facing the sudden pressure, Zhu Bajie felt not the slightest fear; instead, he looked at Pangu Hall with burning eyes.

It seemed as if he could see the scene inside the hall through his eyes.

"How bold, you dare to even drink my eldest brother's blood, who do you think you are!!"

Zhurong was idle and had originally come to find Dijiang to ask about the Dao.

He just happened to see this scene before him.

Zhurong respected Dijiang from the bottom of his heart.

Moreover, the achievements the Wu Clan had today were all brought about by Dijiang's leadership.

Do not look at how they had always stayed inside Pangu Hall; their strength was soaring at a geometric rate.

It was precisely because of this that they no longer looked down upon the battles in the Great Desolation.

It was just that Zhurong had not expected that even the Great Way Lord would not receive the treatment of Dijiang opening the door to invite them in.

Yet this deformed monster, neither human nor demon, dared to clamor outside the door.

It was simply incomprehensible!!! "Red-haired freak, what are you howling about? If you have the ability, come out and see how Grandpa peels your skin!!"

Hearing this, Zhu Bajie was immediately enraged.

He began to spew foul language at Zhurong.

"Wa ya ya ya, I will grind your bones to dust!!!"

Zhurong roared and charged directly out of Pangu Hall.

"Kill!!"

Seeing Zhurong run out, Zhu Bajie shouted loudly.

Boom!!!

The two figures collided, throwing a punch at each other in the void.

Zhu Bajie, who appeared to be of a low realm, was actually evenly matched with Zhurong in that punch.

"Eldest brother, what is the origin of these things???"

When there was a disturbance here, the other Witch Saints were all attracted over as well.

"Products of the Great Calamity, this should be the final carnival!!"

As Dijiang, who had absorbed the Great Calamity for his own use and had already cultivated Great Dao Power, how could he not see their origin?

Their strength could not be judged by their own selves, but by the Great Calamity. Under the four-fold Great Calamity, even if they were mere mortals, they possessed unparalleled power.

Dijiang could see all of this; the only thing he could not see clearly was who was behind them.

Within the Twelve Capital Divine Gods Array, the twelve Witch Saints had also gained many benefits.

In the Opening Heaven Great Dao, Luo Hou and Tongtian could reap such rich rewards, let alone Pangu, who had no reservations toward the Wu Clan.

Zhurong had now reached the Harmony Realm.

As long as the opportunity arrived, he would naturally be able to enter the Small Dao Realm.

Even at such a realm, the Zhu Bajie opposite him had actually fought to a draw with Zhurong.

"Oh no, the Heavenly Pillar of Mount Zhou is about to collapse!!!"

"Tsk tsk, how bizarre; this pig demon is actually able to fight Zhurong to such an extent."

"Could it be that we haven't appeared in the Great Desolation for too long, and the strength of the current Great Desolation has already risen to such a level!!"

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The group of Witch Saints spoke of how formidable it was, yet there was not a shred of worry on their faces.

It was just that as they watched the collapsing Mount Zhou, their hearts felt a bit of pain.

"From now on, there is no more Mount Zhou in the Great Desolation, only Mount Buzhou!!"

Watching this scene, Dijiang spoke up.

The heaven and earth resonated, and surprisingly, they accepted it very well.

"Oh no, it's a trap!!"

Dijiang frowned, and after a long silence, he seemed to have thought of something.

His own appearance was originally intended to change the Fate of the Wu Clan.

But the heavens were unwilling, and it even dragged the entire Great Desolation into changing.

Now.

Mount Zhou has once again become Mount Buzhou.

Is this the rotation of the wheel of history, or did someone do it deliberately?

"Big Brother, what's wrong??"

Houtu looked at Dijiang with some confusion.

Even if Zhurong fought the opponent to a draw, the strength of the Wu Clan is so great that even if the Three Paths of heaven and earth were added together, they might not be their match.

Why fear the four dubious characters before them?

"Houtu, go to Mount Zhou, set up the Heavenly Pillar again, and also repair that hole in the sky!!"

Following Dijiang's words, the figure of Tang Seng suddenly appeared atop Mount Buzhou.

With lightning speed, in the blink of an eye, he actually completed the magnificent feat of mending the sky.

"Tang Seng mending the sky, haha, it is truly inconceivable."

"And the speed is so fast!!!"

Dijiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew that someone was plotting against him.

But with his current realm, who could plot against him? The Heavenly Dao?

What a joke.

"Zhurong, come back!!"

Since he wants to lure him out, then he will insist on coming back.

Let's see if your schemes are deep, or if I can retreat faster!!

Just as Dijiang spoke, Sha Wujin instantly cut off Zhurong's retreat.

He even pointed the Crescent Moon Sky-Piercing Shovel in his hand toward Pangu Hall; the intent to provoke could not be more obvious.

"Hehe, they actually dare to provoke our Wu Clan."

"Amused, this is truly too interesting."

"Seniors, leave such petty scoundrels to me!!"

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These years spent cultivating one's character in Pangu Hall were not spent in vain.

At the very least, apart from the naturally hot-tempered Zhurong, the other Witch Saints could still view events calmly.

Without Dijiang's order, they dared not act rashly.

Even the younger generation Xingtian, who became a Saint through the War Law, still had to ask Dijiang before wanting to fight.

"Go, twist his head off!!"

He had originally intended to lay low for a while, force the opponent to get desperate and enter Pangu Hall, and then deal with them properly.

(End of this chapter)