Chapter 650: Di Jun Slays an Ancestral Witch!

"Wu... Clan!"

Di Jun arrived.

Treading upon the radiance of billions of stars, enveloped in the fortune of the entire Heavenly Court, with a posture of determination so absolute it disregarded everything, he descended upon this battlefield that had just turned into a slaughterhouse.

His gaze, in the very first instant, locked dead onto that white-clad figure swaying in the wind, looking as if it would completely dissipate in the next moment.

Taiyi.

His younger brother.

That younger brother who, for his sake, voluntarily discarded ninety-nine percent of his innate origin, resulting in a damaged Dao foundation and a lifetime with no hope of the Great Dao.

That younger brother who always lay sickly on the soft couch, strategizing for him, pushing all credit to him, yet silently bearing everything himself.

That younger brother he swore to use everything to compensate for, to protect.

Now, lay beside that shattered carriage and palanquin, his body nearly transparent, his Primordial Spirit fire weak like a candle flickering in the wind.

And that innate supreme treasure, the Donghuang Bell, which should have been connected to his younger brother's Primordial Spirit, providing absolute defense, had at this moment actually transformed into fragments filling the sky, emitting a mournful hum.

"Ah——!!!"

Di Jun's mind, exploded with a boom.

All reason, all imperial statecraft, all weighing of pros and cons, in this instant, turned entirely to dust.

All that remained was the most primal, the purest... desire for destruction.

"Zhou! Tian! Xing! Dou!"

Di Jun enunciated each word, and every word he uttered made the entire Great Wasteland's Heavenly Dome tremble.

Above the Thirty-Three Heavens, those three hundred and sixty-five Heavenly Star Main Banners personally refined by him, connected to the Yao Clan's fortune, erupted with unprecedented radiance at this moment.

The radiance was no longer sprinkling down, but... pulling!

Boom—!

Beyond the Nine Heavens, that eternally revolving endless Xinghe, at this moment, broke away from its original trajectory.

One, two, ten, a hundred...

One by one, real, massive, ancient stars burning with light and heat for hundreds of millions of years, were forcibly dragged down from their original star trajectories by an irresistible mighty force!

Dragging long flame tails, like a world-destroying meteor shower, they smashed fiercely toward the Great Wasteland earth, toward those ten Ancestral Witches who had just separated from the Pangu phantom state, every one of them wounded!

This is not an array.

This is a heavenly disaster.

It is the Yao Clan Heavenly Emperor, using the entire Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array as a lever, prying the entire cosmic Xinghe, intending to format this piece of earth together with his enemies!

"Madman! Di Jun, you madman!"

Zhu Rong looked at the rain of fire covering the entire sky, feeling the terrifying high temperature capable of instantly vaporizing even himself, and for the first time felt fear.

They schemed against Taiyi, schemed against Di Jun.

But they never calculated that this younger brother weighed this heavily in Di Jun's heart.

So heavy that he would not hesitate to destroy his own newly secured position as Heaven's Chosen Protagonists, not hesitate to bear boundless karma, and drag the entire Wu Clan to be buried with him!

"Form the array! Quickly form the array!"

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, always half-open half-closed, were now staring perfectly round.

He desperately burned his own Time Origin, trying to delay the speed of the falling stars, but before that vast Xinghe mighty force, his Time laws appeared utterly powerless.

The remaining nine Ancestral Witches forcibly endured the backlash on their souls, gathering together once more, attempting to recreate that incomplete Pangu True Body.

However, Di Jun simply did not give them the chance.

His pair of eyes had already transformed into two pure golden suns, devoid of any emotion, only cold killing intent.

He raised his hand, pointing distantly at one Ancestral Witch true body that appeared slightly dimmer.

"Fall!"

Boom!

A blue star with a diameter of a full million zhang, precisely locked onto the Lei Zhi Zu Wu Qiangliang, and with a posture that brooked no reason, crushed down!

Qiangliang roared, the billions of lightning bolts around his body transforming into a lightning spear piercing heaven and earth, stabbing toward that star.

There was no sound.

The moment the lightning spear contacted the star, it was ground by that incalculable mass and force into the purest particles.

Immediately after, the star fell.

Qiangliang's Ancestral Witch true body, reputed to be indestructible through myriad kalpas, couldn't hold out for even a single breath before being directly smashed into a sky-full of blood mist.

The origin representing the laws of thunder let out a mournful cry between heaven and earth, then completely dissipated.

The sky rained blood.

That blood carried Pangu's aura, carried the wail of laws, falling on the cracked earth with sizzling sounds.

An Ancestral Witch fell.

"Qiangliang!"

"Fourth Brother!"

Zhu Rong, Gonggong and the others' eyes nearly split open.

They wanted to go rescue, but from all directions, more stars were already whistling over, completely dividing and submerging them.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun watched that world-destroying scene in the water mirror and coldly snorted: "Barbaric, vulgar. Such conduct, how does it differ from beasts? Deserves extinction."

Beside him, Tongtian Jiaozhu clapped and laughed loudly, eyes full of excitement: "Exhilarating! This is the bearing an Emperor should have! For the sake of brothers, not hesitating to flip the game board, to become enemies with the Heavenly Dao! Interesting, too interesting!"

Taishang Laojun slowly opened his eyes, looking at that Fate Long River violently fluctuating due to the Ancestral Witch's fall, lightly sighed, and closed his eyes once more.

Inside Wahuang Palace.

Nüwa looked down at the living beings suffering in misery, her beautiful brows tightly knitted, a trace of unbearableness flashing in her eyes, but in the end she still did not act.

She knew, this was a Quantity Calamity.

It was the Wu Yao Liang Eff, a Cause and Effect that must be repaid with blood.

She knew even more clearly that behind all this there was a pair of cold eyes watching.

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun Daozu still sat cross-legged on the Cloud Bed, expressionless.

The fall of an Ancestral Witch seemed not to have stirred the slightest ripple in his heart.

Chess Pieces, in the end they are Chess Pieces.

If one breaks, just replace it with another.

He was merely a little surprised that that variable called Taiyi could actually force Di Jiang to stake his own life on a scheme.

This game of chess seemed a bit more intense than he had imagined.

On the battlefield.

Di Jun did not pause in the slightest.

After Qiangliang's fall, his finger pointed toward another Ancestral Witch.

She Bi Shi!

The Weather Ancestral Witch She Bi Shi looked at that giant fireball plummeting toward himself and let out a desperate roar.

He mobilized all the wind, frost, rain, and snow between heaven and earth, attempting to freeze that star.

However, burning atop that star was Taizhen.

Ice and snow evaporated the instant they touched the star.

She Bi Shi's Ancestral Witch true body was struck and crushed by the star, transforming into wind snow and poison that filled the sky, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The second one.

Zhu Rong went completely mad.

He abandoned all defense, allowing the shockwave of a star to graze his body, tearing away a large chunk of flesh and blood.

He transformed into a streak of black-red flame, charging straight toward the direction where Di Jun was.

"Di Jun! Laozi will fight you to the death!"

"Scram!"

Di Jun did not even glance at him, merely flicking a finger.

A sword beam condensed from Star Light instantly traversed time and space, beheading Zhu Rong on the chest.