Chapter 37: Want to Escape

"How dare you be distracted in front of me?" Zhou Yi's voice thundered suddenly, and the Wanwu Mother Qi Cauldron blazed with light, again exerting immense pressure.

The Donghuang Bell was slowly pressed down by this force, and only then did Taiyi regain his senses, hurriedly resisting with all his might, his face a mix of shock and anger.

What shocked him even more was that at the height of their clash, Zhou Yi actually withdrew the Wanwu Mother Qi Cauldron and, with his flesh like an arrow, surged toward the Donghuang Bell.

"Kid, you do have some skill, but trying to physically withstand my Donghuang Bell— even the Wu Clan can't do that," Taiyi was certain in his heart.

Yet the next moment, as the Donghuang Bell rang, Taiyi's expression froze, his eyes widened in disbelief: "How is this possible?" Zhou Yi actually endured the full strike of the Donghuang Bell with his flesh; aside from a slightly pallid complexion, his clothes were unscathed. The sight left Taiyi dumbfounded.

The observing Di Jiang, his face equally shocked, said, "How can a Human Race's flesh be so formidable? Under full power, the Donghuang Bell— he actually took it head‑on?"

Di Jiang, fully aware of the Donghuang Bell's recent power, did not dare to try it lightly himself.

"The Human Race's flesh is truly unique," Di Jiang thought; if his siblings learned this, it would surely spark conflict.

Zhou Yi cleared his throat twice, a faint smile appearing at his mouth, "Your Donghuang Bell is indeed formidable; with the Douzi Technique I can only mimic it partially, but that's enough." After speaking, a pale golden aura shimmered around Zhou Yi, its form strikingly similar to the Donghuang Bell.

He again became like a golden meteor, dashing swiftly toward Taiyi. Seeing the unfavorable turn, Taiyi's expression changed abruptly, and he hurriedly met it with full force.

Dong! Dong!

Two earth‑shaking bell tolls rang, the air seemed torn asunder, golden ripples clashed like raging waves, then exploded with a roar.

The golden light blossomed like fireworks, dazzlingly bright, its energy surging like a storm that swept the surroundings, warping space wherever it passed.

Taiyi noticed cracks forming in the golden aura around Zhou Yi, feeling a slight relief, and thought to himself, "I don't know what method he used to reach this point, but a fake is still a fake."

Yet Zhou Yi showed no fear, as the breath from the Wanwu Mother Qi Cauldron slowly seeped out, covering the golden light surrounding him.

In an instant, the golden light turned into a green phantom, the surrounding patterns resembling living beings, gradually merging with the inscriptions on the Wanwu Mother Qi Cauldron, creating a strange resonance that suddenly amplified Zhou Yi's aura.

Taiyi's complexion shifted dramatically to a mix of blue and purple, his heart both shocked and angry. Meanwhile, Di Qu was forced back step by step by Hen Ren's long sword, suffering unbearably because every technique he used was countered. After great effort he employed the Luohe Diagram to try to turn the tide, he was met with a retaliatory celestial light, and all his efforts turned to foam. The more he fought, the angrier he became, yet he remained powerless.

By comparison, although they could barely hold their own, the most embarrassed was Kun Peng.

Though he was only second to Taiyi and Di Qu in strength, before Zhou Yi he seemed immobilized, unable to escape no matter how he struggled.

At this moment, Zhou Yi entered a marvelous state; empowered by the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, his perception greatly heightened, allowing him to even sense Di Jiang's faint silhouette hidden within space.

Not to mention the vague glances, all captured by his keen senses. "This farce should end," Zhou Yi whispered.

A strand of purple light gathered on him, slowly advancing toward Kun Peng.

Kun Peng's heart raced as he stared at the pulsing thunder, recalling the power Zhou Yi wielded, knowing this lightning was no trivial matter.

He tried to flee, but there was no way back.

Lightning instantly enveloped his entire body.

Intense pain surged like a tide, piercing straight to the marrow.

Even his soul trembled.

A wail ripped the sky, and all eyes refocused here.

The crowd was astonished to see Kun Peng fall before Zhou Yi without even landing a single move, a conclusion hard to believe.

"Taiyi, you did not keep your promise."

Zhou Yi's gaze was icy, locking onto Taiyi once more.

Taiyi's complexion turned iron‑blue.

Being publicly accused of breaking his promise left him disgraced, a mix of shame and anger.

Watching his expression change, a hint of mockery curled at Zhou Yi's mouth.

"Friends in the shadows, do you think this shames the Heavenly Court? Such hypocrisy."

Di Jiang, hidden in the shadows watching the battle, was suddenly named and was greatly startled.

He realized Zhou Yi's gaze was turning toward him.

Di Jiang subconsciously scratched his head, repeatedly checking before confirming that Zhou Yi was indeed looking at him.

At that moment, he hesitated inside whether to reveal himself.

As Zhou Yi's words fell, Hen Ren, along with the Human Race's Ye Yi and others, also turned their gaze there.

The onlookers looked closely, yet saw nothing.

Yet everyone knew Zhou Yi would not utter such words without reason.

Immediately after, Ye Yi and Hen Ren synchronously performed a secret technique.

Their eyes each emitted a faint white light and golden light, like lanterns illuminating the hidden space.

In an instant, Di Jiang was fully exposed.

He had not yet decided to appear, yet found everyone staring at him.

Looking around, he realized he had been discovered.

Di Jiang was so shocked he froze in place.

He was shaken, knowing his spatial arts were unmatched in the Vast Wilderness World.

Yet, when his mind slightly relaxed.

He was nonetheless easily traced by these few members of the Human Race.

Just as he was shocked, Zhou Yi spoke again.

"Di Jiang, Demon God, do you agree?"

The moment Di Jiang was exposed.

His true Demon God form instantly manifested.

Though only for a moment.

Yet his unique six‑legged, four‑winged form was clearly identified by Zhou Yi.

Throughout the Vast Wilderness World, only Di Jiang possesses such a form.

Combined with the spatial techniques he previously employed.

Had he not been lucky enough to expand his divine perception, he might not even have been detected, let alone located.

At that moment, Taiyi and Di Cun's expressions grew even darker.

Because Di Jiang was unexpectedly concealed here, as seen from the other's demeanor.

The little schemes in his mind were seen crystal‑clear by both of them.

It was obvious that he intended to reap the profit.

He planned to wait until they fought the Human Race's strongmen to the point of mutual ruin, then come out to pick up the cheap gains.

Thinking of that, the two turned ashen, their anger blazing.

Taiyi immediately ended the stalemate with Ye Yi.

Like lightning, he flashed to Di Cun's side.

Hen Ren Ye Yi also swiftly came to Zhou Yi's side.

Di Jiang stood alone on the other side.

The three formed a tripod stance, eyeing each other warily.

A tense atmosphere pervaded the air, making it hard to breathe.

Although Taiyi and Di Cun wanted to leave immediately.

Kun Peng was trapped in Zhou Yi's grasp.

Earlier, Kun Peng had been struggling fiercely, trying to break free.

But the moment Hen Ren Ye Yi appeared, two surges of powerful magical energy rushed into its body, completely sealing it.

At this moment, Kun Peng lay there like a corpse, devoid of life or resistance.

Seeing this scene, Taiyi and Di Cun's faces turned extremely grim.

"You still haven't answered my question, Di Jiang, have you?"

A faint cold smile curled at Zhou Yi's mouth.

Di Jiang cursed inwardly.