Chapter 29: Ten‑Thousand Star‑Burst Seals! Star‑Burst Bomb! The Collapsing Luo Hou!
Regarding Luo Hou's futile rage, Di Tian did not respond.
Instead, he stepped back a few paces, no longer fighting him with his flesh.
He unleashed the Star‑Ink Brush, paired with Celestial Ink, Five‑Elements Inkstone, wielded the Spirit Script Scroll, and supplemented it with Law Glyphs.
He bombarded it from a distance!
After a hundred years of fighting, Luo Hou's mind, which had begun with fury and madness, had gradually worn down and returned to normal.
He developed feelings of annoyance and speechlessness.
Under these circumstances, the opponent could only react in two ways.
Either forcibly break free of his interference and flee!
Or unleash a reckless sword burst and fight to the death!
Regardless of the case, close‑quarters combat is unsuitable; only remote tactics can preserve oneself.
In any case, given the current power balance.
Trying to force Luo Hou to stay is as futile as a fool's dream.
Even if one were to miraculously succeed, it would cause massive losses to one's own side.
It would also consume most of one's own foundation, inadvertently helping Hongjun secure victory in the Dao‑Demon contest.
By then, although it could make Hongjun incur karmic debt.
Whether he even has a life to take, or how absurd the repayment is, remains uncertain.
"If you have the skill, face me head‑on!"
"Playing these petty tricks counts for nothing!"
Seeing Di Tian once again retreat under the protection of the Apocalyptic Black Lotus, the merit Golden Wheel, and the merit Auspicious Cloud.
He wielded the Way of Script, letting words become law, swinging ink to transmute matter, permeating heaven and earth…
Continuously harassing him from afar.
Thus he could not approach, yet could not escape the entanglement of divine techniques.
Luo Hou could be said to be extremely vexed.
Within Thus line: Honghuang Tian Di now, combat is essentially direct and brutal.
Those who resort to unorthodox methods are exceedingly few.
Di Tian's myriad, shameless tactics are rarer than a phoenix feather, indeed unique to him alone!
Let his killing force surge again.
Facing a fight he cannot win, wounds he cannot inflict, and escape he cannot achieve.
He can only wait to be slowly worn out to death.
It truly makes him exceedingly irritable.
However, this is merely an appetizer.
Wang Shu's demon‑race death decree was issued over a hundred years ago.
The innate Star Gods near the Western Continent, along with their subordinate races, had long invaded demon territory.
Kill any person they see, seize any object, if they cannot take it they destroy it, and if destruction fails they must find a way to resolve it!
Where they pass, not a single armor remains, not a blade of grass survives!
Moreover, some clever Star Gods used their own salaries to place high bounties on those associated with the demon race.
Thus, the Primordial Myriad Tribes, wandering cultivators, who had originally come to watch the spectacle, all rushed to join the anti‑demon campaign.
In just a hundred years, demon casualties have already exceeded ten billion, and the lost territories and resources are incalculable!
Cornered, the demon race's Eight Great Demon Generals.
The Sun‑Blazing Beast, who dwells in the molten core rock, is volatile and ferocious, its body white as scorching sun, leaving scorched earth wherever it treads.
The Cunning Yellow‑Flame Fox, sly and treacherous, with strong possessiveness, whose amber fire can petrify all life.
The Gluttonous Devourer, capable of swallowing heaven and earth, whose mouth spews corrosive, filthy spirit demonic light.
The Raging Azure Ghost‑Fire Dragon, resentful and explosive, enshrouded in green ghost fire, turning steam into fog and burning heaven and earth.
The Golden Otter, amphibious, of the mysterious cold attribute, wielding the Netherworld's icy light; a touch can freeze all things.
The Reckless Flaming Heron, whose raging fire penetrates every pore, triggering volcanic calamities that scorch all living beings.
Born in darkness, hating light, the dark evil rays of Cui Wei devour the brilliance of sun and moon, shrouding sky and earth.
The Vengeful Blue‑Flame Beast, twisted and poisonous, delights in destroying all beauty; its body cloaked in Netherworld blue flame, whose true form can turn tens of thousands of li into scorched earth in an instant.
All gathered atop Mount Sumeru, kneeling before Luo Hou's statue, repeatedly pleading.
"Demon Ancestor, please return quickly!"
"We truly can't hold on any longer!"
"Those Star Gods of the Star Radiance Divine Court have gone mad!"
"They even led their subordinates into the Western Continent, issuing death orders and high bounties against us!"
"This has stirred many races among the Primordial Myriad Tribes, who are now rushing toward us."
"Now our two fists cannot match four hands; we have lost half our territory, and countless resources have been plundered!"
"If you do not return, once the Primordial Myriad Tribes taste the sweet, they will all flood into the Western Continent, and we will truly be powerless!"
"……"
Before Luo Hou left, to prevent Hongjun's deceit, he left a strand of divine thought on his own statue.
At the instant the Eight Great Demon Generals prayed, the lingering divine thought could not delay and was hurriedly transmitted to Luo Hou.
"Damn, you took advantage of my absence to order your subordinates to raid the Western Continent and slaughter my demon brethren!"
"It's nothing short of a despicable, shameless, treacherous scoundrel exploiting others' peril!"
The moment this main dish was served, Luo Hou's defenses completely collapsed.
This time, he came to seek assistance.
Not only did he gain nothing, he also lost a good deal of the hard‑earned family fortune!
How could he not be angry, how could he not be enraged!!
"Luo Hou's home was robbed?"
Diti, listening to the other's tirade, couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Now is still not the time for the Dao‑Demon conflict.
Hongjun and his group acted so quickly?
And they pinned it on him—truly treacherous, extremely scheming!
Seeing Diti stunned, Luo Hou, regardless of the reason, forced a God‑Slaying Gun to blast a passage and hurriedly fled toward the lower realm.
Without looking back, he left a harsh remark.
"For now, I'll spare your life!"
"After I finish the business at hand, I will blood‑wash the entire Star‑Shining Divine Court!"
Hearing this, Diti, who had originally intended to stop here and let Luo Hou go, immediately reached into the Mustard‑seed Space
and produced tens of thousands of upgraded Star‑Burst Bombs, as well as the emblem of the ultimate Talisman art, the Star‑Burst Talisman, whose principle is the same.
Then he pursued the fleeing Luo Hou.
He began a frenzied bombardment toward him!
In an instant, the power of myriad stars burst repeatedly, and heaven, earth, and time‑space became chaotic in a heartbeat.
It was like the old‑times New Year, with countless fireworks and firecrackers exploding together.
The dazzling, multicolored flames and deafening booms instantly illuminated and resonated through more than half of the outer‑realm sky!
"Damn madman, this is your territory!"
"To recklessly detonate such a tremendously powerful artifact, disregarding the whole situation—aren't you afraid of blowing up the celestial heavens and stars and having the cosmic karma strike back?!"
If it were his prime, this level of reckless bombardment wouldn't be something he couldn't endure for a few rounds.
But now, after a hundred years of grinding battles, he has long fallen into a half‑crippled state.
Let alone enduring a few rounds; if it weren't for the aid of the Four Swords of Exterminating Immortals, his flesh would have been vaporized long ago, leaving only a lingering soul to flee.
"Luo Hou, you are an ignorant fool."
"The primary star of the outer‑realm sky is formed from the hair of the Father God; its hardness rivals that of a primordial treasure."
"Even if it's not just my endless bombardment—any fully realized Primordial Golden Immortal exploding nearby the primary star couldn't even scratch it!"
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