Chapter 344: Zhurong

Following that angry shout from the hall, the black gate of the Pangu Hall suddenly opened.

A mass of crimson flames surged out from the entrance of the hall, and the temperature between heaven and earth soared in an instant.

The clouds and mist surrounding the Pangu Hall in Mount Wuzhi were instantly swallowed by the flames, turning into nothingness.

A figure stepped out from the fire.

It was a man nearly fifteen zhang tall, his red hair like flames, his face like a fierce beast, his body covered in red scales, fire snakes worn in his ears, and he stepped on fire dragons.

Su Chen's pupils contracted; the aura on this person was at the same level as Hou Tu, both at the peak of the Semi-Sage level.

But the tyranny carried in his aura was far more aggressive than Hou Tu's laws of the earth.

The person who came was none other than the most irritable of the twelve Ancestral Wu, the Ancestral Wu of Fire, Zhurong.

Seeing Zhurong appear, Hou Tu stopped and frowned slightly.

"Big Brother Zhurong, this person carries the inheritance of Father God, and I brought him here because I have important matters to discuss with Big Brother Di Jiang."

"Father God's inheritance?" Zhurong sneered, his crimson pupils sweeping toward Su Chen, his gaze full of disdain. "A human, how could he obtain Father God's inheritance?"

Su Chen stood where he was, his spine humming, the *Thirty-Six Axes of the Heavenly Gang* circulating crazily under the dual stimulation of Pangu pressure and Zhurong's Ancestral Wu pressure.

The irritable Zhurong didn't listen to Hou Tu's explanation at all; he snorted coldly, raised his hand, and spread his five fingers.

Divine fire gathered in his palm, condensing into a huge crimson flame handprint.

The handprint covered half the sky, the temperature so high that space itself began to twist and deform.

The flame handprint covered Su Chen's head; this was not a test, nor was it a deterrent.

He wanted to slap Su Chen to death with one palm!

Su Chen's pupils reflected the crimson sky.

He instinctively wanted to activate the Nine Demon Tower for defense, although facing a full-strength strike from a peak Semi-Sage, he wasn't sure if he could withstand it with his cultivation.

"Zhurong, enough, don't go crazy in front of me!"

Seeing this scene, Hou Tu roared, stomped her bare feet, and the laws of earth erupted.

She used the laws of earth to hook the earth veins of Mount Wuzhi, and earthy-yellow light surged from the body of Mount Wuzhi, condensing into a thick barrier of earth above Su Chen's head.

The flame handprint smashed into the barrier.

"Boom!"

A sound like heaven and earth collapsing exploded.

The crimson and earthy-yellow colors collided, the shockwave directly tearing open a piece of the gale barrier outside Mount Wuzhi.

Under the protection of the earth barrier, Su Chen remained unharmed facing the clash between the two Ancestral Wu.

Hou Tu was now full of anger; she faced Zhurong and spoke coldly.

"Big Brother Zhurong, he is my guest."

Zhurong's flame handprint dissipated; he looked at Hou Tu's clearly angry expression, opened his mouth, and ultimately didn't say anything, just snorted coldly.

The flames converged a bit, but his gaze remained fixed on Su Chen.

"Fine, I still have to give Little Sister Hou Tu some face." Zhurong said word by word. "But why does this human deserve to enter the Pangu Hall?"

He raised his chin, looking down at Su Chen.

"You, do you dare to fight me?"

Su Chen looked up, meeting those crimson pupils.

"Ancestral Wu's strength reaches the heavens, and my cultivation is low, so I am no match for you."

Su Chen's tone was calm, neither humble nor arrogant.

A hint of surprise flashed across Zhurong's face; he thought this human would be provoked, but he didn't expect Su Chen to admit he wasn't a match so openly.

"For Little Sister Hou Tu's sake, I won't use my full strength." Zhurong looked at Su Chen with ill intent. "I will only use the strength of an early-stage Great Luo Jinxian; if you can take one of my strikes, I will recognize that you are qualified to step through this door."

After speaking, he glanced at Hou Tu.

Hou Tu did not immediately object, but instead looked at Su Chen.

Su Chen was silent for two breaths.

Early-stage Great Luo Jinxian, exactly the realm of his physical body now.

Although Zhurong suppressed his cultivation level, the strength of an Ancestral Wu's physical body and his use of the laws of fire were far beyond what an ordinary Great Luo could compare to; the gold content of this strike was extremely high.

But, if they fought at the same level, Su Chen believed he didn't fear anyone.

He was determined to enter this Pangu Hall today!

Even Zhurong couldn't stop him!

"Alright." Su Chen spat out a word.

He took out the Guixu Divine Axe and held it in his hand, preparing himself.

Seeing him agree, a hint of a smile appeared in Zhurong's crimson pupils.

"Human boy, then I'm going to attack."

Zhurong reached out a hand and pointed his index finger.

A ball of fire bloomed at his fingertip.

That ball of fire was only the size of a fist, crimson and bright; the moment Su Chen saw that fire, the hair on his body stood up.

That was Zhurong Divine Fire compressed to the extreme.

Zhurong had indeed suppressed his cultivation level, but his control over fire was carved into his bones; this small ball of fire was more lethal than the fire-element divine abilities released by an ordinary Great Luo Jinxian at full strength.

Zhurong waved his large hand, and the fire left his hand, drifting toward Su Chen silently.

That ball of fire drifted toward Su Chen, bringing with it monstrous waves of flame, seemingly wanting to burn everything to ashes.

Su Chen's spine emitted a dragon's roar at this moment.

The *Thirty-Six Axes of the Heavenly Gang* merged into one, and the Heaven-Opening True Intent erupted from within his body.

On the blade of the Guixu Divine Axe, a layer of illusory light emerged.

Su Chen gripped the Guixu Divine Axe with both hands and raised it.

His entire body's Qi and blood poured into his arms in an instant, his spine trembling to the limit, and the dark-gold luster on his skin surged.

His body at this moment was like a miniature Mount Wuzhi, the Heavenly Pillar supporting the earth, the four poles returning to one.

With one axe strike, the moment the axe blade touched the Zhurong Divine Fire, a clear sound rang through heaven and earth.

That ball of Zhurong Divine Fire split from the middle.

The crimson Zhurong Divine Fire was split into two, grazing past Su Chen's body on both sides and landing in the mountain body in the distance, erupting with terrifying power of the laws of fire, directly blasting two giant holes in the mountain body of Mount Wuzhi.

The dark-gold luster on Su Chen's body flickered violently, resisting the terrifying high temperature of the Zhurong Divine Fire that grazed past him.

On the axe blade, that strand of Heaven-Opening intent slowly dissipated.

Seeing Su Chen actually split his Zhurong Divine Fire with one axe, astonishment appeared in Zhurong's crimson pupils for the first time.

"That intent..."

Zhurong recalled the intent contained in that axe strike Su Chen used to split the Zhurong Divine Fire, and his brows furrowed.

As an Ancestral Wu, he naturally recognized what that was.

That axe strike actually contained a wisp of Heaven-Opening True Intent from Father God Pangu; a human could actually comprehend Father God Pangu's Heaven-Opening True Intent.

Zhurong felt it was somewhat incredible; at this moment, he finally knew why Hou Tu wanted to bring Su Chen to the Pangu Hall.

Just at this moment, the gate of the Pangu Hall opened wide again.

The Zhurong Divine Fire that had exploded in Mount Wuzhi extinguished instantly.

It wasn't Zhurong who extinguished it, but it was directly wiped out by a more powerful force.

At this time, the gale in Mount Wuzhi suddenly stopped.

Su Chen soon realized something was wrong; it wasn't that the gale had stopped, but that the space where the gale was located had frozen.

A figure walked out from the hall door; the moment he appeared, even Zhurong's flames instinctively converged a bit.

Su Chen looked at that figure.

He looked like a yellow sack, red as cinnabar fire, with six feet and four wings, chaotic without face or eyes.

Although Su Chen had never seen him, Su Chen knew that among the twelve Ancestral Wu, the only one who could control the laws of space was that Ancestral Wu of space and speed, Di Jiang.

The leader of the twelve Ancestral Wu of the Wu Clan. ===== CHAPTER 345 =====