Chapter 364

In the Hou Tu tribe, violent earthy-yellow energy surged through Hou Yi's legs, which were planted on the ground, and into his limbs and bones.

He roared, his hands gripping that giant bow as black as ink.

Upon the bow body, sheets of Dao patterns lit up one after another.

The endless turbid energy of the ley lines from Mount Wuzhi gathered entirely upon the bowstring.

A giant arrow, a hundred zhang long and dark yellow throughout, slowly took shape.

The space around the arrow could not withstand this pure power of the earth and began to collapse on a large scale, revealing the pitch-black void.

"Snap!" Hou Yi released the bowstring.

A deafening explosion rang out, and the giant arrow transformed into a stream of light that tore through the heavens and earth, carrying the must-kill will of a peak Great Witch, pointing straight at the center of Di Jun's brow.

Di Jun stood in mid-air, his expression as indifferent as water.

He raised a hand and waved, and a phantom turtle shell vaguely appeared before him, meeting the giant arrow.

The two collided, and the arrow, which had condensed all of Hou Yi's strength, began to dissolve the moment it touched the turtle shell, turning into flying ash that filled the sky.

Hou Yi let out a muffled groan, the backlash force causing his massive body to uncontrollably retreat half a step, one foot crushing a large area of black stone.

After Di Jun casually swatted away the giant arrow, he spread his five fingers, transforming them into a golden light seal that covered the sky and blocked the sun, reaching directly past Hou Yi toward Sun Wukong behind him.

Sun Wukong stood behind Hou Yi, his golden fur curled by the high temperature and emitting a burnt smell.

He raised his head, staring fixedly at the high and mighty Demon Emperor in mid-air, his golden pupils devoid of the slightest fear, filled only with wild ferocity.

"Get lost, you old grandson!" Sun Wukong roared.

The unyielding nature in his bones would never allow him to sit and wait for death.

His magic power at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Jinxian erupted without reservation, and the formidable physical body power, fused with the origin of the Six-Eared Macaque, was driven to the extreme.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang erupted with blinding golden light, swelling against the wind and transforming into a giant pillar that reached the heavens and the earth.

Upon the staff body, violent demon energy and golden light intertwined, emitting bursts of dragon roars and tiger howls.

Sun Wukong shattered the ground with his feet, unleashed the magical power of Fa Tian Xiang Di, and his entire person rose from the ground.

He swung the giant pillar with both hands, his waist and abdomen suddenly exerting force, and with a forward-moving determination, he smashed it fiercely toward the golden light seal pressing down from above.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang smashed heavily onto the light seal.

"Clang!"

A sound of metal clashing that shattered eardrums resounded through the clouds.

The veins on Sun Wukong's arms bulged, the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers instantly split, and fresh blood flowed down the staff body.

That staff strike, containing all his strength, smashed onto the light seal, yet the light seal did not even ripple.

Between the peak of the Semi-Sage and the Great Luo Jinxian lay an insurmountable chasm.

This was a gap that could not be bridged by will and talent alone.

Di Jun looked at Sun Wukong, who was struggling to hold on, a smile appearing on his face.

He waved his large sleeve, and the supreme spatial magical power, Chen Na Tai Xu, was instantly activated.

A black hole seemed to appear in Di Jun's hand.

The spatial suction force directly enveloped Sun Wukong, and the surrounding void collapsed inch by inch, forming a massive spatial vortex.

Sun Wukong struggled desperately, but in the face of absolute power suppression, all resistance was futile.

The black hole swallowed the golden light in one gulp, and Sun Wukong, along with the Ruyi Jingu Bang, was forcibly sucked into Di Jun's hand, completely silent.

"Monkey!" Hou Yi roared, reaching out to grab him, but it was already too late.

At the same time, deep within Mount Wuzhi, the Like Pangu Hall.

Inside the ancient and magnificent hall, twelve terrifying auras were entrenched.

The overbearing and peerless aura of the True Sun Fire erupted without concealment on the outskirts of Mount Wuzhi, instantly alarming the twelve Ancestral Witches within the hall.

In the center of the hall, Brother Di Jiang suddenly opened his eyes.

The spatial laws around his body fluctuated violently, and within his eyes, great thousand worlds were being born and destroyed.

"Di Jun!" Brother Di Jiang's voice was cold, permeated with bone-chilling killing intent. "He actually dares to step into my Mount Wuzhi alone!"

Zhu Rong's body erupted with crimson Nanming Li Fire, and he roared, "This bird-man is too deceptive! Does he really think my Mount Wuzhi is his backyard? I'll go tear him apart right now!"

Gong Gong sneered repeatedly, water vapor permeating his body. "A Demon Emperor who delivers himself to our door—today, I will make sure he never returns."

Hou Tu, sitting on the right, suddenly stood up.

She sensed that the location where Di Jun appeared was exactly where her tribe was.

"He is at the Hou Tu tribe!" Hou Tu's face was covered in frost.

She did not waste words, directly manifesting her true Ancestral Witch form: a human body with a snake tail, seven hands on her back, and two hands on her chest.

The heavy and peerless laws of the earth surged around her, and the ground of the world within the entire Like Pangu Hall resonated with it.

Hou Tu raised her hands and directly tore through the void before her, stepping into it in one stride.

Above the Hou Tu tribe.

Di Jun put away Sun Wukong and turned to leave.

Suddenly, the void in front of him twisted violently, and large swaths of space shattered with a boom.

A terrifying baleful aura that transcended heaven and earth, accompanied by the extremely heavy laws of the earth, descended with a crash.

Hou Tu's massive true Ancestral Witch form stepped out of the void.

As soon as she appeared, the ley lines of the entire Mount Wuzhi seemed to respond to her, and countless turbid ley line energies emerged.

"Di Jun, stay!"

Hou Tu roared, her two hands on her chest throwing punches, while the seven giant hands on her back formed seals simultaneously.

Endless laws of the earth gathered, transforming into a divine fist.

With one punch thrown, the space in front was completely blasted apart, turning into a turbulent flow of space.

The earthy-yellow divine fist carried a destructive momentum, ignoring the limits of distance, and bore down straight on Di Jun's face.

This punch contained the ultimate physical body power and origin laws of an Ancestral Witch.

Even Di Jun, at the peak of the Semi-Sage, dared not be the slightest bit arrogant.

A trace of solemnity flashed in the depths of Di Jun's eyes.

He did not fear Hou Tu, but this was Mount Wuzhi; once he was held up by Hou Tu for even half a breath, the other eleven Ancestral Witches would arrive in an instant.

By then, with the twelve Ancestral Witches gathered and the Du Tian Shen Sha Array set up, he would lose a layer of skin even with the He Tu Luo Shu protecting his body.

Di Jun's demon power vibrated, the True Sun Fire burned frantically, and his figure instantly transformed into a golden crow rainbow spanning the heavens and earth, attempting to avoid the fist's edge and escape.

But Hou Tu's fist intent was extremely overbearing, forcibly locking the surrounding space.

Just at this critical moment.

Above the nine heavens, beyond the thirty-three heavens.

Came a bell toll that was ancient, desolate, and permeated with the power to suppress the Primordial.

"Dang..."

The bell sound pierced through layers of heavenly realms and exploded directly on the outskirts of Mount Wuzhi.

Wherever the sound waves passed, time stood still, and space solidified.

The raging True Sun Fire stopped flickering, and the shattered spatial fragments hung suspended in mid-air.

The world-destroying punch Hou Tu had thrown paused incredibly for an instant in mid-air.

It was the Chaos Bell!

Dong Huang Tai Yi had made his move; he stood beyond the heavens, remotely driving this Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasure, forcibly fixing this piece of heaven and earth.

Although it was only for an instant, for Di Jun at the peak of the Semi-Sage, it was enough.

The golden crow rainbow tore through the solidified void, transformed into a stream of light, instantly rushed out of the range of Mount Wuzhi, and disappeared into the vast horizon.

The bell sound dissipated, and heaven and earth resumed their operation.

"Boom!"

Hou Tu's divine fist missed its target and smashed fiercely into the mountain ranges in the distance.

Dozens of mountain peaks towering into the clouds instantly turned into powder, the earth trembled incessantly, and smoke and dust obscured the sky and sun.

Hou Tu withdrew her fist and dispersed her true Ancestral Witch form.

She transformed back into a woman wearing a yellow dress, standing in mid-air, her face as heavy as water.

Below, Hou Yi, dragging his scarred body, walked to beneath Hou Tu and knelt on one knee.

"Ancestral Witch, the monkey was snatched away by Di Jun." Hou Yi gritted his teeth, his eyes full of self-reproach and anger.

Hou Tu looked in the direction Di Jun had left, killing intent rolling in her eyes.

"Demon Emperor, good methods." Hou Tu's voice was cold.