Chapter 350: Suppressed with a flip of the hand

Taking action directly against the protagonist of the Journey to the West is a move made in the open.

In the shadows, Luo Fu planned to find himself a few helpers.

When it came to finding helpers, the first person Luo Fu thought of was, naturally, Houtu.

In the Primordial World, apart from the Saint Tongtian, the person with the closest relationship to Luo Fu was Houtu.

At the very beginning, Luo Fu had intended to seek out the Saint Tongtian first.

But during this period, the Saint Tongtian was still being confined in the Zixiao Palace.

The Zixiao Palace was the territory of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

If Luo Fu were to barge directly into the Zixiao Palace, he would inevitably alert the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

At this current stage, Luo Fu did not yet wish to alert the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Therefore, Luo Fu changed his first stop to the Nine Serenities Underworld.

His indifferent figure drifted above the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"You are Luo Fu?"

Not long after Luo Fu's voice rang out, a sturdy figure, holding a giant axe, appeared out of thin air before Luo Fu.

"It is indeed I. May I ask how to address you, fellow Daoist?" With a sweep of his gaze, Luo Fu discerned the background of the burly man with the giant axe.

However, Luo Fu did not point it out, instead gently inquiring about the man's identity.

"To suppress Tathagata right in front of Saint Zhunti, you certainly have guts, sir."

The man hoisted the giant axe in his hand, his tone carrying a hint of praise.

However, as his words turned, the man's tone became fierce.

"Being able to suppress Tathagata, your strength is indeed formidable. But the Underworld is not a place where just anyone can run wild."

"Fellow Daoist, you jest. I am here with sincere intentions to pay a visit to Lady Pingxin."

Luo Fu said, his tone unchanging.

He had long since confirmed the man's identity.

Luo Fu remained quite polite toward the subordinates of Houtu.

"Enough nonsense. If you want to run wild in the Underworld, you must first ask the axe in my hand."

The burly man ignored Luo Fu's explanation, continuing to speak his own mind.

As soon as the words fell, the burly man swung the axe in his hand, hacking directly toward Luo Fu.

Knowing it would be like this, a flash of helplessness crossed Luo Fu's eyes.

The moment the man appeared, he had already predicted this would happen.

"The Wu Clan is the Wu Clan. Even if they have declined, their belligerent, foul temper remains."

Yes!

The identity of the man before him was precisely that of the Wu Clan.

The Primordial World was currently in the era of the Great War between the Wu and Demon Races, still at its absolute peak.

The Wu Clan of the Journey to the West world was different; they had successively experienced the Great War between the Wu and Demon Races, the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and the Investiture of the Gods.

The Wu Clan, once the masters of the earth, had long since declined.

The current Wu Clan had already gone extinct within the Three Realms.

Luo Fu had not expected that he would see a figure of the Wu Clan in the Nine Serenities Underworld.

However, this was not strange.

Lady Pingxin was the manifestation of the Ancestral Witch Houtu.

In a sense, the Nine Serenities Underworld could be considered the retreat of the Wu Clan.

Given the current situation of the Three Realms, the only place where the Wu Clan could survive was the Nine Serenities Underworld.

Facing the giant axe hacking toward him, Luo Fu did not choose to dodge, but instead raised his right hand and flicked his finger against the axe.

Clang!

Bang!

A vibrating sound rang out as the axe in the burly man's hand collided with Luo Fu's finger.

The force on the axe, upon landing on Luo Fu's finger, was like a clay ox entering the sea, failing to stir up any ripples.

Subsequently, a massive force was suddenly transmitted from his finger to the giant axe.

Under the effect of this massive force, the burly man's figure was sent flying backward, retreating dozens of meters before landing on the ground and stabilizing his stance.

"What a powerful physical body!"

A flash of brilliance crossed the burly man's eyes.

His discernment was not weak; he could see that Luo Fu had not used a shred of magic power in that move, relying purely on physical strength.

The burly man had not used much strength in that axe strike just now.

But the Wu Clan's greatest strength was their physical body; even without using his full strength, his axe was not something just anyone could receive with their bare body.

At this, the burly man became thoroughly interested.

Originally, his hands were just itchy, and he intended to have a casual spar with Luo Fu.

He knew that Luo Fu was proficient in the mysteries of various Great Daos.

The burly man actually quite disliked opponents who were proficient in Great Dao mysteries.

It was just that the Nine Serenities Underworld was too desolate; usually, one could not see anyone at all.

Lady Pingxin had also repeatedly forbidden them from leaving the land of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Therefore, the burly man had not encountered a worthy opponent for many years.

Since Luo Fu could suppress Tathagata, his strength was naturally formidable enough.

Facing such an opponent, the burly man, who had been stifled for a long time, simply could not hold back.

Of course, Luo Fu was a guest of Lady Pingxin, so the burly man was still very respectful.

That axe strike just now was merely a greeting.

Whether or not to actually fight depended on Luo Fu's opinion.

After all, with Luo Fu's level of Great Dao comprehension, if he were determined not to fight, the burly man would have no way to force him.

And Luo Fu chose to receive his attack with physical strength.

This meant that Luo Fu was willing to accompany him in a fight.

Even if Luo Fu had no such intention, the burly man intended to make a mistake and treat Luo Fu's defense as such an intention.

An opponent proficient in physical combat was the burly man's favorite kind of opponent.

The Wu Clan was most proficient in physical combat and most enjoyed battles where fists met flesh.

"You have good vision, fellow Daoist. Since you wish to spar, I will not be polite."

The moment his figure stabilized, the burly man spoke impatiently, placing special emphasis on the word "spar" to define the nature of their engagement.

Boom!

Without giving Luo Fu a chance to speak, the burly man directly unleashed the power within his body, and a formidable aura surged from him.

With the eruption of his strength, the burly man's physical body also began to expand.

In almost an instant, the burly man expanded hundreds of times, transforming into a sturdy giant, and the axe in his hand also grew hundreds of times larger along with him.

Fight!

Roar!

The burly man let out a roar, gripped the giant axe with both hands, his entire body radiating terrifying battle intent, his massive muscles bulging as he hacked directly down at Luo Fu.

In this axe strike, the burly man did not hold back in the slightest.

Rip!

Rumble!

The terrifying force acted upon the giant axe through his hands, and the axe, now hundreds of times larger and resembling a small mountain, tore through the cold air currents, carrying a massive roar as it smashed toward Luo Fu.

"Sigh! The Wu Clan are indeed all battle maniacs."

Luo Fu sighed slightly, raised his right hand again, and lifted it slightly to meet the giant axe smashing toward him.

The Wu Clan was proficient in physical combat, and their strength was extremely terrifying. The burly man before him was clearly no ordinary Wu Clan powerhouse.

Under a full-force axe strike, even a great mountain would be split in two.

But this amount of power was completely insignificant to Luo Fu.