Chapter 116: The Secret of Di Jun and Taiyi

Such a massive commotion instantly attracted the attention of the Demon Court.

Above the Thirty-Three Heavens, several figures descended and stood proudly in the Primordial Starry Sky.

"They have actually all broken through." Seeing the two sides in battle, Di Jun's face showed shock and suspicion.

After his second brother Taiyi conquered Penglai Immortal Island, the Demon Court's fortune surged greatly; relying on the fortune gathered around his body, he had easily broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

But he had not expected that Dijiang and Tian Yuan would also have broken through.

Taiyi's face was grim, his eyes also revealing shock.

Whether it was that Dijiang or the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain, neither of them had gone to Purple Heaven Palace to listen to the Dao, so how could they have broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm?

Di Jun and Taiyi looked at each other, and one could see the gravity in the depths of their eyes.

The Ancestral Witches were indeed remarkable, and the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain was also extraordinary, but they had not previously held them in high regard, because the two of them were even more exceptional.

Although they had gone to Purple Heaven Palace three times to listen to the Dao, they did not follow the Slaying the Three Corpses Method.

Law Proving the Dao, a method of proving the Dao like the Pangu Great God, was also the fundamental reason they disdained Hongyun's Hongmeng Purple Qi.

It was also the direct reason why Taiyi went to the East Sea alone and suppressed the immortals of Penglai Immortal Island by force.

In their eyes, those of the Quasi-Saint level were as weak as clay chickens and pottery dogs, because they cultivated the Hunyuan Dao.

And now, the two of them felt the same aura from Tian Yuan and Dijiang.

Their Cultivation Method came from the will of the Sun Star; where did Tian Yuan and the Wu Clan obtain theirs? At this very moment, Di Jun and Taiyi both understood in their hearts that they had somewhat underestimated Tian Yuan and the Wu Clan.

"Quasi-Quasi-Saint? How did they break through so quickly?" The Demon Master Kunpeng, who was following behind, widened his eyes, his face filled with shock and confusion.

Dijiang had gone to Purple Heaven Palace the first time, but ran off before he could even listen to the Dao; Tian Yuan had never gone at all, so how could their cultivation be so fast?

Moreover, the Ancestral Witches' Primordial Spirit was weak and they had no magic treasures, so how could they bear the Three Corpses they had slain?

Kunpeng, with a confused look, gazed at the two Demon Emperors, but seeing that they both had grave expressions, he did not dwell on it.

On the contrary, Baize, who was following on the other side, had a strange look flash through his eyes, and he still stood in the scene without changing his expression.

When his peripheral vision turned toward the Primordial land, he was instantly surprised.

Below Mount Buzhou, a massive Fierce Beast was dragging half a corpse while swallowing large mouthfuls, with the Ancestral Witch Zhurong chasing behind it.

Zhurong struck repeatedly, but the Fierce Beast did not resist, only gulping down the remains.

Sensing the fluctuations from the opponent, Baize exclaimed in a low voice: "Lord Demon Emperor, what kind of Fierce Beast is that, to be so capable?"

As the head of the Ten Great Demon Sages of the Demon Court, Baize knew very well how strong the physical bodies of the Ancestral Witches were.

Even the two Demon Emperors dared not easily withstand the fists of the Ancestral Witches with their physical bodies, yet now there was a Fierce Beast that was fearless?

The few people who had been attracted by the battle in the air also looked downward, and all of them frowned.

Although Zhurong had not broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, his strength was not weak, yet that Fierce Beast was actually withstanding the Ancestral Witch's attacks head-on.

However, after just one look, the gazes of Di Jun and Taiyi converged on that corpse, and then they immediately looked toward the Wu Clan tribe shrouded in blood mist.

The Wu Clan was the only rival of the Demon Court in the Primordial world, so naturally, they had paid no small amount of attention to them.

But in the last few thousand years, the Wu Clan had rarely been active on the Primordial land, and few clansmen had walked out of the tribe; they seemed to be holed up in the tribe practicing.

The blood mist emanating from that physical body clearly originated from the Wu Clan tribe.

"Big Brother, what kind of creature's corpse is that?" Taiyi's face was grim, his brows tightly furrowed.

The cruel and violent fluctuations were no different from those of the Ancestral Witches, but the vast and ancient aura left him puzzled.

Di Jun did not speak and shook his head; he was equally unclear.

Baize was suspicious in his heart and looked strangely at the corpse in the mouth of the Hou. Although puzzled, he did not ask again.

"You wicked beast! Let go!" Zhurong looked at the Fierce Beast before him, his expression furious.

His massive fists swung repeatedly, smashing onto the Hou's forehead, but the opponent ignored him entirely, only burying its head to eat.

With sharp teeth, it tore off chunks of flesh and blood, not even chewing them, swallowing them into its belly before biting again.

With the opponent being so ferocious, Zhurong was even more shocked in his heart.

Where did that Stone Man Tian Yuan find such a perverted fellow? Its physical strength was completely on par with them, the Ancestral Witches. Thinking of this, Zhurong was even more enraged.

Tian Yuan had stolen the heart of the Father God, and now he had even come to snatch their opportunity.

Yet, facing his beating, the Fierce Beast before him would not let go, and Zhurong was so anxious he was hopping mad.

The remaining brothers were all on the verge of breaking through, otherwise, how could this wicked beast have snatched away the corpse?

With a swish, the Hou, which had been burying its head in ferocious tearing, tore off a large piece of flesh and threw it away, and once it landed in the distance, it immediately ran toward Tian Yuan in the distance.

Dijiang revealed his figure, looking at the departing Hou in shock.

Although it was only a hurried strike, he was a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, yet that Fierce Beast was still able to move as fast as flying.

"Big Brother!" Dijiang appeared, and Zhurong's face was overjoyed, but seeing the Fierce Beast in the distance, his expression changed instantly.

After Big Brother's strike, that Fierce Beast was still unharmed.

Dijiang glanced at the sky above, and a low voice sounded: "Go!"

Xuanming and the others had all reached the critical moment of breaking through; now was not the time for fighting. Once all Ten Great Ancestral Witches broke through, whether it was Tian Yuan or the Demon Court, all would be reduced to dust.

Carrying the remaining half of the corpse, Dijiang fled toward the blood mist not far away.

Zhurong glared hatefully at Tian Yuan in the distance and immediately followed quickly.

That detestable fellow had actually gotten ahead of him, and more importantly, the fellow's pet was so powerful.

When he went back, he must work hard to cultivate and break into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm as soon as possible.

Tian Yuan descended from the air, patted the Hou's head, and his expression was very satisfied.

The strength of the Hou's physical body was within his expectations; what Tian Yuan was happy about was the Hou's attitude.

The opponent lowered its head, excitedly swallowing the snatched flesh and blood.

Scanning the vanished Dijiang and the other, Tian Yuan looked toward the sky. But as his gaze swept past, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Hunyuan Golden Immortal!

Di Jun and Taiyi had both broken through to become Hunyuan Golden Immortals! "As expected, things are not that simple!" Tian Yuan muttered softly, though his face did not show too much surprise.

Earlier, Tian Yuan had always held a doubt in his heart; the struggle between the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witches was one thing at the Great Luo Golden Immortal stage, but Quasi-Saint cultivation was different.

The Ancestral Witches followed the path of Law Proving the Dao, making them Hunyuan Golden Immortals, incomparable to ordinary Quasi-Saints.

While the Chaos Bell in Taiyi's palm was indeed remarkable, there was no reason he could fight several opponents at once.

Even that Di Jun could rely on the River Chart and Luo Shu to fight a few Ancestral Witches was equally too exaggerated; it turned out that neither of them had followed the Slaying the Three Corpses method.

At this moment, Tian Yuan also understood a little why Di Jun and Taiyi did not give Hongjun any face at all, turning around and wiping out Dong Wanggong.

Perhaps the two of them knew some of Hongjun's secrets, and as for heading to Purple Heaven Palace, it was likely not that simple either.

Tian Yuan stroked the head of the Hou, his face revealing contemplation, while Di Jun and Taiyi in the air also wore solemn expressions.

They could discover Tian Yuan's situation, and naturally, Tian Yuan could also sense the aura of the two.

Taking a deep look at Tian Yuan, Di Jun turned and headed toward the Demon Court.

The Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain was far more extraordinary than he had imagined.

There was also the matter of the Wu Clan, which needed to be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise, it would become increasingly troublesome.

Taiyi did not speak; he also glanced at Tian Yuan before transforming into a scorching sun and fleeing toward the Sun Palace.

Demon Master Kunpeng, who lingered at the end, looked at Tian Yuan with a sinister expression before immediately following them.

He could not understand why Tian Yuan's cultivation was progressing so quickly without even going to Purple Heaven Palace.

Tian Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked toward the distant Wu Clan tribe; within the thick blood mist, dense array patterns emerged, shrouding the entire tribe.

"Let's go! Back to Mount Buzhou!" The Ancestral Witches were avoiding battle, and he could do nothing about it.

Aside from Houtu and Gonggong, the Wu Clan still had ten other Ancestral Witches; only two had just appeared, and it was clear the others were in seclusion, so now was the time to compete in time.

The one hundred and eight Branch Veins of the Eastern Land had all been cleared, and Tian Yuan needed to accelerate the purification of those three Main Veins.

The Hou, still gnawing on flesh and blood, followed unhurriedly behind Tian Yuan, its peripheral vision still fixed on the distant Wu Clan tribe.

"Father Mountain!"

Just as Tian Yuan approached, a figure flew down from the mountain; it was Huluwa.

He looked at the Hou behind him and exclaimed loudly, "Father Mountain, is this your new pet?"

The Hou, which had been bowing its head to swallow, immediately raised its head, its fierce gaze sweeping toward Huluwa.

Although it had accepted its relationship with Tian Yuan, being spoken of this way still made it quite annoyed.

That bloodthirsty gaze made Huluwa's heart jump.

He had seen it clearly just now on Mount Buzhou, but facing it directly now still left him feeling shocked.

Glancing at the angry Hou behind him, Tian Yuan nodded and said with a smile, "Let's go, back to the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space."

Next, he intended to clear the three Main Veins as soon as possible.

With his big eyes pretending to be fierce as he glared at the Hou, Huluwa excitedly followed behind Tian Yuan.

Father Mountain's strength had skyrocketed, and he had even acquired such a powerful pet, so he was naturally very happy.

The Hou, following behind, swept a glance at the towering Mount Buzhou before it, a strange glint flashing in its eyes, and then it stepped onto Mount Buzhou.

Before it could make any unusual moves, a somewhat familiar will shrouded it.

The scene flashed, and it appeared in a gray world.

Scanning its surroundings, it immediately let out a slightly excited roar and charged toward the firmament on its own.

"Huh!" Seeing the Hou's actions, Tian Yuan was immediately startled.

The other party was flying in the air, wantonly devouring those wandering wills, startling them into scurrying everywhere.

"Father Mountain! This guy!" Huluwa had clearly noticed it too, his small face full of shock.

An unexpected joy, a complete unexpected joy; Tian Yuan was very satisfied!

(End of this chapter)