Chapter 57: Solo Battle Against Jieyin and Zhunti

"Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this?" Jieyin's face was livid, and his eyes were clearly filled with malice.

At this moment, the way the stone man looked at him also made Jieyin extremely displeased.

He had previously planned to scheme for the Gourd Vine, but he hadn't even encountered it yet. This stone man had jumped out first, and was instead trying to snatch his Bitter Bamboo.

The way the other party appeared was just like that time in the valley, without the slightest fluctuation of aura.

Appearing out of thin air, disappearing out of thin air, without the slightest sign.

And that overbearing punch just now was also purely physical strength.

Sweeping a glance with his peripheral vision at Gungun, who was standing beside the stone man, Jieyin felt some doubt in his heart.

He had heard Gungun's form of address clearly; could it be that this stone man was a hidden Ancestral Witch? He could not sense the slightest aura from the other party, let alone the monstrous blood energy and violent Blood Fiend Qi of the Wu Clan.

He did not know the specifics of the Ancestral Witches, but he still had some understanding of them; he had even seen Houtu in Purple Heaven Palace.

Although he hadn't examined her closely in the valley earlier, observing Houtu's expression, she clearly did not know the stone man.

Jieyin's mind was a bit muddled; what exactly was the origin of this stone man?

"Everything in this mountain belongs to me; what do you mean by asking what I intend to do?" After Tian Yuan finished speaking, he leaped up, his figure pouncing toward Jieyin.

He had tested the power of the Ancestral Witches a little; now it was time to explore the cultivation level of the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace.

Jieyin and Zhunti were able to stand out in Purple Heaven Palace, so their own strength was clearly not weak; they were very suitable trial subjects.

Jieyin's expression went blank, and for a moment, he was speechless.

He felt that he and his junior brother were already quite shameless, but he hadn't expected this stone man to be even more excessive.

Mount Buzhou was the Heavenly Pillar of the Primordial World, yet he claimed everything in the mountain was his; he had truly met his match.

Glancing at the stone man with a hint of wariness, Jieyin hurriedly summoned his junior brother to come and assist.

Whether it was the Bitter Bamboo before him or the Gourd Vine taken away by the stone man, both were Supreme Innate Spiritual Roots.

Capturing this stone man would be a tremendous stroke of fortune.

The only thing that worried him was that the aftermath of the battle might attract the Three Pure Ones and others.

As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Jieyin's expression suddenly changed; the stone man appeared before him in an instant, and without any fancy attacks, he struck out with his massive fist again.

Greatly alarmed, Jieyin had his treasure banner shining brilliantly above his head, while simultaneously blasting out divine light from his palm.

Boom! The multicolored light shattered; the divine ability condensed from magic power was brutally torn apart by the other party.

That pair of fists, shimmering with silver radiance, continued to blast toward him with undiminished momentum.

Jieyin was shocked and fled rapidly; above his head, the Manjus and tassels on the treasure banner danced, and nine-colored light poured down, tightly shielding him within.

With a dull thud, the treasure banner above his head shook once more, and Jieyin's expression turned somewhat ugly.

It was one thing to have cast it in a hurry just now, but now he was prepared, and yet the treasure banner was still being struck until it trembled repeatedly.

With attacks of pure strength, even if the stone man was not an Ancestral Witch, he was already comparable to one.

Jieyin had no time to think of anything else; as one massive fist after another came crashing down, he could only deal with them in a sorry state.

"The defense of a Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure is indeed remarkable." Watching the treasure banner above Jieyin's head, Tian Yuan muttered softly.

The other party had refined this treasure for countless Great Eras, so he was already adept at wielding it.

However, Jieyin's performance still left Tian Yuan somewhat puzzled; although suppressed by the might of Mount Buzhou, it was impossible for there to be no room for resistance at all.

Just at this moment, golden light flared intensely around Jieyin, and a wisp of golden radiance escaped toward his back.

Just as Tian Yuan had expected, this fellow was still obsessed with the Bitter Bamboo and hadn't been going all out at all.

A wisp of Innate Metal Geng Qi taking form—this was likely Jieyin's true self.

With a faint will enveloping him, Tian Yuan's figure vanished, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Jieyin.

On Mount Buzhou, who else's speed could surpass his?

It was a pity that this will was not yet strong enough and could only assist him simply for now.

If it could be transformed into the might of heaven and earth to suppress others, that would be truly wonderful. Perhaps if he cleared all the Eastern Earth Veins, he could wield the might of Mount Buzhou to suppress enemies.

If Mount Buzhou were fully awakened, he wondered if it could directly suppress a Heavenly Dao Saint.

"That is???"

Jieyin's expression changed drastically, and with a swish, he transformed into human form and stopped in mid-air.

Just now, he had sensed a unique fluctuation, an aura very similar to Mount Buzhou.

Was this the fundamental reason why the other party could come and go as they pleased on Mount Buzhou? But before Jieyin could think it through, a fist blooming with rich silver light flew toward him.

Upon the slightest contact, an overbearing aura that looked down upon the world rushed toward him, causing his mind to sway.

Golden light shone, and the treasure banner spun rapidly, growing even larger in the wind, with rich Mysterious Yellow Qi emerging and surging outward.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a huge golden-yellow cylinder, completely covering him.

With a thud, the silver light exploded, and the Jieyin Treasure Banner was sent flying.

"Senior Brother!"

An exclamation came from a distant hilltop, and Tian Yuan immediately saw seven-colored light striking toward him, intending to suck him into it.

The Seven-Treasured Tree!

This magic treasure flashed through Tian Yuan's mind instantly; his figure grew in the wind, and rich white light bloomed.

He swung his silver fist into that multicolored light, and immediately the radiance shattered; an object flew out and landed in the palm of Zhunti in the distance.

Seeing Zhunti appear, Tian Yuan was not surprised at all, his eyes still burning with heat.

"Fellow Daoist! Since the Bitter Bamboo was found by my Senior Brother, this is going too far." Zhunti's face was dark, and a flash of surprise crossed the depths of his eyes.

The Seven-Treasured Tree was refined from his own true self that he had shed during his transformation, along with seven treasures; it was known for being able to brush away anything, and it was his most powerful magic treasure.

This was the first time Zhunti had ever seen someone break free from it using only their physical body.

His peripheral vision swept toward the Bitter Bamboo in the distance; another Supreme Innate Spiritual Root, and he hadn't expected the stone man to appear as well.

"I see that the magic treasure in your palm is also fated with me; why not offer it to me!" Tian Yuan glanced at the Seven-Treasured Tree and spoke gloomily.

The strength of the physical body is indeed extraordinary; no wonder the Ancestral Witch disdains any spiritual treasures.

Whatever techniques, divine abilities, or spiritual treasures there are, they are all broken by the physical body alone.

"Arrogant!" Zhunti was furious. "Senior brother, let us join forces to capture him!"

The commotion just now was not small; if things go poorly, others may have already rushed over, so they must finish the battle quickly.

Jieyin did not reply; with a precious canopy above his head, he took out a whisk and struck toward Tian Yuan.

Zhunti held the Seven-Treasured Wonderful Tree and followed closely behind; neither of them hid their strength any longer.

The longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it was for them! "Hehe! Well come!" Tian Yuan was overjoyed in his heart.

In other places, he still had misgivings and worried about being ambushed, but on Mount Buzhou, he could fight completely unrestrained.

Amidst the rumbling sounds, multicolored light and laws surged; Tian Yuan's towering body charged and crashed about, with absolutely no defense.

Listening to the stone man's howling, Jieyin's expression became increasingly ugly.

Right now, he was not holding back and still needed his junior brother's help, but the effect was not obvious.

Ever since they took form, they had been together day and night and were extremely skilled in joint attack techniques.

Under their unsparing attacks, Tian Yuan rarely counterattacked; taking their numerous attacks with his physical body, he instead fought more valiantly as the battle progressed.

"Senior brother! This stone man's physical body is a rare treasure," Zhunti whispered via voice transmission.

Jieyin's facial muscles twitched slightly; even at a time like this, he still had the heart to think about such things.

Sweeping his peripheral vision into the distance, he immediately sighed that it was bad; several familiar auras were rapidly approaching.

This Bitter Bamboo, I fear there is no hope for it! (End of chapter)