Chapter 366: Speaking Wild Words, Zhu Rong Kneels!===GLOSSARY===

At the moment when Jieyin, Zhunti, and the others were shaken.

On the other side, Chiyou had already rushed back to the Pangu Holy Hall beneath Mount Buzhou.

Upon hearing his report, the ancestral Wu immediately sprang to their feet in sudden realization.

Bang!

Zhu Rong, enraged to the extreme, slammed the stone table before him, making it resound with bangs.

"What? Chen Ku actually dares to do this?!"

"Hmph, with the cultivation of a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, he attacks my brother Chiyou."

"Is this not naked bullying of the weak by the strong? Do you really think the Wu Clan is weak and bullyable?!"

Zhu Rong's furious roar, heavy and dull, echoed throughout the Pangu Holy Hall like rolling thunder.

As his words fell, ancestral Wu such as Gonggong and others also angrily voiced their agreement.

"Exactly, the Wu Clan cannot be insulted!"

"That Chen Ku dares to act against the ancestral Wu—clearly, he is provoking the might of our Wu Clan."

"We should immediately mobilize, march to Mount Sumeru, and rescue our brother Chiyou."

Clearly, the tempers of these few are as violent as Zhu Rong's.

Chiyou's status is no longer what it once was.

If an ancestral Wu were thus imprisoned by the Western Buddhist Sect, what a disgrace that would be!

Moreover, Chiyou has only just gradually grasped the profundity of the Dou Tian God-Slaying Great Formation, and it must not be lost.

As they spoke, Gonggong and others clenched their fists and rubbed their palms, their battle intent icy and fierce.

Zhu Rong hesitated not, immediately turning his gaze to Chiyou and issuing a command in a deep voice:

"Chiyou, swiftly summon the elite troops of the Wu Clan."

"Then follow us as we march out to besiege Mount Sumeru."

"This time, we must also use the Dou Tian God-Slaying Great Formation to let the Western Buddhist Sect witness the might of our Wu Clan."

Zhu Rong directly made this decision.

Upon hearing this, Chiyou was just about to agree and act accordingly.

However, at this very moment, the leader, Emperor Jiang, finally spoke.

"Wait!"

He first spoke, blocking Chiyou.

Then he turned to look at the fuming Zhu Rong, Gonggong, and others.

"Brothers, do not act rashly!"

"Chen Ku's action is of unclear meaning."

"In my view, it is better to first go to Mount Sumeru, meet Chen Ku, and understand his intentions."

"After that, whether to fight or make peace can be discussed later."

Emperor Jiang remained calm, patiently persuading Zhu Rong and the others.

Who would have thought that upon saying this, Zhu Rong and the others' faces froze for a moment, and then they burned with even greater fury.

Earlier, when we went to the Underworld to expel Dizang and others, Emperor Jiang had not agreed.

Now, our brother Chiyou has been taken by Chen Ku.

And yet Emperor Jiang still speaks of endurance?!

If this were to spread, perhaps all beings would think the Wu Clan fears the Western Buddhist Sect!

This is something the straightforward Zhu Rong and others cannot accept.

"Elder Brother Emperor Jiang, is there still a need for many words?!"

"Chen Ku dares to act against our brother Chiyou—his attitude is already clear."

Gonggong's face flushed red, his eyes cold and stern as he spoke thus.

However, at this moment, Xuanming also spoke, expressing the same view as Emperor Jiang.

"Elder Brothers, Elder Brother Emperor Jiang's words are correct."

"Nowadays, the Buddhist Sect is powerful, with four Saint-level beings seated in command."

"Unless absolutely necessary, we must absolutely not provoke a great war with them."

"And if we can avoid armed conflict and bring back our brother Chiyou, that would be best of all."

Xuanming's consideration is also eminently practical.

Upon hearing her words, Zhu Rong and the others, though still filled with resentment, were also somewhat speechless.

Not bad!

In the primordial world, strength is supreme.

With four Saint-level beings seated in command, even if Zhu Rong is reckless, he cannot help but be wary.

But precisely because of this, Zhu Rong and the others have become even more urgent.

Are we to just watch helplessly as Chiyou falls at Chen Ku's hands?!

Before the others could voice this worry, Zhu Jiuyin also perceived their thoughts.

After a moment of contemplation, Zhu Jiuyin spoke as if lost in thought:

"In my view, Chen Ku's action may perhaps be precisely in retaliation for your earlier expulsion of Dizang."

"Moreover, Chen Ku also knows the significance of our brother Chiyou to the Wu Clan, and will certainly not rashly strike a killing blow."

"In other words, the safety of our brother Chiyou now does not require excessive worry."

Zhu Jiuyin's analysis caused the ancestral Wu to nod silently in agreement.

Xingtian certainly would not fall so easily.

This can be seen from the fact that Chen Ku merely took him away earlier, rather than killing him outright.

The former's purpose was merely to lure the Wu Clan's ancestral witches.

As soon as the words paused, Zhu Jiuyin continued speaking:

"I am willing to accompany Brother Dijiang to Mount Sumeru for a visit."

"Regardless of Chen Ku and the others' intentions, we should also have a means of support."

As soon as his words fell, Rushou, Xuanming, and others also spoke up in turn.

"I will also go with the two elder brothers!"

"Many hands make light work; we might as well all mobilize."

"Exactly, exactly, we are all willing to follow Brother Dijiang to the Western Buddhist sect for a trip."

All the ancestral witches, without exception, eagerly volunteered.

But seeing everyone's eager expressions as if ready to fight, Dijiang frowned tightly, feeling quite helpless.

All the ancestral witches mobilizing, and with such a mighty momentum?!

If they don't start fighting by then, that would be suspicious.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Dijiang made his decision.

"Alright, no need for more words!"

"This time, our mobilization of four ancestral witches is sufficient."

Dijiang's words carried an undeniable, mighty authority.

Although the eleven ancestral witches were indeed discussing this matter.

But Dijiang, as the leader of the twelve ancestral witches, had already made a decision, and the others could not well say more.

Zhurong still felt unwilling, but he also knew that mobilizing all the ancestral witches was impossible.

He simply spoke directly:

"No matter what, I insist on going together."

Gonggong, beside him, also came to his senses.

"Exactly, exactly, I cannot be left out either!"

Even though not all the ancestral witches could mobilize, these two were extremely resolute, vowing to go together.

In a sense, Zhurong and Gonggong had already yielded.

Seeing this, Dijiang nodded and said nothing more.

"Well, if that is the case....."

"Then let Zhu Jiuyin, Zhurong, and Gonggong, three brothers, accompany this seat on the journey."

"But remember, upon reaching Mount Sumeru, you must speak and act with utmost caution, and must not act rashly."

Dijiang gave this advice somewhat uneasily, fearing that Zhurong and Gonggong might cause unnecessary trouble.

Thereafter, the four ancestral witches set out toward Mount Sumeru.

Elsewhere.

In the Mahavira Hall.

After a burst of exclamations and discussions.

Jieyin and Zhunti, along with Hongyun, finally fully clarified the earlier events.

And Chen Ku, by his own strength, fiercely clashed with the six great demon gods, ultimately slaying them in return, which likewise left the Three Saints astonished.

After a long while, Jieyin finally spoke in a deep voice:

"Looking at it this way, we earlier misunderstood the Three Purities......"

Upon saying this, Zhunti was first startled, then immediately understood the meaning.

He nodded and also spoke with deep emotion:

"I never expected that Ji Du, by cultivating the calamity law, would incite hatred between my Buddhist sect and the Wu Clan."

"Even, when that strange cloud mist vanished on Kunlun Mountain earlier, it also harbored the intent to sow discord between us and the Three Purities."

"All of this is thanks to my disciple-nephew's forceful breakthrough."

"Otherwise, it might truly have let Ji Du succeed."

Zhunti's gaze was deep, his tone gloomy.

While speaking, he also seemed to retain some lingering fear.

What the two said was precisely, when they initially traced back to the breaking of the Great Array of the Sun Star, they discovered what had happened near Kunlun Mountain.

And upon hearing Zhunti's praise, Chen Ku's expression remained rather calm.

"Although Ji Du, Yang Mei, and others ended in failure."

"But this also let us know that beyond the Chaos Realm, more dangers lie hidden."

"In the future, perhaps greater caution is needed; vigilance is key."

His words drew repeated nods from Jieyin, Zhunti, and others.

They originally thought that the extremely rare Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, among the many surviving demon gods, would not be so common.

And no one dares to guarantee whether Yang Mei and the others' demise was true or false.

Constant vigilance is never wrong!

Jieyin still prepared to say something.

But just then, outside the Mahavira Hall, suddenly a voice full of vigor transmitted:

"May the Western sages be exalted above!"

"This seat is Emperor Jiang, specially bringing along Zhus Jiuyin, Zhurong, and Gonggong, three brothers, to come here."

Emperor Jiang's words were quite respectful.

Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti also raised their eyebrows.

These ancestral witches really act quickly, don't they!

Then, without further words, Jieyin waved his hand and directly opened the gate, allowing Emperor Jiang and the others to enter.

Upon entering the great hall, one saw Jieyin, Zhunti, Hongyun, and Chen Ku, the four Buddhas, seated high above, their forms majestic.

Seated in the Mahavira Hall, their bodies radiated dazzling Buddha light, the swastika divine pattern encircling them, rising and falling.

Their eyes lowered, scrutinizing Emperor Jiang and the others, exuding a supreme dignity from their lofty position.

Chen Ku and the other three also possessed such strength and qualification.

Emperor Jiang also wasted no words, immediately turning his gaze to Chen Ku and speaking bluntly:

"We previously heard Chiyou's report, stating that Xingtian brother was taken by you all."

"Now we have arrived at Mount Sumeru; please, holy ones, clarify how we may release Xingtian!!"

Emperor Jiang asked thus.

However, strangely, after his words fell, Chen Ku had no response for a moment.

He merely swept his profound gaze over Emperor Jiang and the four others.

Appearing indifferent and unfeeling, arrogant and overbearing.

In reality, Chen Ku was using his extremely keen spiritual sense to scan Emperor Jiang and the others, checking whether they also bore the existence of the Witch-Slaying Needle.

After a moment, Chen Ku sensed no trace of Witch-Slaying Needle aura on Emperor Jiang and the others.

Only then did he slightly realize.

It seems that Jiandu and the others had not yet had time to take further action.

Who would have thought that Chen Ku's silence and lack of speech would immediately anger Zhurong.

Our four ancestral witches rushing here had already been holding in a bellyful of anger.

Now, Chen Ku still acts so arrogantly, ignoring Emperor Jiang elder brother's question?!

Is this brat deliberately mocking us?!

Thinking this, Zhurong became even more furious.

He also no longer cared about Emperor Jiang's admonition to "speak cautiously and act prudently."

Zhurong raised his head, stared directly at Chen Ku, and without hesitation shouted loudly:

"Chen Ku, you summoned our ancestral witches to come, yet now you have nothing to say?!"

"Hmph, bullying the weak with strength—do you yourself find this action indefensible?!"

"Quickly hand over Xingtian brother."

"Otherwise, do not blame this seat for being merciless—I will demolish your Great Thunder Sound Temple and burn your countless spiritual roots."

Zhurong can be described as overwhelmingly dominant.

First, being in the Mahavira Hall and yet not seeing Xingtian's form made Zhurong increasingly uneasy, his anger burning inward.

Second, in his view, Chen Ku's silence meant the latter was guilty.

Therefore, Zhurong's confidence surged, fully adopting the posture of one coming to question crimes.

Upon these words, Emperor Jiang and Zhus Jiuyin beside him instantly changed expression, their hearts shaken violently.

Good fellow!

I damn well call him a good fellow!

Zhurong, Zhurong, earlier Emperor Jiang elder brother's words—you didn't take a single character to heart, did you?

Earlier, when Emperor Jiang spoke, he needed to be polite and courteous, daring not to show the slightest disrespect.

But you directly spewed wild words, demolishing the Great Thunder Sound Temple, burning the Buddhist gate's spiritual roots?!

This.... is numb!

Completely numb!

If I had known earlier that Zhurong could cause such trouble, then whatever was said before, I couldn't have brought him along.

But now, there's no time for Emperor Jiang and the two to think further.

Only seen, as Zhurong's words fell.

Chen Ku also finally had a reaction.

"Noisy!"

"The Buddhist pure land, so noisy—what propriety is this?!"

Chen Ku lowered his eyes, his eyes cold and severe as he stared at Zhurong.

Before his words finished, only seen he struck out with a palm that boomed.

This palm contained infinite Buddhist Dao wondrous power.

Boom—!

Instantly, heavenly sound echoed, causing the Mahavira Hall to reverberate with continuous rumbling, deep and muffled, gripping the soul.

The colossal palm obscured the sky and sun, vast and supreme, ruthlessly unmatched as it pressed down upon Zhurong.

Seeing this, Zhurong was also greatly startled.

However, his reaction was also extremely swift.

Without hesitation, Zhurong directly activated the fire law he controlled.

His two fists suddenly thrust out, forming a posture of propping up the heavens.

And upon his two fists, there also surged the fire of law, burning with terrifying divine power capable of burning down the nine heavens.

Snort...

Snort...

In the darkness, the piercing sound of blazing flames tearing through the void rang out, making one's scalp tingle.

Zhu Rong is indeed formidable; ordinary quasi-sages cannot withstand his edge.

But what he faces is Chen Ku, who has attained the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

No matter how Zhu Rong exerts his full strength.

Yet the palm Chen Ku unleashes carries the force of crushing the dry and breaking the rotten, unstoppable.

Vast power surges forth, causing Zhu Rong's expression to twist instantly, appearing extremely terrifying.

He grits his teeth and strains desperately to hold on.

At a certain moment, his body still shuddered violently.

Then.

Bang!

Bang!

Two dull explosions burst forth, and Emperor Jiang and the others also witnessed it.

At this very moment, Zhu Rong's massive fists were actually shattered outright.

Great sheets of blood rain poured down, crimson everywhere, shocking to behold.

Moreover, it does not end there.

Chen Ku's palm does not lose momentum, pressing down until Zhu Rong's form gradually outlines, his unyielding spine slowly bending.

Finally, accompanied by another dull sound, Zhu Rong's burly body can no longer support itself, his knees buckling as he kneels before Chen Ku.

Seeing this, Emperor Jiang has not yet had time to react.

Nearby, Gong Gong is greatly startled and alarmed, his pupils contracting sharply.

"Do not harm Brother Zhu Rong!"

With a furious roar, Gong Gong also moves his body greatly, producing a top-tier witch treasure, preparing to strike.

However, at the same time, Zhunti also moves.

"Seven Treasures Wondrous Tree!"

He softly cries out, the Seven Treasures Wondrous Tree is unleashed, pressing down upon Gong Gong's head.

Instantly, Gong Gong's scalp explodes, terror and dread intertwining.