Chapter 22: Snatching from Tongtian

Hearing Pan Huang's words, Tongtian's brows furrowed even tighter.

Because when Pan Huang said these were three living beings about to transform, Tongtian suddenly felt that he had a deep master-disciple fate with them.

"Are you trying to snatch from me?" Tongtian looked coldly at Pan Huang.

"Snatch? Why say it like that?" Pan Huang asked with a smile.

"If that's the case, then leave quickly, otherwise the sword in my hand doesn't recognize people."

"The three of you Three Pure Ones add up to only three people, with no clansmen and no power. Who gave you the courage to say such things? Hongjun?" Hearing Tongtian's words, even with Pan Huang's good temper, he was a bit angry.

In the Primordial World, he had a good impression of Tongtian. After all, in the novels of his past life, Tongtian's image was always positive. But when it came to his turn, this Tongtian was very annoying.

Whoosh—

As soon as Pan Huang's voice fell, a sound of breaking through the air reached his ears. The next second, a golden bell shadow appeared on Pan Huang's body. This bell shadow was controlled by Zhong Ling.

"So overbearing? I just said two sentences, and you want to put me to death?"

"These three have a fate with me, Tongtian!" Tongtian retracted the Qingping Sword.

"A fate? Then why am I here?" Pan Huang pretended to be innocent and said.

"Pan Huang, I know you are an Ancestral Witch, but you had better not snatch from me, otherwise I will let you know what the orthodox Pangu is."

"Orthodox Pangu? Making it seem like no one else is orthodox Pangu. I'd like to see what abilities you, the orthodox Pangu, have." Pan Huang said coldly.

The reason he had such a good temper toward Tongtian just now was mainly because in the novels of his past life, Tongtian's image was always positive. Influenced by the novels of his past life, he subconsciously thought that Tongtian's personality should be like that.

But now it seemed that it wasn't the case at all. This Tongtian was very overbearing.

"Looking for death!" The three brothers of Tongtian had always been proud of being the orthodox Pangu. Now hearing Pan Huang say this, they were instantly enraged, and the Qingping Sword in his hand shot over again.

This time Tongtian attacked in anger, and the Qingping Sword arrived in an instant, wrapped in powerful sword energy, but it didn't break Zhong Ling's golden bell. However, looking at Zhong Ling's appearance, it was estimated that she couldn't hold on for a few breaths.

Seeing this, Pan Huang's hands were filled with laws, and he reached out and grabbed the Qingping Sword. Seeing this, Tongtian sneered. This was his Dharma treasure for proving the Dao. If it was so easily grabbed by Pan Huang, he, Tongtian, would eat shit live.

But the next second, the sneer on his face froze. Pan Huang had actually grabbed the Qingping Sword, and there was a strange energy corroding the Qingping Sword, which made Tongtian's blood surge instantly.

Tongtian hurriedly recalled the Qingping Sword. At this time, the luster on the Qingping Sword had dimmed quite a bit. Tongtian's eyes immediately turned red. This was his treasure for proving the Dao, and it had actually been damaged. It would take at least a thousand years of nourishment to recover.

"Very good! Very good!" Tongtian looked at Pan Huang with killing intent all over his body. Pan Huang didn't show weakness either, looking at Tongtian with killing intent all over his body as well.

Si Teng and the three others also instantly released the killing intent on their bodies. For a time, the whole scene was very tense, as if they could fight together in the next second.

It was also at this critical moment that a calamity cloud suddenly appeared in the sky. Seeing the calamity cloud, Pan Huang and Tongtian subconsciously retracted the killing intent on their bodies, otherwise, they might be calculated into the calamity cloud, and then these Three Clouds and Zhao Gongming would probably be split into pieces by the calamity cloud.

After the calamity cloud appeared, Tongtian and Pan Huang and the others left the isolated island.

Rumble—

The calamity cloud soon split four bolts of lightning. Seeing these four bolts of lightning, Pan Huang's brows furrowed. Are the Three Clouds and Zhao Gongming transforming together? It doesn't seem so, right?

If Zhao Gongming and the Three Clouds were transforming together, then they would definitely not be able to survive this intensity of lightning tribulation.

"It wouldn't be the butterfly effect, would it?" Pan Huang said in his heart.

The next second, he transmitted his voice to Zhong Ling, asking her to help the Three Clouds and the others, otherwise, the Three Clouds and Zhao Gongming might really be struck to death by the lightning tribulation.

Now Zhong Ling and Leng Yue had also successfully advanced to low-grade innate spiritual treasures under Pan Huang's feeding. But because they were artifact spirits, as long as they didn't want others to know, others couldn't investigate their specific quality. Of course, Hongjun was the exception, after all, Hongjun was now a Saint.

Just as Zhong Ling was about to make a move, Tongtian actually stopped Pan Huang.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, I wonder what you mean by this?" Pan Huang's tone was a bit unkind.

"My disciple doesn't need you to save them. I will save them myself." Tongtian said coldly.

"Then you should make a move!"

"I don't need you to tell me how to do things." Tongtian looked coldly at Pan Huang.

Boom—another four bolts of lightning. This was already the third wave of transformation lightning tribulation, but Tongtian still had no intention of making a move. Obviously, he wanted to lend a helping hand when the Three Clouds and the others were in despair, and then make them grateful.

But Pan Huang wouldn't do that, because he didn't remember whether the Three Clouds and Zhao Gongming transformed together in his past life, so he had to save the Three Clouds.

"Get lost!" Tongtian slashed down with his sword, pushing Zhong Ling away, which made Pan Huang unable to sit still. Damn, I really gave too much face.

Pan Huang didn't say a word and disappeared from where he was. Tongtian immediately felt danger and hurriedly raised his sword to welcome him.

Bang—

With a muffled sound, Pan Huang's fist smashed heavily onto the Qingping Sword. Tongtian groaned and retreated several steps.

"Are the Three Pure Ones amazing? Is being a Quasi-Saint amazing? Who gave you the capital to be arrogant in front of me? Do you know how long I've tolerated you? You thing that doesn't know how to appreciate kindness!" Pan Huang said coldly.

Tongtian didn't speak. He put away the Qingping Sword, and a purple hammer flashing with lightning suddenly appeared in his hand. This hammer was the Purple Electric Hammer.

Now it wasn't time for the third lecture and treasure distribution, so Tongtian didn't have many Dharma treasures in his hand. Only to see him waving the hammer, bolts of lightning as thick as buckets immediately split toward Pan Huang.

Pan Huang didn't dodge at all, bearing the attack of the lightning hard. After the lightning disappeared, Pan Huang also disappeared.

"What are you looking for?" Pan Huang's voice appeared behind Tongtian.

The next second, Tongtian was smashed onto the sea surface by Pan Huang with a punch, setting off towering giant waves. When he crawled out of the sea, the Dao robe on his body was also messy, his hair was disheveled, and he looked embarrassed.

"I want to kill you, I will never die with you, never die!" Tongtian looked coldly at Pan Huang.

"Then I will kill you first!" Pan Huang clenched his fists, and a deep blue light appeared on his fists.

This light was the embodiment of the soul law. He created the God-Forging Law, but this didn't mean he couldn't use the previous laws.

Just as Pan Huang was about to rush over, the calamity cloud in the sky dissipated, and four white lights fell from the void, covering the Three Clouds and the others.

Seeing this, Pan Huang put away the deep blue law on his hands. A light flashed on Tongtian's body, and he also returned to his usual appearance, but the gloomy expression on his face showed that his mood was very bad now.

"Greetings to our benefactor." After the Three Clouds and the others transformed, they came to Pan Huang's side for the first time.

"I am the orthodox Pangu of Mount Kunlun, one of the Three Pure Ones, the Shangqing Lingbao Heavenly Venerable. You four have a master-disciple fate with me, and I intend to take you as disciples." Before Pan Huang could speak, Tongtian on the side spoke first.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 23 =====