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Chapter 1248
chapter 0525 part 2
But for some people, a one ten-thousandth of a second hesitation during combat is enough to be fatal!
In this short, almost non-existent instant, a scarlet Figure had already teleported to his side. Dijiang's fleshy wings flapped, and his two Claws, which carried a sharp wind sound, reached out towards Taishan Fujun's Heart.
Like Gonggong, Zhurong, also holding a Great Halberd, leaped behind Taishan Fujun and swung his Great Halberd towards the Back of his Head.
The Flame Halberd's Six Desires True Fire burned fiercely. The scorching high temperature burned the Air, causing it to lack oxygen. The blade of the Flame Halberd hadn't even reached the top of Taishan Fujun's Head yet, but the Six Desires True Fire on the Halberd body had already ignited the Emperor's Crown on his head.
"Bastards! How dare you!"
Feeling the Crisis of Life and Death, Taishan Fujun Bellowed and unleashed the Four Directions Cauldron in his hand. A Clear Light descended, firmly covering him.
An extremely tough counter-shock Force rolled outwards. Dijiang's Claws and Zhurong's Great Halberd were bounced back almost simultaneously upon touching the Clear Light.
Taishan Fujun's Body swayed, and he spat out a mouthful of Blood.
Even though the Four Directions Cauldron was an Exotic Treasure born from Heaven and Earth, being attacked by Tang Song's two Great Demon God Avatars, Dijiang and Zhurong, Taishan Fujun still couldn't withstand the Impact of such powerful Strength.
"Good Treasure, this Aura, it seems I didn't misjudge! This is indeed an Innate Spiritual Treasure! Although it can't compare to the Innate items of those Great World, it is still a rare Treasure. From its appearance, it is not inferior to a single Infinity Stone!"
Tang Song's Gaze on the Four Directions Cauldron was practically glowing. The last time he had such a Gaze was when he was examining the Space Gem.
Tang Song's Mind stirred, and ten Figures appeared in the rolling Black Cloud above his head. In the Black Cloud, these Ancestral Witch Avatars cackled. "Didn't that kid just say it? Innate Spiritual Treasure belongs to the virtuous. I think we are deeply virtuous!"
"This Treasure is fated with me! It should fall into our hands!"
"Why are you learning from those bald donkeys, jabbering endlessly? Stop talking nonsense, just go forward and beat him to death, then snatch the item!"
The ten Ancestral Witch Avatars were extremely wild and excited. As Tang Song's Cultivation Base grew higher, he implicitly urged these Great Demon God Avatars to increasingly return to their origin, and even their personalities became closer to the true Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Xuan Yan charged forward first, letting out a fierce Bellow. Bone Spikes burst out from his Body, and he rotated like a top. Dijiang's six Claws splayed wide. The two combined their Strength, causing the Clear Light Barrier around Taishan Fujun's entire body to ripple continuously.
Taishan Fujun could be said to be the strongest Innate Deity in this World. The Four Directions Cauldron in his hand was precisely his Natal Treasure. One must know that even in the Jambudvīpa World, only that small handful of Innate Gods and Demons could be born with a Natal Spiritual Treasure.
Of course, the Innate Origin of this World was incomparable to the Jambudvīpa World. This also meant that Taishan Fujun, this Innate Deity who governed the Underworld Administration, even with a Natal Spiritual Treasure, could only barely achieve the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit by relying on his status as the Lord of the Underworld Administration.
It was precisely because he had possessed powerful, world-beating Strength since birth that this Taishan Fujun had virtually no decent combat experience.
Under the combined efforts of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars, his meager fighting experience was completely useless. Often, the fists and Claws of the Twelve Ancestral Witches would approach his Body before he reacted. In this situation, he could only rely on the Four Directions Cauldron, this Innate Divine Artifact, passively enduring the continuous bombardment of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
In just the blink of an eye, Taishan Fujun took thousands of fists, thousands of halberd strikes, and tens of thousands of claw strikes. Each attack was heavier than the last, and because the speed of the Twelve Ancestral Witches' attacks was simply too fast, these attacks were so quick they seemed to happen almost simultaneously.
With a loud bang, The Void within an area of over a hundred miles was instantly Shattered, unable to withstand this wave of attacks.
Under wave after wave of attacks, Taishan Fujun was directly sent flying hundreds of miles away. By the time Taishan Fujun regained his footing, he was in a sorry state.
Not only were the Emperor's Crown and hair on his Head burned, but his Imperial Robe was also smashed to pieces. The pitiful true Master of the Underworld World was as disheveled as a beggar on the street, completely devoid of any authority.
"You, you—" Taishan Fujun stretched out a Finger, pointing at the Twelve Ancestral Witches tremblingly. His appearance made Tang Song worry that he might just die of anger! However, at this point, Tang Song also saw that although the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars could injure Taishan Fujun, with the Four Directions Cauldron Spiritual Treasure protecting him, killing him would not be a simple matter.
Taishan Fujun glared fiercely at the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars and Tang Song, then turned to leave.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Tang Song reached out to stop him. A black and white Taiji Diagram flew out from Tang Song's hand and instantly appeared above Taishan Fujun's head. The black and white Taiji Diagram rotated, dropping Two-Color Yin-Yang Qi Flow, instantly immobilizing him in place.
"I remember telling Fellow Daoist that I never leave behind future troubles! It's a pity, I originally wanted to Discuss the Dao properly with Fellow Daoist, but alas," Tang Song took a deep look at the Four Directions Cauldron above Taishan Fujun's head, not hiding his covetousness.
"You want to kill me! I have the Underworld Cauldron protecting me, can you kill me!" Taishan Fujun glared fiercely at Tang Song.
"So my Treasure is called the Underworld Cauldron, a good name! As for whether I can kill you, Fellow Daoist, just watch!"
Tang Song pointed with his hand, and the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars all nodded. The twelve Du Tian Underworld King Banners fluttered behind them. As Tang Song formed Hand Seal and chanted Spell, moments later, large plumes of Black Energy emerged from the Bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars, wrapping their Entire Bodies. Then, this Black Energy surged towards the Firmament. The twelve streams of Black Energy circled and intersected in the Sky, merging into Tang Song's Heavenly Spirit! Tang Song's Nine Cycles Profound Cultivation Method, which had been cultivated to the fifth cycle, directly broke through two realms under the Empowerment of the twelve Avatars! His seemingly thin Body expanded at a speed visible to the Naked Eye, directly transforming into a Big man nearly three meters tall with bulging muscles all over. Tang Song stretched out his hand, his five Fingers spread open, and a chaotic colored lightning gathered faintly in his Palm.
"Fellow Daoist, do you think my Du Tian Divine Thunder can break through the defense of this Underworld Cauldron!"
Taishan Fujun looked at Tang Song's change and felt a chilling sense of danger. He subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy, but Tang Song completely ignored him and pressed a Palm towards him.
The Du Tian Divine Thunder in his Palm exploded. The Clear Light supported by the Underworld Cauldron on Taishan Fujun's Body cracked with a sound and directly Shattered. Then, the Cauldron was sent flying tens of thousands of miles away by a force.
The sound of thunder dissipated. Looking at Taishan Fujun again, he stood frozen in place. Moments later, his entire being was like cracked porcelain, with countless fine patterns splitting from Between the Eyebrows. A wind blew past, and his entire being directly transformed into a wisp of Azure Smoke and dissipated in the wind.
"Soul and Spirit Annihilated, it seems I still underestimated the Force of this Du Tian Divine Thunder! What a pity!" Streaks of Black Smoke flew out from behind Tang Song, revealing the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars. Tang Song's Body also slowly returned to its original appearance. He looked at the dissipating Azure Smoke and sighed faintly.
(End of chapter)
But for some people, a one ten-thousandth of a second hesitation during combat is enough to be fatal!
In this short, almost non-existent instant, a scarlet Figure had already teleported to his side. Dijiang's fleshy wings flapped, and his two Claws, which carried a sharp wind sound, reached out towards Taishan Fujun's Heart.
Like Gonggong, Zhurong, also holding a Great Halberd, leaped behind Taishan Fujun and swung his Great Halberd towards the Back of his Head.
The Flame Halberd's Six Desires True Fire burned fiercely. The scorching high temperature burned the Air, causing it to lack oxygen. The blade of the Flame Halberd hadn't even reached the top of Taishan Fujun's Head yet, but the Six Desires True Fire on the Halberd body had already ignited the Emperor's Crown on his head.
"Bastards! How dare you!"
Feeling the Crisis of Life and Death, Taishan Fujun Bellowed and unleashed the Four Directions Cauldron in his hand. A Clear Light descended, firmly covering him.
An extremely tough counter-shock Force rolled outwards. Dijiang's Claws and Zhurong's Great Halberd were bounced back almost simultaneously upon touching the Clear Light.
Taishan Fujun's Body swayed, and he spat out a mouthful of Blood.
Even though the Four Directions Cauldron was an Exotic Treasure born from Heaven and Earth, being attacked by Tang Song's two Great Demon God Avatars, Dijiang and Zhurong, Taishan Fujun still couldn't withstand the Impact of such powerful Strength.
"Good Treasure, this Aura, it seems I didn't misjudge! This is indeed an Innate Spiritual Treasure! Although it can't compare to the Innate items of those Great World, it is still a rare Treasure. From its appearance, it is not inferior to a single Infinity Stone!"
Tang Song's Gaze on the Four Directions Cauldron was practically glowing. The last time he had such a Gaze was when he was examining the Space Gem.
Tang Song's Mind stirred, and ten Figures appeared in the rolling Black Cloud above his head. In the Black Cloud, these Ancestral Witch Avatars cackled. "Didn't that kid just say it? Innate Spiritual Treasure belongs to the virtuous. I think we are deeply virtuous!"
"This Treasure is fated with me! It should fall into our hands!"
"Why are you learning from those bald donkeys, jabbering endlessly? Stop talking nonsense, just go forward and beat him to death, then snatch the item!"
The ten Ancestral Witch Avatars were extremely wild and excited. As Tang Song's Cultivation Base grew higher, he implicitly urged these Great Demon God Avatars to increasingly return to their origin, and even their personalities became closer to the true Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Xuan Yan charged forward first, letting out a fierce Bellow. Bone Spikes burst out from his Body, and he rotated like a top. Dijiang's six Claws splayed wide. The two combined their Strength, causing the Clear Light Barrier around Taishan Fujun's entire body to ripple continuously.
Taishan Fujun could be said to be the strongest Innate Deity in this World. The Four Directions Cauldron in his hand was precisely his Natal Treasure. One must know that even in the Jambudvīpa World, only that small handful of Innate Gods and Demons could be born with a Natal Spiritual Treasure.
Of course, the Innate Origin of this World was incomparable to the Jambudvīpa World. This also meant that Taishan Fujun, this Innate Deity who governed the Underworld Administration, even with a Natal Spiritual Treasure, could only barely achieve the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit by relying on his status as the Lord of the Underworld Administration.
It was precisely because he had possessed powerful, world-beating Strength since birth that this Taishan Fujun had virtually no decent combat experience.
Under the combined efforts of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars, his meager fighting experience was completely useless. Often, the fists and Claws of the Twelve Ancestral Witches would approach his Body before he reacted. In this situation, he could only rely on the Four Directions Cauldron, this Innate Divine Artifact, passively enduring the continuous bombardment of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
In just the blink of an eye, Taishan Fujun took thousands of fists, thousands of halberd strikes, and tens of thousands of claw strikes. Each attack was heavier than the last, and because the speed of the Twelve Ancestral Witches' attacks was simply too fast, these attacks were so quick they seemed to happen almost simultaneously.
With a loud bang, The Void within an area of over a hundred miles was instantly Shattered, unable to withstand this wave of attacks.
Under wave after wave of attacks, Taishan Fujun was directly sent flying hundreds of miles away. By the time Taishan Fujun regained his footing, he was in a sorry state.
Not only were the Emperor's Crown and hair on his Head burned, but his Imperial Robe was also smashed to pieces. The pitiful true Master of the Underworld World was as disheveled as a beggar on the street, completely devoid of any authority.
"You, you—" Taishan Fujun stretched out a Finger, pointing at the Twelve Ancestral Witches tremblingly. His appearance made Tang Song worry that he might just die of anger! However, at this point, Tang Song also saw that although the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars could injure Taishan Fujun, with the Four Directions Cauldron Spiritual Treasure protecting him, killing him would not be a simple matter.
Taishan Fujun glared fiercely at the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars and Tang Song, then turned to leave.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Tang Song reached out to stop him. A black and white Taiji Diagram flew out from Tang Song's hand and instantly appeared above Taishan Fujun's head. The black and white Taiji Diagram rotated, dropping Two-Color Yin-Yang Qi Flow, instantly immobilizing him in place.
"I remember telling Fellow Daoist that I never leave behind future troubles! It's a pity, I originally wanted to Discuss the Dao properly with Fellow Daoist, but alas," Tang Song took a deep look at the Four Directions Cauldron above Taishan Fujun's head, not hiding his covetousness.
"You want to kill me! I have the Underworld Cauldron protecting me, can you kill me!" Taishan Fujun glared fiercely at Tang Song.
"So my Treasure is called the Underworld Cauldron, a good name! As for whether I can kill you, Fellow Daoist, just watch!"
Tang Song pointed with his hand, and the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars all nodded. The twelve Du Tian Underworld King Banners fluttered behind them. As Tang Song formed Hand Seal and chanted Spell, moments later, large plumes of Black Energy emerged from the Bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars, wrapping their Entire Bodies. Then, this Black Energy surged towards the Firmament. The twelve streams of Black Energy circled and intersected in the Sky, merging into Tang Song's Heavenly Spirit! Tang Song's Nine Cycles Profound Cultivation Method, which had been cultivated to the fifth cycle, directly broke through two realms under the Empowerment of the twelve Avatars! His seemingly thin Body expanded at a speed visible to the Naked Eye, directly transforming into a Big man nearly three meters tall with bulging muscles all over. Tang Song stretched out his hand, his five Fingers spread open, and a chaotic colored lightning gathered faintly in his Palm.
"Fellow Daoist, do you think my Du Tian Divine Thunder can break through the defense of this Underworld Cauldron!"
Taishan Fujun looked at Tang Song's change and felt a chilling sense of danger. He subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy, but Tang Song completely ignored him and pressed a Palm towards him.
The Du Tian Divine Thunder in his Palm exploded. The Clear Light supported by the Underworld Cauldron on Taishan Fujun's Body cracked with a sound and directly Shattered. Then, the Cauldron was sent flying tens of thousands of miles away by a force.
The sound of thunder dissipated. Looking at Taishan Fujun again, he stood frozen in place. Moments later, his entire being was like cracked porcelain, with countless fine patterns splitting from Between the Eyebrows. A wind blew past, and his entire being directly transformed into a wisp of Azure Smoke and dissipated in the wind.
"Soul and Spirit Annihilated, it seems I still underestimated the Force of this Du Tian Divine Thunder! What a pity!" Streaks of Black Smoke flew out from behind Tang Song, revealing the Twelve Ancestral Witch Avatars. Tang Song's Body also slowly returned to its original appearance. He looked at the dissipating Azure Smoke and sighed faintly.
(End of chapter)
