Although Zuan's cultivation level was low, he had a bunch of random skills, many of which surprised even him.

The two of them working together truly complemented each other's weaknesses, which made things quite difficult for him for a while.

Of course, it's not that we can't solve their problems, it just takes a little longer.

But what he lacks most right now is time.

The big commotion caused by the aerial attack ten days ago must have been noticed by all the bigwigs.

Now only Gonggong has emerged. If other ancestral witches or even Zhuanxu were to come, things would become quite difficult.

His peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the Goddess of Wushan looking worried in the distance, and a plan immediately came to him.

Suddenly, he feinted with his spear, then swung a palm directly at the Goddess of Wushan in the distance.

A golden palm print appeared in front of the Goddess of Wushan in the blink of an eye. Wherever the palm passed, it was as if the world's gravity was pressed down by tens of thousands of times. If it had hit her, the Goddess of Wushan would probably have been turned into a meat pie on the spot.

The six enlightened witches wanted to help, but they were too far away to arrive in time.

Zuan was shocked to see this. He teleported to the front of the Goddess of Wushan. He didn't have time to take her away, so he could only hug her and take the blow with his back.

"Pfft!" Despite having countless defensive skills and the devouring power of the Gluttonous Devouring Heaven Technique protecting him, Zu An still couldn't withstand the power of this palm strike. He was hit so hard that he coughed up blood on the spot, and fragments of his internal organs could even be seen in the blood.

"How are you?" Feeling the hot blood, the Goddess of Wushan's usually cold voice was tinged with tears as she hurriedly used her magic to heal the other's injuries.

Zuan did not answer. With his current cultivation level and physical recovery ability, even if most of his body was blown off, he could grow back. But Di Jun obviously wouldn't give him time to recover.

Seeing this, Xing Tian hurriedly tried to hold off Di Jun, but Di Jun seemed to have anticipated it. While dealing with Xing Tian's attacks, he also swung his palm at this side again. If this palm had landed, Zu An and the Goddess of Wushan would probably have become a cloud of blood mist indistinguishable from each other.

Gonggong, who was far away, wanted to help, but Donghuang Taiyi would never give him the chance.

Just then, a sun suddenly appeared, directly blocking the destructive blow.

"What are you doing?" Di Jun was both shocked and angry upon seeing this.

The illusory image of the sun gradually transformed into a graceful figure, and a beautiful woman slowly stepped out: "His life is mine, and I will kill him with my own hands!"