Hou Tu suddenly saw Hong Jun's white light, shrouded in murderous intent, streaking towards Yu Kai like a deadly meteor. Her anxiety was surging, and she instantly transformed into a streak of black light. With a swish, she rushed to Yu Kai like lightning. Hou Tu clenched her teeth, instantly concentrating all her strength in her fist, and then delivered a powerful punch. "Bang!" The sound was like the creation of heaven and earth. The white light filled with murderous intent was shattered by Hou Tu's decisive punch, and Yu Kai narrowly escaped death.

"Asshole! This Yu Kai is clearly a sinner of the prehistoric world, and you still insist on protecting him!" Hongjun's eyes widened with anger, and he shouted harshly. His voice seemed to carry the bone-chilling chill of thousand-year-old black ice, which was about to freeze the surrounding air in an instant.

Hou Tu did not flinch, her gaze piercing Hong Jun with lightning speed, and she retorted sharply, "Is he a sinner or not? Don't you know in your heart?"

"You are so bold to speak to me like that!" Hongjun's face was as gloomy as the dark night before a storm, as if a thunderbolt would strike in the next second.

Hou Tu looked at him coldly, and the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became tense, as if there were real sparks "cracking" in the air.

At that moment, a resounding explosion, like the collapse of the heavens and the cracking of the earth, erupted from the Thirty-Third Heaven, and the entire world trembled violently. Hongjun's face paled, and his hands calculated rapidly, instantly understanding the situation. He turned to Houtu, his eyes as cold as ice: "Leave him to me!"

"Absolutely not!" Hou Tu declared, her voice as resolute as a towering mountain, refusing to budge. Di Jiang and Shi Di, like loyal guards, quickly stood before Hou Tu, forming an impenetrable barrier.

"The Asian army is attacking, and this time two elders have come. We are completely unable to resist, and we must hand him over!" Hongjun looked solemn, and his tone was majestic and unquestionable.

Hou Tu's eyes were like torches, and her words were sharp: "Today I'll deal with Yu Kai, tomorrow I'll deal with Emperor Shi, and the day after tomorrow will it be my turn? If you keep compromising, there's no way out!"

"Is there any hope for survival if we resist? This will only bring disaster to all living beings and even destroy the prehistoric world!" Hongjun was furious, and his voice was like rolling thunder, shaking the whole area.

"Only by rising up in resistance can we maintain our dignity. Yu Kai has clearly been framed, and we must find the real culprit!" The Emperor stepped forward, his words as passionate as a battle horn.

"Boom!" The fierce battle in the thirty-three heavens surged like a raging tide, the devastating force threatening to crush everything into dust. Hongjun continuously received Xumizi's distress signals. The battle was extremely urgent, and every second depended on the survival of the prehistoric world.

"Hand him over immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" Killing intent burst out of Hongjun's eyes, and the terrifying oppressive feeling was like thousands of mountains pressing down, and the surrounding space was distorted like a broken spider web.

"Yu Kai, I can never hand it over to you!" Di Jiang's face was as hard as iron, and his tone was firm and there was no room for negotiation.

"Then die!" Hongjun roared, suddenly raising his palm. His giant palm, covering the sky like an inverted sky, slammed down towards Houtu fiercely. Wherever it passed, space cracked like fragile glass, emitting a heart-pounding "crackling" sound.

Hou Tu was undaunted. Holding the Samsara Disk, she transformed into black lightning and charged towards the attack. Emperor Shi and Yu Kai retreated like ghosts.

"Boom!" A resounding explosion resonated like the earth collapsing and splitting apart, the world shaking violently. Hongjun's figure swayed slightly, while Houtu, struck by lightning, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying, along with the Wheel of Samsara, like a kite with its string cut.

"Seventh Master!" Yu Kai's heart trembled at the sight. Seeing Hongjun was about to attack, he became extremely anxious and shouted desperately, "Stop, I'll go with you!"

Hongjun paused after taking a step forward, slowly retracting his imposing aura and threatening expression. He looked at Yu Kai with a cold, snake-like gaze, "You're smart. Follow me now!"

"No!" The Devouring Emperor stood in front of Yu Kai like a beast protecting its calf. "Yu Kai, you can't go. You will surely die if you go!"

Dijiang and others hurriedly caught Houtu and rushed over quickly.

Zhu Rong's eyes were red as fire, and he shouted loudly: "Yu Kai, don't be afraid! We have died once, so if we die again, we will fight him!"

"Masters! Senior Emperor Shi! Handing me over now may stop Asia's attack, prevent the suffering of all creatures in the prehistoric world, and buy time for you to rise!" Yu Kai knew in his heart that even if he refused, the masters were no match for Hongjun, and he would still not be able to escape the fate of being taken away in the end.

"If you die, what's the point of our clan's inheritance? Even if many people suffer, so what!" Di Jiang's face was fierce, with anger and determination burning in his eyes.

"Yes! If you dare to take Yu Kai away today, we will fight you to the death!" The ancient witches were ready to die, and they were aggressive and fearless.

"Since Big Brother and all the other brothers have disregarded life and death, what's the point of me, Hou Tu, living alone? Today, I will let this vast world be buried with us!" A resolute look flashed in Hou Tu's eyes, and without hesitation, she mobilized the power of the underground tunnel. In an instant, the underworld shook violently, terrified the ghosts and spirits, and a catastrophic disaster loomed like a dark cloud.

"What do you want to do?" Hongjun noticed something was wrong, his face suddenly changed, and he asked in a cold voice.

"Of course I will detonate the underworld and die with you!" Hou Tu showed a ruthless look on her face. She was determined to do whatever it takes to protect Yu Kai.

"You...you're actually going to bury the entire prehistoric world for Yu Kai!" Hongjun was also shocked by Houtu's crazy determination. Although he was confident that he could escape unscathed, if the tunnel collapsed, the entire prehistoric world would be reduced to ashes.

At this moment, the turbulent waves of the battle in the Thirty-Three Heavens surged like a tsunami, rolling towards the prehistoric world. It was clear that Xumizi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and the others were unable to withstand the attack and were being defeated. Countless celestial forces and independent cultivators rushed to support them, plunging the prehistoric world into an unprecedented crisis.

Hongjun was in a dilemma, his brows furrowed.

Yu Kai was extremely anxious and shouted, "Daozu Hongjun, the situation is critical now. We should unite against the enemy. Asia has the upper hand now. Do you think that handing over me alone will make them withdraw their troops?"

"It's better than having no hope. How can we defeat the two elders? Just a bunch of useless people like you?" Hongjun's face was ashen, and his eyes were full of mockery. While speaking, one hand was continuously infusing spiritual power into Tongtian to help him recover quickly.

At this critical moment, the previously tranquil sky suddenly rippled with golden waves. A long, distant voice seemed to echo from afar: "What if this poor monk were to join us?"

Everyone looked over and saw a young monk draped in a golden cassock, his body aglow with Buddha's light, his appearance as solemn as the blazing sun. He stepped on auspicious clouds and slowly approached from the sky. His aura was so powerful and mysterious that everyone present couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

"Tathagata!" Duobao, who had just returned, was shocked when he saw this. His face turned pale as paper in an instant and he ran away subconsciously.

A huge golden Buddha's palm appeared out of thin air, like a towering sacred mountain, and reached straight towards him. Duobao ran as fast as he could, but in the end he couldn't escape Tathagata's grasp and was captured by the Buddha's palm.

Guess what the relationship is between Duobao and Tathagata? Feel free to leave your answers in the comments section!