"Who dares to trespass on my clan's ancestral land!"
More than a dozen Tai Chi Divine Beasts rushed over, forming a fan shape to block the path of the man and the monkey.
Bai Wenyuan and Wukong exchanged a glance.
You go!
On what grounds?
I'll be responsible for carrying this calf in a bit.
make a deal!
After the man and the monkey finished their exchange, Wukong rushed forward with lightning speed.
Wukong was already invincible within his realm, and now defeating more than a dozen peak Guiyuan Realm experts was as easy as playing around.
In just a few moves, they were all taken down.
"No fun, no fun." Wukong said, shaking his head with one hand on his hip and the other foot on the head of a Tai Chi god.
It's just that it's so small, and it doesn't look domineering at all when it makes this move.
It's actually rather... comical.
"Release our divine son at once!" The Tai Chi Divine Beast, whose face was flushed red from being trampled, was panting heavily from his nostrils.
He was clearly furious.
"Divine Child?" Bai Wenyuan looked at the unconscious Little Taiji Divine Child he was holding, then nodded: "Only the Divine Child is worthy of being ordered around by Qingqing!"
"How dare you! Our divine child is of incomparably noble status, how dare you lowly humans order him around!" The Taiji Divine Beast, lying on the ground, tried desperately to stand up, but all four of its hooves were limp at this moment.
"Fools, this is an opportunity for your clan!" Wukong withdrew his foot and glanced at them indifferently: "In the future, you might even thank us more."
"Stop wasting time talking to them, let's go!" Bai Wenyuan grabbed the Little Tai Chi Divine Beast and leaped into the air.
Wukong followed closely behind.
I couldn't help but think that my master's task was really simple.
"Fellow Daoist, since you have come from afar, please stay and have a cup of tea." At this moment, a gust of wind rose from the ground and swept towards the man and the monkey.
Bai Wenyuan and Wukong quickly dodged and retreated.
As the gust of wind subsided, a dozen more Tai Chi Divine Beasts appeared before them.
Unlike the previous dozen or so.
These are similar to them, all being powerful experts at the peak of the ninth level of the Creation Realm.
Wukong is said to be invincible in the same realm, but that's only in a one-on-one situation. He can barely fight against two or three opponents.
Now it's one against ten...
As for Bai Wenyuan, he was completely ignored by Wukong.
This old man is no good at fighting.
I don't even know if I can hold out in a one-on-one situation.
Fortunately, the master had foresight and gifted himself a top-grade spiritual artifact in advance.
Wukong gently touched the collar around his neck with his little paws, thinking to himself: "My master is really amazing. He knew they would encounter powerful enemies on this journey, so he gave me this magical treasure in advance."
"It's getting late, so we won't drink today. We'll come back another day if we have the chance." With that, Wukong dashed off like a bolt of lightning.
It had already removed the collar from its neck and was holding it in its hand. With just a slight shake, an endless wave of fire swept over it.
"A trivial skill!"
One of the Tai Chi Divine Beasts let out a deafening roar, and its size immediately multiplied, becoming as large as a mountain in an instant.
As he shook his head, a pool of water gathered in front of him.
Don't underestimate this pool of water; it's comparable to a mighty river.
"Water falls over a thousand mountains, go!" Taiji Shenlu roared again, and the water surged and rushed towards the sea of fire.
Then……
And that was the end of it.
The raging torrent of water was instantly reduced to nothingness by Wukong's fiery waves.
It didn't even make a buzzing sound.
The Tai Chi master was dumbfounded.
This is its strongest attack.
Even the patriarch praised it highly back then.
He himself used this move to defeat several powerful figures who had broken into their ancestral land.
Even a powerful figure who was just one step away from advancing to the half-step immortal realm was defeated by this move.
How come they can't even put out a fire now?
There was no time to think about it now, because the wave of fire was already upon them.
In its haste, it raised one hoof and drew a huge bubble in the air, enveloping itself and the other Tai Chi Divine Beasts inside.
This is its strongest earth-grade spiritual artifact, the Ice Soul Crimson Water Pearl.
It can be considered a top-tier defensive magical artifact.
It cannot be broken by anyone who has not reached the half-step immortal realm.
However……
Even this top-tier defensive magical artifact couldn't last more than a few seconds.
The bubble burst with a bang.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar of a bull shook the heavens and the earth.
The air was instantly filled with the smell of burnt fur, and a faint aroma of meat wafted through the air.
"Rain erodes the sky..."
Accompanied by an extremely ancient voice, a jet-black water sphere suddenly appeared above the wave of fire and pressed down hard.
The once invincible flames were extinguished in an instant.
The black liquid spilled onto the ground, but it did not disperse.
Instead, it formed a shallow puddle, within which the black water gurgled as if it were alive.
The Tai Chi Divine Guards separated Bai Wenyuan and Wukong.
Then, a thin and weak-looking Tai Chi deity slowly landed in front of everyone.
Its imposing presence is overwhelming.
“Seventh Ancestor…” the other Taiji Divine Beasts exclaimed with delight.
"They not only captured the Divine Child and insulted our Taiji Divine Clan, but also injured the Third Elder. We beg the Seven Ancestors to take action and capture them," a Taiji Divine Clan buzzed.
Wukong took a half step back and exchanged a glance with Bai Wenyuan. Both of them saw a solemn look in each other's eyes.
Unexpectedly, their clan actually has a powerful expert at the half-step immortal realm.
With such a powerful figure in charge, they could hold their own even in the Central Continent. Why bother coming to this barren Southern Wilderness Continent, especially hidden deep in the mountains?
The Seventh Patriarch did not answer, but stepped forward and raised his hoof to sway in front of the injured Taiji God Luo.
A warm yellow glow quickly spread out.
A moment later...
"Hmm?" The Seventh Ancestor finally realized that something was wrong.
How come he, a dignified mid-stage of the third level of the half-step immortal realm, can't even heal the wound caused by a Creation Realm cultivator?
"Hmph, do you really think you're invincible just because you've stepped into the half-step immortal realm?" Wukong sneered, his eyes fixed on the Seven Ancestors, not daring to relax for a moment.
"Heavens, a Heavenly Grade Spiritual Artifact!" The Seventh Ancestor looked over at the sound, his eyes widening instantly.
"Ignorant fool!" Wukong snorted again, forcefully tossing the collar upwards, his two little paws nimbly forming a hand seal: "Three Thousand Demonic Lightning..."
The collar in mid-air suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and black demonic lightning slowly condensed above everyone's heads.
The Seventh Patriarch's eyelids twitched.
This demonic lightning is far superior to the fire waves from before.
Even though he was a half-step immortal, he didn't dare to be arrogant and immediately used his strongest move: "Qian Yuan Finger".
A gigantic, jet-black phantom finger, like a mountain peak, pierced straight towards the demonic lightning.
But bathed in lightning, the darkness dissipated, and it became transparent.
It looked shaky and precarious, as if it might fall apart at any moment.
The Seventh Ancestor's expression changed drastically, and he poured his spiritual energy into the black finger as if it were free.
But in the end, it couldn't withstand the baptism of the demonic lightning.
The black finger shattered with a crash, and the Seven Ancestors were sent flying, blood spilling from their lips.
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