Hong Huang: I am Kong Xuan, the first person above the saints

Chapter 193 No Need to Wait Later
After the eleven ancestor witches finished their discussion, they immediately left the Pangu Temple and took the space teleportation array to the coast of the East China Sea.

With the emergence of the space teleportation array, the witch clan expanded very rapidly, and almost half of the prehistoric world has been controlled by the witch clan.

Because the Wu Clan listened to Kong Xuan's advice and were no longer as brutal as they were at the beginning, countless races in the prehistoric world no longer rejected the Wu Clan.

Although the Wu Clan still does not accept the joining of other races, in the eyes of countless races in the prehistoric world, the Wu Clan has become their "big brother".

These countless races are also willing to act according to the rules set by the Witch Clan.

This also made the ancient world flourish.

But the King of the East led the immortals to land from the East China Sea and invaded again, disrupting the original order and tranquility of the prehistoric world.

The coast of the East China Sea.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches walked out of the space teleportation array, countless immortals and witches were fighting around them, and bloody aura and destructive energy were intertwined.

"court death--"

Seeing the witches falling around him, Zhu Rong, who walked out of the space teleportation array, immediately took action. As his eyes swept over, the bodies of the immortals began to burn.

The gap was too big, and those ordinary immortals couldn't even withstand a glance from Zhu Rong.

Zhurong's rage was like a raging flame, raging on the shores of the East China Sea.

Under his gaze, the bodies of those ordinary immortals instantly burned, and fear and despair filled their faces.

"Zhu Rong, I never thought that the great witch would bully the weak."

A voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of sarcasm and provocation. As the voice came, a figure slowly emerged. This person had an immortal look and a whisk in his hand. It was Dong Wang Gong.

As Dong Wanggong gently waved his whisk, a mysterious light flashed, and the flames burning in the bodies of the immortals were instantly extinguished.

The appearance of Dong Wanggong also made the panicked immortals seem to have found their backbone. They gathered behind Dong Wanggong, and hope rekindled in their eyes.

Zhu Rong glared at Dong Wang Gong, the fire in his eyes became even hotter: "Dong Wang Gong, you broke your oath and invaded the prehistoric world again. Today is the day you die."

Dong Wanggong was not afraid at all, he smiled and said: "Death is indeed death, but it is not my death, but your death.

Dear ancestors, I have been waiting here for a long time."

"This Lord Dong really came prepared." Di Jiang frowned slightly, a trace of uneasiness flashing through his heart.

"Brother, he is just the Duke of the East. There is nothing to be afraid of. If I can defeat him once, I can defeat him a second time. Let's go and meet him."

After saying this, Zhu Rong didn't wait for Di Jiang to speak, and rushed towards Dong Wanggong in a flash.

At the same time, two huge fire pythons transformed from Zhurong's divine fire emerged from under Zhurong's feet, and rushed towards Dong Wanggong with their fangs and claws.

"Lord Dong, you will definitely die today." Zhu Rong roared, and the flames on his body caused the space to distort, as if he was going to burn the entire coast of the East China Sea to ashes.

The scene before him reminded Dong Wanggong of the time when he was defeated by Zhurong in West Kunlun.

At that time, Zhurong was like a rotten wood pulling a dry tree, and he was seriously injured.

"I'm not who I used to be."

A cold look flashed in Dong Wanggong's eyes. He waved the whisk in his hand, and thousands of white silk threads collided with the two huge fire pythons.

The two huge fire pythons were blocked by the seemingly weak silk thread of the whisk.

As Dong Wanggong waved his whisk again, the white silk threads suddenly twisted, and the two huge fire pythons turned into sparks and dissipated in the air amid painful roars.

Zhu Rong only felt a powerful recoil force coming, and his body involuntarily retreated.

Duke Dong took advantage of the victory and pursued Zhu Rong, stabbing him with the whisk in his hand like a sharp sword.

Zhu Rong tried to resist, but Dong Wanggong's attack was extremely fast and powerful. After a few rounds, Zhu Rong gradually fell into a disadvantage. "Zhu Rong, today is the day of your defeat."

Dong Wanggong shouted coldly, and the whisk in his hand burst into dazzling light.

A powerful shock wave of immortal power instantly hit Zhu Rong. Zhu Rong groaned, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"As expected of an ancestor witch, your body is indeed strong."

Dong Wanggong looked at Zhurong who was flying backwards, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He did not hold back in that attack just now. He thought that even if he could not kill Zhu Rong, this attack would be enough to make Zhu Rong lose his fighting ability. However, he did not expect that Zhu Rong was only slightly injured.

All I can say is that the Ancestral Witch’s physical body is really strong.

At this time, the other witch ancestors were all shocked to see Zhu Rong being defeated.

Di Jiang had a solemn expression. Although he guessed that Duke Dong was well prepared this time and might have cooperated with Di Jun, he did not expect that Duke Dong's strength had increased so much.

Their strength improvement was considered fast. In just ten thousand years, they advanced from the early stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal to the middle stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Ten thousand years ago, Dong Wanggong was not as powerful as them, but now he is stronger than them.

"Late Quasi Sainthood... or Perfect Quasi Sainthood."

Di Jiang couldn't see through Di Jiang's specific cultivation level and could only guess secretly in his heart.

If Dong Wanggong was a late quasi-saint, the eleven witch ancestors could still fight together. If Dong Wanggong was a perfect quasi-saint...

"Are you guys guessing my level of cultivation?"

Dong Wanggong looked at Dijiang and the others and laughed, "No need to guess, I'll tell you directly."

"I, Lord Dong, have perfected my cultivation as a quasi-saint, and am the strongest person under the saint."

The moment he finished speaking, the aura of quasi-saint perfection in Dong Wanggong's body burst out completely, and the terrifying pressure enveloped all the witch ancestors.

Although this pressure would not cause the Eleven Ancestral Witches to lose their power to resist directly, it still had a significant impact on them.

Under the pressure of Dong Wanggong's momentum, the strength of all the witch ancestors was suppressed and it was difficult for them to fully exert their power.

"It is truly the perfection of a quasi-saint."

Di Jiang and the others felt the pressure from this aura, and their hearts sank, but no one showed fear or retreated.

Even the eleven ancient witches were secretly accumulating strength.

Dong Wanggong looked at the twelve witch ancestors who were ready to make a move, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "What? Do you want to attack together? Even if all eleven of you witch ancestors attack together today, it will not change your fate."

Zhu Jiuyin glared at Dong Wanggong and said in a deep voice: "Dong Wanggong, don't be too arrogant. We Wu clan will not be afraid of any enemy."

Zhu Jiuyin's words were loud and clear, and the other ancestor witches also glared at Dong Wanggong. Their aura gradually rose, and although they were suppressed by Dong Wanggong's quasi-saintly pressure, their fighting spirit did not diminish in the slightest.

They were not even afraid of the saint Hongjun, let alone Dong Wanggong who was only a quasi-saint.

"The strongest man under the saint, Lord Dong, you are too self-righteous. Can you beat my brother Kong Xuan?" Zhu Rong snorted coldly.

"Kong Xuan."

When he heard the name, a hint of coldness flashed across Dong Wanggong's eyes.

"After I deal with you, I will naturally go find Kong Xuan to settle accounts later."

“No need to wait until later.”

(End of this chapter)