Primordial Ancestor: Leading the human race into seclusion at the beginning

Chapter 93 Emperor Jun: I swear to kill you! The Ancestral Witches: Who dares to bully my brother Xuantian?
"How can this be?"

After a brief moment of daze, disbelief emerged on Di Jun's face, but it was soon replaced by extreme unwillingness, making the face of this supreme demon king look distorted!

In the ancient times, although those who condensed the golden wheel of merit were considered to be people of great merit, people of great merit were also divided into different levels.

Like the first three levels of the Golden Wheel of Merit, which are generally great merit-makers.

As the Supreme Demon King and the Lord of Heaven, he can kill those with great merit in the first three levels of the Golden Wheel of Merit with just a grit of his teeth. Even though the karma he carries is astonishing, he can still barely bear it.

However, when it comes to the fourth level of the Golden Wheel of Merit, changes have already occurred. Even if it is him, if he dares to kill a great meritorious person above the fourth level of the Golden Wheel of Merit.

The terrifying backlash of karma might even kill him on the spot!
As for the seventh level, and those with great merit above the seventh level, they are already legends. For such a great meritorious being, let alone him, even a saint of heaven, if he dares to kill him, the backlash of karma will cause him to fall from the sainthood at best, or die on the spot at worst, which is entirely possible!
At this moment, the golden wheel of merit behind Xuantian's head actually had eight layers. This was an incredible number, which made Di Jun feel horrified!
After all, with each additional level of the Golden Wheel of Merit, the Heavenly Merit required increases exponentially. In order to condense the eighth level of the Golden Wheel of Merit, the Heavenly Merit required is probably almost enough to prove a Heavenly Sage. Putting aside how Xuantian obtained such a huge amount of Heavenly Merit, the fact that he was able to resist refining it and instead condense the Golden Wheel of Merit behind his head already made Di Jun a little dizzy!
After all, compared with amulets and one's own strength, most cultivators naturally prefer to refine the merits of the Heavenly Dao and improve their own cultivation.

"Unless the Xuantian in front of me has the confidence to achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

Just at this moment, Di Jun thought of a possibility, and the expression on his face became more and more horrified.

Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, that is a legendary realm. Even the Nuwa Saint among the saints appointed by heaven achieved enlightenment with the help of the merits of the way of heaven.

The only confirmed Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the prehistoric times is Yangmei Daxian. Even Yangmei Daxian has been suppressed by Hongjun and Tiandao.

"You two, if you don't take action, I'll leave!"

Not to mention the two demon kings who looked dazed due to shock, Xuantian smiled and spoke in a teasing tone.

If Emperor Jun dared to attack the Eightfold Golden Wheel of Merit, he would probably be overwhelmed by the terrifying heavenly punishment before his attack could land.

Of course, even with the Chaos Bell and the Great Zhoutian Star Array, he was still unable to do anything to Di Jun Taiyi. After all, the Golden Wheel of Merit was just a talisman.

Moreover, the Di Jun Dong Huang in front of him is the protagonist of the catastrophe and the saint of heaven. During the Lich Catastrophe, his light was suppressed. Even a saint might not be able to kill him.

"you!!"

Di Jun and Tai Yi's eyes turned red. This time, the loss of the demon clan was too heavy. Two demon saints alone fell. You know, among the ten demon saints of the demon clan, those who can become demon saints are all strong at the quasi-saint level. In addition, the Daluo Demon King and countless elite demon clan members suffered extremely tragic casualties. Even in the first battle between the witch and the lich, the losses caused by the witch clan were not as great as those caused by Xuantian alone.

The most important thing is that all the hundreds of millions of human beings who refined the Tuwu Sword have been taken away by Xuantian.

If Xuantian leaves, the plan to refine the witch-killing sword will fail. After a period of Daozu's ban, how can they contend with the witch clan's Pangu's true body? I'm afraid that will be the time when the demon clan will be destroyed!

Thinking of this, Di Jun Taiyi wished he could directly draw on the power of the formation to kill Xuantian in front of him.

However, the Eightfold Golden Wheel of Merit was too dazzling, and fear instinctively emerged in their hearts. This was the fear of the Great Law of Heaven. Under the Great Law of Heaven, saints were all ants, let alone them.

For a moment, the giant star sword that exuded the pressure of a saint was suspended in the air and did not fall for a long time.

However, Di Jun and Tai Yi were absolutely unwilling to let Xuan Tian go. The terrifying power of the formation enveloped Xuan Tian layer by layer, making the situation a little stalemate.

"Two Demon Kings, it seems you can't bear to leave me? If that's the case, I'm simply not leaving!!"

"Speaking of which, I still don't know what the demon saint tastes like!"

Di Jun instinctively didn't want to let Xuantian leave, so Xuantian simply didn't leave.

As soon as he thought about it, an enormous corpse suddenly materialized. It was none other than the slain Ji Meng Demon Saint. As the saying goes, dragon tendons and phoenix marrow—dragon tendons—are the most delicious things in the world.

As a great general of the ancient dragon clan, second only to the Ancestral Dragon and Zhulong, Ji Meng's dragon tendons are naturally extraordinary.

Xuantian used the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler in his hand to pry open the scales on Ji Meng's back, and then leisurely pulled out a transparent dragon tendon.

The next moment, Xuantian raised his hand, and endless flames evolved. The temperature was neither high nor low, roasting the dragon tendons, and strange spices fell from time to time.

Soon, a strange fragrance wafted across the entire battlefield. Upon smelling the fragrance, the originally furious Di Jun was stunned and swallowed instinctively.

But the next moment, he became even angrier. Looking at Xuantian in front of him, he was furious and his eyes were spewing out the true fire of the sun. But he didn't dare to make a move.

This feeling was too oppressive. Even the Supreme Demon King could no longer bear it at this moment. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of Golden Crow's blood, and the aura around him seemed much weaker than before.

However, after spitting out a mouthful of Golden Crow's blood, Di Jun's gaze became even colder and fiercer. He was still sitting cross-legged, and his expression when he looked at Xuantian became extremely terrifying.

He didn't dare to kill the Eightfold Golden Wheel of Merit, but he could definitely use the power of the formation to trap it!

The Great Zhoutian Star Fighting Array draws the power of the surrounding stars. When no battle breaks out, the consumption is very small. It is completely sufficient to trap Xuantian for ten thousand years, or even for an entire Yuanhui.

No matter how strong Xuantian is, he is, after all, alone, and the other humans are naturally weak!

The most important thing is that the human race has been multiplying and thriving for a long time. Naturally, there are more than just this many of them in the ancient times. There must be more humans hiding in other places.

As long as Xuantian is trapped and the other hiding humans are slowly killed, then the Witch-Slaying Sword can be refined. Thinking of this, Di Jun's face glowed again.

Compared with Xuantian, the Wu clan is the biggest enemy of the demon clan!

As long as he can refine the Witch-Slaying Sword, kill the Ancestral Witch, become the true overlord of the prehistoric world, gather the prehistoric luck, and achieve the supreme realm, even saints will be inferior to him, not to mention the Xuantian in front of him.

"You want to trap me here?"

Xuantian's spirit was clear and his mind was flowing. He already knew what Di Jun was thinking, but he was not worried at all.

The remaining humans are either in the Fangzhang Immortal Island or in an intermediate cave paradise, both of which are isolated from the secrets of heaven by restrictions.

In terms of restrictions, they are far beyond this small paradise. To find the remaining human beings in this vast world is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Even a saint might not be able to do it.

Of course, being trapped here would still delay his own cultivation. After all, even if he was afraid of the Golden Wheel of Merit, Di Jun would never allow himself to cultivate here with peace of mind!
Sure enough, just when Xuantian had just started practicing, he saw an attack falling straight down. Although it was not enough to hurt him, it still interrupted his practice!

"Emperor Jun!"

Xuantian looked at Di Jun. Flies don't bite, but they are still annoying. Of course, compared with Di Jun's murderous intent, just having his cultivation interrupted is nothing.

Rumble!
Just when the situation was at a stalemate, suddenly, the Pangu Temple, which had been silent, began to shake.

The next moment, a rough voice rang out from the Pangu Temple, "You bastard, you dare to bully my brother Xuantian! Brothers, attack together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, twelve giant figures that stood tall and straight suddenly evolved from the Pangu Temple, causing the entire prehistoric world to be completely shocked.

(End of this chapter)