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The golden Buddha's hand blotted out the sky, turning the entire sky above the Pangu Palace golden. The saint's aura was like a mountain, forcing the surrounding witch warriors to kneel on one knee.

Zhunti was truly going all out this time. He not only used his primordial power, but also risked disturbing the pitiful fortune of the Western Sect.

In his view, any loss would be worthwhile as long as he could seize the Spiritual Stone Monkey.

"Fate? You've got a damn lot of fate!"

Before Lin Xuan could speak, the newborn golden-haired monkey protested. Although it had only just been born, its terrifying physical strength was no joke.

The little monkey swung the black stick in its hand (a variant of the Ruyi Jingu Bang) and slammed it down on the giant hand in the sky.

"when!"

With a loud bang, the Buddha's hand was shaken several inches off course.

Zhunti exclaimed in surprise from the void, "What a powerful monkey! He truly is a guardian deity of my Western Sect!"

"Protect the Dharma, my foot!" Lin Xuan laughed angrily. He waved his hand, and a stream of light entered the central hub of the Pangu Palace.

"Big brother! Activate the formation!"

Dijiang and the other twelve Ancestral Witches roared in unison, and twelve terrifying streams of blood energy surged into the sky, instantly condensing into a towering, illusory giant in the air.

The giant's muscles were bulging and his face was indistinct, but his aura of creation and creation made all the creatures in the prehistoric world want to kneel down in worship.

"Pangu's true form? No! This is impossible!" Zhunti's illusory figure appeared in the clouds, his face filled with horror. "How could you possibly have condensed such a refined true form so quickly?"

Lin Xuan stood at the feet of Pangu's true form, coldly looking at him: "Zhunti, do you think the medicine I've given my brothers all these years was for nothing? Do you think the primordial spirit seeds I gave them were just for show?"

The current Twelve Ancestral Witches not only possess primordial spirits, but can also perfectly mobilize the evil energy accumulated in the Pangu Palace over hundreds of millions of years through the formation improved by Lin Xuan.

The giant phantom slowly stretched out its hand and grabbed at the void.

A phantom axe emanating an aura of chaos appeared in his hand.

"hack!"

Lin Xuan gave the order.

The giant swung his great axe and swung it forward with an unremarkable motion.

This axe strike had no flashy special effects, nor did it shower the sky with golden light. Yet, wherever it passed, space was torn apart as if made of paper, and even time seemed to stand still.

"No--!"

Zhunti cried out in terror, trying to withdraw his Buddha hand and flee. But faced with this axe, he discovered that all his saintly laws were locked away.

"boom!"

The great axe cleaved fiercely at the golden Buddha's hand.

A piercing scream rang out, and the sky full of Buddhist light instantly shattered. Zhunti's Buddha hand was severed at the root, turning into countless golden specks of light that dissipated into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining force of the great axe cleaved directly into the depths of the void.

Far away on Mount Sumeru in the west, Zhunti was sitting on a lotus platform when suddenly his face turned pale, and he coughed up a mouthful of golden holy blood. His right arm broke off without warning, the cut was clean, and even his holy essence was rapidly flowing away.

"Lin Xuan... how dare you hurt my sacred body!" Zhunti's voice was filled with resentment and fear.

He never expected that Lin Xuan could actually unleash such power. That axe strike, though merely an illusion, contained the true essence of creation that could actually injure a saint!

Outside the Pangu Temple, the malevolent aura that filled the sky gradually dissipated.

Lin Xuan clapped his hands, acting as if nothing had happened, and bent down to pick up the golden-haired little monkey who was still scratching its head.

"Alright, stop looking. That bald monk won't dare come anytime soon."

The little monkey nestled in Lin Xuan's arms and chuckled.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully protecting your offspring and severely injuring Saint Zhunti.]

[Rewards being processed...]

[Obtained: Chaos Demon Ape Essence Blood x1 (Perfectly enhances offspring's foundation).]

Lin Xuan looked at his son in his arms, feeling a surge of joy in his heart.

"Since you like playing with sticks so much, let's call you Lin Dasheng from now on."

The little monkey waved the black stick in its hand, seemingly quite pleased with the name.

Lady Shiji watched this scene from behind, her eyes filled with tenderness. Although the birth of this child was a bit noisy, as long as the child was safe and sound, that was all that mattered.

Lin Xuan turned his head and looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were still in a daze.

"Brothers, stop standing there! Today is a double celebration: Shiji gave birth to a son, and Zhunti lost his arm. Bring out all the best meat and wine from our storerooms! Today at Pangu Palace, we won't leave until we're drunk!"

"Alright! We'll listen to our thirteenth brother!" Zhu Rong shouted excitedly.