eurekapd Chapter 243 Even the most scathing critics of the Primordial Era must bow before Yuanshi Tianzun.
Chapter 243 Even the most scathing critics of the Primordial Era must bow before Yuanshi Tianzun.
Upon hearing Dijiang's words, the three Qing's expressions immediately turned sour.
Even the Supreme Being couldn't help but show a hint of indignation on his face: "Fellow Daoist Dijiang, who is right and who is wrong is not something you can decide with just your words!"
Yuanshi went even further, coldly addressing Dijiang: "We, the Three Pure Ones, are the transformations of the primordial spirit of Pangu, inheriting his spirit and will. You, on the other hand, are merely transformed from a drop of his essence blood. It is clearly obvious who is the true descendant of Pangu!"
Upon hearing Yuanshi's words, Zhujiuyin sneered, "So what if it's a manifestation of the primordial spirit? Father Pangu followed the path of strength, and his physical body was his most powerful asset!"
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi was immediately displeased: "We have inherited the merits of Pangu, the father god, in creating the world. If we three brothers are not considered true descendants of Pangu, then who is?! You? Pangu's physical body may be strong, but what does that have to do with you? You are all fat and strong, with faces full of scars, and your bodies are even more ferocious. Where is there even a trace of immortality in you? Do you deserve to be called true descendants of Pangu?!"
Upon hearing this, all the Ancestral Witches except for Houtu and the two women Xuanming were instantly enraged.
Zhu Rong, in particular, immediately launched into a tirade: "You shameless bastard, you're resorting to personal attacks, aren't you? We're called strong and robust, what do you know? Even my second uncle has never said anything like that to us, where do you get the nerve?!"
"Who else says we didn't inherit the merits of creation? That's utter nonsense, pure rubbish!"
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi sneered, "So what if you inherited a portion of the merits of creation? Can you compare to the three of us brothers? It was clearly only because Father Pangu took pity on your cultivation and your ugly appearance that he reluctantly shared some with you. Plus, my second uncle is kind-hearted and didn't want to say anything more to you. After all, in this primordial world, who doesn't know that my second uncle dislikes those who are rude and have ferocious faces the most?!"
This is precisely why Yuanshi held those creatures born from moisture and eggs, those covered in fur, etc., in utter contempt.
Ahem, the furry one doesn't count.
After all, in Yuan Shi's view, even his second uncle didn't like those people, so how could he, as his nephew, like them?
These words from Yuanshi left the Ancestral Witches completely bewildered.
It seems... it really is true.
Even their current appearance was changed after their second uncle beat them up.
Seeing that his group was losing the argument, Dijiang couldn't help but give Yuanshi a deep look.
What a troll! He's really something.
Taishang and Tongtian were also looking at Yuanshi with surprise. They had never realized before that Yuanshi was so capable.
It is truly gratifying, brilliant, skillful yet unassuming, and compassionate!
Yuan Shi felt the gazes cast upon him by his two brothers.
His head involuntarily tilted even higher.
His face was full of pride.
What do the heroes of the world matter?
He was the originator, and he was defeated with a single word!
There are countless trolls in the primordial world, but even Yuanshi (the Primordial Beginner) must bow his head in respect.
If you don't criticize others, you'll see them as a frog in a well seeing the bright moon; if you do criticize others, you'll see them as a mayfly seeing the blue sky!
"Heh, what a Yuanshi Daoist! So what you call inheriting the legacy of Father Pangu is just your empty talk?!" Qiang Liang said with disdain, his body crackling with lightning.
Yuanshi glanced at Qiangliang dismissively, "That's still much better than what you all say about inheriting the physical power of Father Pangu. I originally thought it would be a good thing if you could have billions of times the charm of Father Pangu, but when I looked at you, wow, you're all just fat!"
Qiang Liang's face darkened instantly, his eyes flashing with lightning as he stared intently at Yuan Shi.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Yuanshi, how dare you be so insolent!!"
In its extreme rage, the terrifying lightning even caused the surrounding air to crackle.
Upon seeing this, Yuanshi chuckled: "No way, no way, no one's going to try and glare me to death just because they can't win?! And hey, Qiangliang, right? Don't fart in public, it's impolite!"
"Yuanshi!!!" Qiang Liang's forehead veins bulged, and he was about to make a move.
However, Dijiang, who was in charge, reached out and stopped him.
Dijiang coldly stared at Yuanshi and the other two, pointed his right hand to the sky, and said, word by word, "We, the Ancestral Witches, admit that in terms of verbal sparring, we brothers and sisters are indeed no match for you. However, in our struggle for the true lineage of Pangu, strength is the most important factor. The three of you, why not have a battle above us!"
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi turned to look at Taishang and Tongtian.
Sensing Yuanshi's gaze, Taishang nodded slightly and said with a faint smile, "Since Fellow Daoist Dijiang has this wish, then let's have a battle. My two brothers and I also want to see the strength of Fellow Daoist Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches, and whether they have tarnished the name of Father God Pangu!"
Tongtian merely tightened his grip on his longsword.
But at this moment, Tongtian fell silent when he saw Houtu and Xuanming opposite the Ancestral Witch.
After a long pause, he finally spoke, asking, "Fellow Daoists, are you also going to join in?!"
Upon hearing this, Houtu and Xuanming chuckled and said, "We are both Ancestral Witches, fellow Daoist. Are you perhaps afraid?!"
Although the two women spoke softly, there was still an undisguised chill in their voices.
Tongtian was somewhat troubled when he saw that Houtu and Xuanming were determined to fight.
But this wasn't because Tongtian was afraid, but because he saw that among the twelve Ancestral Witches on the other side, there were only two women, Houtu and Xuanming.
Moreover, judging from their auras, they are the two strongest among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
It's obvious that the second uncle must have been giving the two girls special treatment.
It's easy to imagine how much the second uncle liked the two of them.
If the two women were actually injured, even if his second uncle didn't say anything, Tongtian would still feel somewhat embarrassed.
After thinking for a long time, he finally blurted out, "Why don't you two stay off? I'm afraid you'll get hurt, and my second uncle will scold me!"
When Houtu and Xuanming heard the term "Second Uncle," a glint of light flashed in their eyes.
But his expression quickly turned cold.
She spoke coldly to Tongtian, her voice filled with chilling intent: "Tongtian, is that it? My sister and I will remember you. We will show you who hurt whom!"
Seeing this, Tongtian could only shake his head helplessly.
Although Houtu and Xuanming were slightly stronger than him, you must know that he possessed the Qingping Sword, which had already become a supreme innate treasure!
Sigh... I guess I'll just have to go easy on them later!
With this thought in mind, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones soared into the sky, heading straight for the clouds.
Upon seeing this, Di Jun and the rest of the Heavenly Court officials were even less inclined to entertain their distinguished guest.
They all rushed over!