Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 403 - 284: Saint Takes Action

This time, the Twelve Ancestor Witches and the East King did not exchange any words, directly manipulating Pangu’s Illusion to throw a punch.

The momentum was vast and overwhelmingly fierce.

The primary target of this punch was the East King, and it also enveloped the four Primordial Golden Immortals of the Immortal Court.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches intended to eliminate the main forces of the Immortal Court, to completely obliterate it.

Under these circumstances, the East King’s heart was frantically alarming, he gazed in horror at the fist descending from the sky, feeling utterly desperate.

The four Primordial Golden Immortals of the Immortal Court felt the same way, filled with despair.

They could sense the might brought about by Pangu’s Illusion swinging its fist, which was even stronger than Donghuang Taiyi in the Blood Sea.

When this strike fell, even if they were beings of the Quasi-Saint Realm, or the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm, there was no possibility of survival.

The party of five beings led by the East King had already suffered a major setback in the Blood Sea, and now that they were about to return to Penglai Immortal Island, it was a moment of mental relaxation.

The twelve Ancestor Witches of the Witch Clan had been waiting near Penglai Immortal Island for a long time.

With intention against the unguarded, and with the influence of Pangu’s Aura which slightly surpassed the East King and others in terms of life level, the minds of the East King and the four Primordial Golden Immortals didn’t even harbor the thought of escape.

Their hearts were now filled with fear, even forgetting to resist.

Pangu’s Illusion’s fist was getting closer to the East King, and fiercely fell.

In an instant, Pangu’s Illusion’s fist smashed into the East Sea, stirring up enormous waves carrying energy and spreading in all directions.

The protective arrays of Penglai Immortal Island, Yingzhou Immortal Island, and Fangzhang Immortal Island were activated simultaneously, resisting the raging waves surging towards them.

Even the locations of these three Immortal Islands in the East Sea had slightly shifted, indicating the heaviness of Pangu’s Illusion’s punch.

The monstrous wave was also surging towards the direction of Golden Turtle Island, with no signs of weakening.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat in Biyou Palace, his eyes piercing through Golden Turtle Island, witnessing the giant waves coming forward, carrying tremendous power.

Despite the catastrophe, the expression of Shang Qing Tong Tian did not change, nor was there any motion, but when the giant wave approached Golden Turtle Island, it suddenly became calm.

Simultaneously, with Pangu’s Illusion’s fist falling into the East Sea, countless lives of the East Sea perished.

East Sea Dragon King watched billions of lives perish with a heavy heart, helpless.

His power was insufficient, not even enough to oppose any single one among the Twelve Ancestor Witches.

Not to mention, there were twelve Ancestor Witches here, and they had also formed the Twelve Devine Slaughter formation.

Under such circumstances, if he lost his rationality and led the East Sea Dragon Clan in revenge, he would likely become food for the Twelve Ancestor Witches and the Witch Clan.

Even the Primordial Golden Immortal, Dragon Ancestor, could only silently endure here.

What’s more, at this time, the Dragon Ancestor had more important matters to attend to.

The punch from Pangu’s Illusion was not merely a gigantic wave, but also carried vast energy.

Under such circumstances, the space where Candle Dragon lay dormant was naturally affected.

The Dragon Ancestor took the lead to stabilize that space, to avoid waking the Candle Dragon.

This was the trump card as well as the confidence of the Dragon Clan.

After the punch fell, the Twelve Ancestor Witches did not concern themselves with the impact their strike caused on the East Sea.

The massive Pangu’s Illusion disappeared, and the Twelve Devine Slaughter formation was no longer maintained.

At this moment, the Twelve Ancestor Witches had faces not of excitement, but of solemnity, and within that solemnity was thick confusion.

"Brother, the East King and his people... they’ve disappeared,"

Hou Tu hesitantly said.

Yes, right when the fist was about to hit them, the East King and his party suddenly vanished.

Disappeared without any warning.

They, controlling Pangu’s Illusion, naturally saw the terrified expressions of the East King and his people, their actions of resigned fate.

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They could clearly feel that, in the instant Pangu’s Illusion’s fist fell, it did not hit the East King and his people.

Even they, the Twelve Ancestor Witches, did not sense any trace of the disappearance of the East King and his group.

The faces of Ancestor Witch Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin were somber as water, without a word spoken.

"Damn it! Where did the East King go?"

"Why was he able to escape?"

Zhu Rong Ancestor Witch spoke furiously.

When they saw the weak and unguarded East King and his people enter their field of vision, they could clearly sense the opportunity had arrived.

To obliterate the Immortal Court, today was the day.

But unfortunately, an unexpected event occurred.

Ancestor Witch Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin Ancestor Witch looked at each other with gloomy expressions, both understanding the guesses in each other’s minds.

Under the attack of their Twelve Devine Slaughter Formation, the beings capable of silently making the East King disappear were merely those few.

If it really was those few who intervened, then the matters concerning the Immortal Court needed to be reconsidered for the Witch Clan.

Thinking this, Ancestor Witch Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin no longer had the desire to continue attacking nearby Penglai Immortal Island.

The two Ancestor Witches made a decisive decision, thinking that the East Sea was no place to discuss matters, and thus led the other Ancestor Witches away from the East Sea.

All matters would be discussed back in Pangu Hall.

The East King had disappeared but had not died, and thus the purpose of the Witch Clan had already failed.

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