Jiagu, Tao tie and tao mo have a lot of experiences in doing evil. Even if they are suppressed by Xuanmen and Dao school immortals, they will come out and do evil again after a while. Unless they are locked up in some special space, and then pulled out every three or five days to beat them violently, dissipating the accumulated malevolent qi, they can only really settle down.
This method is not suitable for ordinary immortals.
The rumors of Huàn Zhùn doing evil are very rare, but he is the first of the Four Vicious Beasts. Qiong Qí and the other three tied together cannot touch the top position of this leader in terms of ferocity.
The reason for the few rumors is due to the existence of the Four Divine Beasts of the Sky. After part of the Pan Gu essence mixed with fierce and malevolent qi gave birth to Huàn Zhùn, it was driven to the edge of the primeval chaos. The Four Divine Beasts of the Sky blocked its path, preventing it from returning to the primeval chaos to do evil.
When Meng Zhang Sheng Jun escaped the primeval chaos, Huàn Zhùn found an opportunity to sneak back into the primeval chaos. These years, it has been hiding in the remains of the mountain in Borrowed Peach Valley. Even though it lacks any spiritual wisdom and only has some instincts left, it naturally feels close to this huge mountain. It has been hiding there for decades like this.
Nézhà, when Dèng Chán yù glances over, looks up with pride and says: "I have fought it, and I have not beaten it."
What's the point of being proud if you can't win?
At this time, Huàn Zhùn did not notice the disciples. The vast body was lying in a pile of broken stone, its wings spread open, and it was sunbathing by itself.
Nézhà asked the question in his heart: "Master, can this guy join together with Dì Jiāng brother again?
He had heard the Yellow Dragon speak of an experience where he separated his own malevolent thoughts and then recollected them, and he thought that with such an operation, it might be possible for Dì Jiāng brother to make great progress in his cultivation as well.
Dèng Chán yù directly cut off his thoughts: "It's impossible. Dì Jiāng has fused the essence and blood of the other Zǔ Wū, no longer the same as before. This Huàn Zhùn is not the Pan Gu essence that initially scattered away. Over billions of years, it has accumulated too much malevolent qi. It's like Qiong Qí can no longer turn back into a human being, and they all cannot go back."
She feels that Hongjun and the Six Saints should all not hope to see Dì Jiāng merge with this part of Pan Gu essence, and even if she becomes a Daoist deity and a saint herself, she doesn't want a exceptionally powerful Dì Jiāng to appear in the primeval chaos. At present, Dì Jiāng's realm is just right, neither strong nor weak. If it gets stronger, it will touch the bottom line of the sages.
Not to mention the impossibility of merging, even if it were possible, we would have to find ways and means to prevent him from doing so.
Dèng Chán yù has little interest in fighting a beast without a brain. During the period of Da Luo Jin Xian, she could vaguely suppress Dì Jiāng on par, and now she is a quasi-saint. Dì Jiāng is no longer her opponent. A beast that only follows instincts, even if it wins, has nothing to boast about.
She is too lazy to fight. Nézhā dragged her all the way here just to see how big the gap is between her and her teacher.
"I told it before, you have to vacate and move away from Borrowed Peach Mountain by a certain deadline. This thing not only refused to cooperate but also insulted me for lacking manners!" Nézhā directly put his name on the line in order to persuade Dèng Chán yù to take action.
Dèng Chán yù felt very helpless. Can this thing talk? It seems like it can, but how can it speak in such a refined manner saying I lack manners instead of telling you to get lost?
She hasn't fought for over a thousand years. With Nézhā's words, she felt that she indeed had a bit of an itchy hand.
"This is really troublesome. I have fire burning in my furnace." She pointed at Nézhā: "Be clear about it, I'm just helping you capture this guy. About how to deal with him, you can talk to Dì Jiāng later."
"Okay, okay!" Nézhā nodded eagerly in agreement.
The next moment, Dèng Chán yù seemed to be a gust of breeze, disappearing instantly and reappearing in front of Huàn Zhùn.
This thing has no head or tail, but you can still tell the difference from the direction of its toes.
"Hey, can you leave here? I want to rebuild Borrowed Peach Mountain, and it's very inconvenient for you to stay here. Just leave on your own, and I can pretend I haven't seen you." She was still trying to persuade him.
Huàn Zhùn, without a mouth, had his voice sound extremely heavy. He retorted: "Who are you?"
Dì Jiāng is a great Zǔ Wū. Now, nine out of ten shamanic arts in the primeval chaos were invented by the shamanic tribe at that time. They do not have an essence spirit, and their techniques are all aimed at targeting the essence spirit of immortals. Most of them are based on the mindset that I don't have what you don't have either.
Many of the shamanic arts are quite sinister and mysterious, greatly different from the gradually advancing spells of immortals. Huàn Zhùn separated from Dì Jiāng's body, so it's hard to say that there won't be some ultimate skills.
Dèng Chán yù didn't even blink her eyes. She directly reported her false name: "Old man is Feng Ling Yueying Old Ancestor."
Nézhā was shocked, who is this? Shouldn't it be Lín Cí Yuán? There's a name with both wind and moon, which is quite strange. The idea turned around several times, brainstorming, and finally understood the teacher's intention. It turns out like that! I learned it!
Huàn Zhùn was clearly unaware of any "Feng Ling Yueying Old Ancestor" and felt that it seemed to be an unknown person. He roared in a dull voice: "Get lost!"
"All right, it's your own fault for forcing this old ancestor to do this!"
Dèng Chán yù spread out her hand, and everything in all directions was chaotic. The sudden change in the environment made Huàn Zhùn very uncomfortable. As a part of Dì Jiāng, it also has some control over space power, but it has no brain, so its control of space power is very primitive.
It noticed that Dèng Chán yù's power shared some common characteristics with its own. It roared loudly, transforming into countless figures. In a radius of over a million li, there were countless figures of Huàn Zhùn.
These are spatial projections, they are illusions, yet they are all true bodies.
Many Huàn Zhùn had attempted to stabilize the chaotic space, Dèng Chán yù didn't want to exchange blows with it one move after another. In the sea of countless Huàn Zhùn, her figure stood out as a lone wolf.
"You're not supposed to use the ability to become a myriad of selves like that."
She pointed out casually, and the true meaning of the Great Dao she obtained from Fang Cung mountain penetrated the bodies of billions of Huàn Zhùn.
Seemingly oils, and seemingly plasma things spurt out from the wound, along with a large amount of fierce malevolent qi.
The howls of spirits-like cries filled the million li range, and the next moment, the last remnants of Borrowed Peach Mountain swept over, erasing all resentments instantly, leaving nothing in their wake.
Dèng Chán yù waved at the depths of Borrowed Peach Mountain: "Old friend, it's quite bright! Although it has been dead for so many years, this mountain formed from the backbone of Pan Gu is still suppressing all evil.
At this point, Huàn Zhùn finally identified the source of Borrowed Peach Mountain's remaining qi and was terrified. He hastily withdrew his myriad transformations and flapped his four wings rapidly to flee.
"This is somewhat like Qiong Qi," Dèng Chán yù commented, sizing up the enemy after assessing its strength. She spread her five fingers, seized control over the spatial power within Huàn Zhùn, and then it exploded fiercely from within.
The body of Huàn Zhùn was roughly but finely divided into 129,600 pieces.
