Primordial Era: Even the Three Pure Ones have to obediently call me Second Uncle

Chapter 292 The Conflict Over the True Lineage of Pangu



Chapter 292 The Conflict Over the True Lineage of Pangu

The three Qing warriors fell silent in the face of Gonggong's shouts.

The scene where Gonggong was slapped and seriously injured by his second uncle because he shouted "I am Grandpa Gonggong" at them is still vivid in my mind.

This time, however, Gonggong seemed to have learned from his previous painful lessons and became a little smarter.

Although he still retains the habit of shouting before a fight, at least he no longer repeats that ridiculous "I am Grandpa Gonggong".

Seeing this, Yuanshi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile. He mercilessly ridiculed, "Gonggong, Gonggong, I didn't expect you to finally see the light this time and learn from your mistakes! I thought you would be like last time, recklessly shouting that phrase again!"

Upon hearing Yuanshi's sarcastic words, Gonggong's face instantly darkened, and he responded with a cold snort.

Do they really think he, Gonggong, is a fool?!

"Enough with the nonsense. Today, we're going to show you who the true Pangu is."

After Gonggong explained the reason for his visit, Yuanshi didn't say anything more.

He simply turned his gaze toward his eldest brother.

Whether to fight or not is entirely up to the eldest brother!

Taishang also noticed Yuanshi's gaze.

After a moment of silence, he faced the immense fighting spirit emanating from the Ancestral Witches and the others.

He also sighed slightly.

Then, holding the coiled dragon flat cane, he slowly stepped forward.

His gaze calmly swept over the group of ancestral witches before him.

"Since you all wish to fight, then let us fight!! We, the Three Pure Ones, will never relinquish the true name of Pangu!"

At this moment, Tongtian also stepped forward and looked calmly at the twelve Ancestral Witches before him.

"Elder brother is right. Only we, the Three Pure Ones, are worthy of bearing the true name of Pangu."

At this point, Tongtian gestured with his right hand.

The Qingping Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

As soon as the Qingping Sword appeared, it began to tremble slightly, and its blade emitted an incomparably powerful and extremely sharp sword intent.

For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to become heavy and oppressive because of the presence of this sword intent.

"Tell me, one-on-one, or like last time, all of you coming at me together?! I, Tongtian, am ready to fight!"

Dijiang suddenly laughed, a hint of mockery on his face.

"What, are you three afraid that we brothers will attack together?"

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi sneered: "Isn't this how you are? Relying on your numbers, why don't you send three of you to fight the three of us brothers?! Or is it that Dijiang is afraid of losing to the three of us brothers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Rong's eyes widened suddenly, and raging divine fire shot out from his eye sockets, like two fire dragons rushing straight towards Yuan Shi.

Zhu Rong, her face contorted with rage, glared fiercely at Yuan Shi and gritted her teeth, saying:

"What a joke! Do you think we're afraid of you?!"

Yuanshi looked somewhat unconvinced, and with a single hand, he extinguished the two fire dragons that Zhurong had launched at him. He said unhurriedly, "Since you're not afraid, then why don't you fight us one-on-one? What's the use of just talking here? Anyone can brag!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong could no longer suppress his anger. His face turned bright red, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He turned to look at Dijiang standing beside him and said in a gloomy tone, "Brother, let us go! Today we're going to teach this arrogant Yuanshi a lesson and beat his stinking mouth to a pulp!"

Dijiang did not immediately answer Zhurong's question, but instead stared intently at the Three Pure Ones before him, as if he were pondering something.

After a moment, he turned his gaze to Zhu Rong and the other ancestral witches.

Looking at the immense fighting spirit emanating from his brothers and sisters.

Dijiang had also made a decision in his heart.

Sanqing is, after all, my second uncle's nephew; he absolutely cannot be killed.

Moreover, all three of them have foul mouths and are stubborn.

If it's not enough to truly convince them...

They probably still won't relinquish the name of the true lineage of Pangu.

In this way, even if the Ancestral Witches swarmed up and beat the Three Pure Ones half to death, they would still be able to withstand the onslaught.

It's likely that the Three Pure Ones still won't admit that their ancestral witches are the true descendants of Pangu.

Since that's the case, we might as well send three people to fight them.

This would also let the three Qing brothers know their true strength.

It should be noted that after their Ancestral Witches were integrated into the Primordial Realm by their Second Uncle, their strength had always been unmatched among those in the same realm.

Even in one-on-one situations, they are no worse than anyone else!

Last time, although the ten ancestral witches all attacked the Three Pure Ones.

But it was only because the three Ancestral Witches joined forces that they created the Creation Lotus.

In a one-on-one fight, the Ancestral Witches will not lose!

After thinking about it for a moment, Dijiang agreed.

"Since that's the case, we will grant your wish and send only three people!"

"If you lose, then in front of everyone present, you shall admit that we are the true descendants of Pangu!"

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, the three Qings remained silent for a moment before readily agreeing.

On the surface, the three of them remained calm and composed, without revealing even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

However, deep down they were overjoyed.

In a one-on-one situation, the Three Pure Ones would definitely have the upper hand.

Not to mention that the Supreme Being possesses two supreme treasures, one for offense and one for defense, which is enough to make him invincible.

But just then, Houtu and Xuanming seemed to remember something. They suddenly turned to look at Taishang and Tongtian, and said at the same time:

"If you are ultimately defeated, then you must hand over the precious sword that your second uncle bestowed upon you to us, the two sisters!"

Upon hearing these words, Taishang and Tongtian couldn't help but frown slightly.

Clearly, they were dissatisfied with this request, but after some thought and consideration, they finally agreed.

Soon, the Ancestral Witches selected three people.

Dijiang, Gonggong, and finally Houtu.

Dijiang, as the eldest among the Ancestral Witches, naturally had to participate.

Moreover, his principles are better suited to dealing with the Supreme Lord's merits and treasures.

As for Gonggong, it was because he did not participate in the battle last time.

This time, I'm giving him a special chance.

Finally, there is Houtu.

Putting aside everything else, Houtu's combat strength alone is even a notch stronger than her elder brother Dijiang.

Letting her play will give us a better chance of winning!

But when facing the three Ancestral Witches who had come to battle, Zhu Rong had a bitter expression on her face and kept whispering something to Gong Gong.

He keeps saying that the Three Pure Ones are very powerful and you can't handle them.

I'd rather it be my turn!

But no matter what Zhu Rong said, Gong Gong refused to budge, which infuriated Zhu Rong!

"A battle at the top!" Dijiang merely glanced at the three Qings indifferently.

Then he and his ancestral witches disappeared from the spot.

Upon seeing this, the three Qing brothers did not hesitate at all.

He strode off and followed.


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