Chapter 2562: His Life Is Mine

Zu An, at this moment, had no time to worry about Di Jun. Instead, he hurriedly flew with the Witch Mountain Goddess to Xing Tian's side, hoping to see if he could save him.

To their surprise, just as they approached, the headless body suddenly swung the giant axe and shield in its hands, roaring, "I haven't been defeated! I haven't been defeated! Come fight me again!"

The forceful energy from his swinging weapons filled the air for several miles around. Perhaps because his head had just been severed, his moves were now filled with murderous intent, not allowing anyone to approach.

Zu An had no choice but to take the Witch Mountain Goddess and move back a little.

"How can he still speak?" The Witch Mountain Goddess covered her mouth in surprise.

Zu An pointed to his navel. "It seems he's speaking from there."

He naturally knew the story of the headless Xing Tian dancing with his gan (shield) and qi (axe), but he never imagined that the reason Xing Tian lost his head was to save him. Thinking of this, he felt his blood begin to boil.

The Witch Mountain Goddess looked closely and saw Xing Tian's navel opening and closing, indeed like a mouth.

"Let's find his head and see if we can restore him." For someone who had cultivated to a certain realm, reattaching a head was not an overly difficult task.

Zu An nodded, as he had the same thought, and quickly flew towards Xing Tian's head, which had fallen in the distance.

However, just as he was about to retrieve it, a ball of fire shot out from an angle, causing Xing Tian's head to burst into flames and turn to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Zu An and the Witch Mountain Goddess were both shocked and enraged, turning to look at the culprit.

Di Jun's expression was grim. "Do you think I don't exist?"

At that moment, a pained and mournful roar came from the other side. Xing Tian was clutching the severed part of his neck, as if a head were still supposed to be there. Although his head had been separated from his body, having it directly burned to ashes made his body clearly feel an inhuman agony.

Suddenly, two streams of blood flowed from his chest, resembling tears of blood. Then, his two breasts slowly opened, becoming his new eyes. Filled with bloody tears, he glared fixedly at Di Jun in the distance.

"Die!" Xing Tian roared from his navel, swinging his axe directly at Di Jun. Wherever the axe passed, the ground cracked open into a deep chasm.

Di Jun's body transformed into a golden streak, and he quickly dodged aside. Seeing the light warp at the spot where he had just stood, and realizing that even space itself had been cleaved by the axe, his expression subtly changed. He had not expected such a transformation from Xing Tian; after his head was destroyed, not only did he not die, but his combat power even increased.

"Hmph, this mad, demonic bloodline of the Wu clan is truly detestable!"

The headless Xing Tian leaped, landing directly beside him, and swung his great axe a dozen times in quick succession. Each strike was blocked by Di Jun's wave of a hand. Di Jun's anger surged. "You seek death!"

Flames erupted around him, sweeping towards Xing Tian. Just then, a massive wave surged forward, blocking the flames.

Di Jun was startled. He looked up at Gonggong in the distance. Gonggong was fighting Donghuang Taiyi, yet he still had energy to interfere here? Had something happened to Taiyi? However, he soon realized that Donghuang Taiyi and Gonggong were evenly matched, with no sign of either gaining the upper hand.

Gonggong also noticed the situation here and was equally surprised. "This boy can also control water?" It turned out that Zu An had just used the power of the Sea God's Crown and the Blue Duck's ability to borrow the surging river water brought by Gonggong to counteract Di Jun's flames.

Donghuang Taiyi also spoke a warning, and Di Jun's gaze returned to Zu An. Old grievances and new hatred surged within him. "So, it was you!"

Rage from Di Jun: 444,444,444…

Two enormous wings extended from his back. Each feather was like a divine weapon, emitting incomparably sharp sword energy that enveloped Zu An. Zu An had previously fought the Demon Emperor and the Golden Crow Prince in the cultivation world, so he was somewhat familiar with this move. However, when unleashed by Di Jun, the power of the same technique was amplified tens of thousands of times over.

Sensing the terrifying destructive power, Zu An dared not be careless in the slightest. He quickly used a gentle force to send the Witch Mountain Goddess far away, while simultaneously drawing the Tai'a Sword and unleashing countless sword energies to meet the attack. In the blink of an eye, numerous sword marks appeared on his body, and blood began to seep out.

His expression was grave. The Donghuang Bell he had just manifested was shattered by the opponent's sword energy in an instant. Had it not been for the immensely powerful devouring ability of his Gluttonous Heaven Devouring Art, he would likely have been dismembered by now. Even so, many sword energies could not be entirely neutralized, wounding his body.

At this moment, the shock in Di Jun's heart was no less than Zu An's. He had just attacked without holding back; this fellow had killed nine of his sons and ruined his grand plans, so he had long wished to crush him to dust. Therefore, both of his consecutive attacks had been fueled by hatred. The first was blocked by Xing Tian at the cost of his head, but the second, the opponent actually took head-on? What realm was he even at? He could actually block it!

He gritted his teeth, about to give chase, when the headless Xing Tian roared and charged forward again. Di Jun's expression turned cold, and a sky-full of sword energy swept towards Xing Tian. Xing Tian's shield protected his front, while he simultaneously swung his great axe, chopping at the golden sword feathers coming from all directions. He, too, was quickly bleeding profusely, but the bloodline power of the Wu clan was fully activated, and his momentum became increasingly resolute, as if he were a war god drenched in blood.

Fearing for Xing Tian's safety, Zu An quickly attacked Di Jun, sharing Xing Tian's pressure.

"Two despicable rats!" Di Jun gritted his teeth. In truth, he could easily deal with either of them individually. Although Xing Tian was powerful, he specialized more in physical attacks, and just a few spells from Di Jun could cause him great trouble. However, Zu An, despite his lower cultivation, always had a messy assortment of skills, many of which even surprised Di Jun. Working together, they truly compensated for each other's weaknesses, making them quite troublesome for him for a moment. Of course, it wasn't that he couldn't defeat them; it would just take more time. But what he lacked most now was time.

The previous spectacle of the ten suns in the sky must have alerted various powerful figures. Only Gonggong had appeared so far; if other Ancestral Witches or Zhuanxu were to arrive, things would become truly difficult. His peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the Witch Mountain Goddess in the distance, her face filled with worry, and a plan came to mind.

He suddenly feigned an attack, then directly unleashed a palm strike towards the Witch Mountain Goddess in the distance. A golden palm print appeared before the Witch Mountain Goddess in the blink of an eye. Wherever the palm passed, it was as if it was pressed down by tens of thousands of times the world's gravity. If the strike connected, the Witch Mountain Goddess would likely be instantly flattened into a meat patty.

The Six Enlightened Witches wanted to rescue her, but they were too far away to make it in time. Zu An was greatly alarmed at the sight. He teleported in front of the Witch Mountain Goddess; unable to take her away in time, he could only embrace her and take the full force of the palm strike with his back.

"Pfft!" Despite Zu An having activated countless defensive skills and relying on the protective devouring power of his Gluttonous Heaven Devouring Art, he still couldn't completely offset the power of the palm strike. He was struck, vomiting large mouthfuls of blood, even seeing fragments of his internal organs within it.

"How are you?" Feeling the hot blood, the Witch Mountain Goddess's usually cold voice carried a hint of a sob. She hurriedly cast a spell to heal his injuries.

Zu An did not answer. With his current cultivation and regenerative ability, he could regrow even if most of his body was destroyed, but Di Jun clearly wouldn't give him time to recover. Seeing this, Xing Tian immediately tried to hold back Di Jun, but Di Jun, as if expecting it, dealt with Xing Tian's attacks while simultaneously unleashing another palm strike towards them. If this strike connected, Zu An and the Witch Mountain Goddess would truly be reduced to an indistinguishable mist of blood.

Gonggong in the distance wanted to help, but how could Donghuang Taiyi give him the opportunity?

Just then, a sun suddenly appeared, directly blocking the destructive palm strike.

"What are you doing?" Di Jun was both surprised and furious at the sight.

The sun's illusory image gradually transformed into a graceful figure. A beautiful woman slowly stepped out, saying, "His life is mine. I will kill him with my own hands!"