owlsbooks Chapter 12 Haotian Realm, Suppressed by a Single Palm Strike
Chapter 12 Haotian Realm, Suppressed by a Single Palm Strike
Upon hearing the name "Houtu," the great shamans of the Wu tribe were immediately overcome with sorrow.
They were secretly worried that their actions today might lead to the extermination of their entire clan. But there was no turning back now!
They came with great momentum, but if they were driven away by Haotian with a laugh before they could even make a move, what would become of the Wu Clan's reputation? Moreover, Haotian's blatant disregard for them only fueled their anger.
"Haotian brat, today is your death day!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Tian suddenly leaped up, wielding his giant axe in the air, and fiercely cleaved towards Hao Tian.
This axe strike not only contained immense power, but also carried the power of the Great Dao, its momentum overwhelming and its strength boundless! It seemed capable of splitting the heavens and earth, terrifying beyond compare!
"Xingtian seems to have gotten stronger again!"
"I never imagined that he would make such a breakthrough after the fall of the Witch Clan. It's truly astonishing!"
"This is bad! Haotian has never experienced battle before; this time, he's likely in grave danger!"
All factions in the primordial world were startled by Xing Tian's attack. Although Xing Tian was strong in the past, he was only comparable to an ordinary quasi-saint.
But the power of his axe strike was enough to make even seasoned veterans tremble, let alone Haotian, a newcomer.
The group had no prior dealings with Haotian and did not care about his life or death, but they were somewhat saddened: This person had only been in the prehistoric world for a short time, was he about to perish?
"Brother Xingtian will surely win!"
The great shamans instantly became excited and couldn't help but celebrate and cheer prematurely, showing no optimism about Haotian.
"Haotian, watch out!"
Yaochi was also terrified, realizing she was not confident she could withstand the attack, and couldn't help but worry about Haotian, whose cultivation was similar to hers.
Xing Tian's lips curled into a slight smile. It was precisely because of this terrifying power that he dared to launch a preemptive attack on the Heavenly Court. He was about to kill Haotian, seize the Heavenly Court, and the rise of the Witch Clan would begin today!
The giant axe was already above Haotian's head, about to strike—
Haotian remained calm and composed, raising his hand and summoning the Haotian Mirror.
"I have a treasure; please, Great Shaman, appraise it!"
brush!
A divine light shot out from the Haotian Mirror, dazzling and radiant, illuminating the entire sky! Those touched by the divine light felt as if they had been seen through.
"This is the Haotian Mirror!"
Everyone was taken aback. They had long inquired about Haotian's background and knew that before he took over the Heavenly Court, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun had bestowed upon him a treasure, but they had not expected him to be so powerful.
The Haotian Mirror was originally a top-grade innate spiritual treasure bestowed upon the Heavenly Emperor by Hongjun, representing the Heavenly Dao's power of supervision and order.
Do not underestimate it because of its rank—this treasure carries the rules of Heaven and possesses the most core power of insight and balance in the Three Realms.
Especially in the hands of the Heavenly Emperor who controls the primordial order, it can often unleash extraordinary power. Although it may not be as powerful as other innate spiritual treasures in terms of offensive capabilities, it can perceive weaknesses and even trace cause and effect, making its strength in assisting in battle terrifying.
Seeing this, everyone exclaimed in surprise—even if the Haotian Mirror is truly powerful, Haotian has only had it for a little over a hundred years, and his own cultivation is only that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. How could he have refined it so quickly?
"What?!"
Xing Tian was also taken aback. As a great shaman, he was full of vigor and was extremely sensitive to danger.
At this moment, he felt as if he had been seen through, and a strong sense of crisis rushed towards him, as if the sun had descended and the entire world was pressing down on him. No matter where he fled, there was only one way out: death!
"Damn it! Haotian! I will definitely kill you!"
Even in dire straits, Xing Tian did not give up. The threat of death only fueled his fighting spirit. He swung his great axe and shield wildly, charging towards Hao Tian without regard for his own safety—even if he died, he would take Hao Tian down with him!
Everything for the Witch Clan!
Unfortunately, it was all meaningless.
Haotian smiled slightly and raised his hand in a gesture of pressing down.
A giant golden hand appeared out of thin air, its surface entwined with order and filled with an aura of supreme yang and strength, and it pressed down directly.
Xing Tian was knocked down from the sky to the ground, and the space in his path was shattered.
Fortunately, Xing Tian was a great sorcerer, with a physical body comparable to a primordial spiritual treasure. If it were an ordinary cultivator, their physical body would have been shattered long ago.
However, no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free from the suppression of that giant hand and could only fall down.
"I...can't lose..."
Xing Tian's face was filled with resentment as he desperately swung his giant axe in struggle. But his voice grew fainter and fainter until he was finally suppressed.
Rumble!
A tremendous roar resounded, and Xing Tian was slammed into the ground, leaving a deep, bottomless palm print.
Haotian also held back, otherwise this attack would have caused considerable damage to the prehistoric world, with a wide-ranging impact and inevitably leading to widespread suffering, which was not what he wanted.
Xingtian's roar still faintly echoed from the pit, but it was now meaningless.
Although Haotian has left the Heavenly Court, he is not as able to fully activate the Heavenly Emperor's authority and mobilize the power of the Primordial Starry Sky and the Thirty-Three Heavens as he was within the Heavenly Court. However, his strength is far beyond that of an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal.
If you really treat him as an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal, then you won't even know how you died.
As the Heavenly Emperor, even outside the Heavenly Court, he could still command the power of the Primordial Starry Sky and the Thirty-Three Heavens. Although not as formidable as he was at the Heavenly Court's headquarters, he was still not someone an ordinary Quasi-Saint could provoke, though doing so would come at a price and might even incur some karmic consequences.
Of course, this is the usual situation. But is Haotian normal? He's not normal!
His body was formed from the primordial ancestral energy, and within it was a world that completely simulated the ancient starry sky and the thirty-three heavens.
In other words, he didn't need to draw upon the ancient starry sky and the thirty-three heavens of the primordial world at all; he already possessed inexhaustible power within his body.
In that case, how could Xing Tian possibly defeat him?
Given Haotian's current state, even if a saint were to appear, he could remain undefeated—perhaps he wouldn't win, but he would be more than capable of protecting himself.
If you really anger him, he will sacrifice the entire Primordial Starry Sky and Thirty-Three Heavens within his body as a single attack. I ask you, can a saint withstand it? Moreover, after the sacrifice, the ancestral energy can still be generated, so there is no loss to him.
"Ah! Brother Xingtian!"
"Everyone, let's attack together! We must rescue Brother Xingtian!"
The great shamans were all stunned, unable to accept this outcome. Xing Tian was no match for Hao Tian, and was suppressed in one move! How laughable that they had previously dared to dream of occupying the Heavenly Court; now it was too late for regrets.
However, once they realized what was happening, the great shamans were not afraid. At the call of the Nine Phoenixes, they attacked Haotian in unison—the unity of the shaman race was renowned throughout the primordial world.