Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1283 - 881 Revival_2

It was precisely because he had the entire Boundless Starry Sky as his backing that Di Jun could make even the Saints wary. The Saints’ magical powers were endless, and wasn’t Di Jun the same?

"Alas, it’s time to end this!"

"How can the sons of my Demon Clan die in vain?"

"Let me use your death to comfort their spirits in heaven!"

Suddenly heaving a sigh, Di Jun’s entire being began to glow, his body suddenly burst forth with an unprecedented brilliance.

At the same time, an unsurpassable majesty emanated from him, even breaking through his previous concealment, spreading outward, shaking both heaven and earth.

"This aura is..."

"Di Jun!!!"

At this moment, all the Great Divine Transcendents of the Chaos World, including the Saints, were startled, casting their gaze in the direction of Xianyang City.

"Granting resurrection to the utmost?"

At this moment, sensing danger, Jiang Chen awoke from his enlightenment.

He guessed what had happened; Di Jun saw that his own avatar couldn’t defeat him, and facing death either way, he decided to sacrifice that avatar to exchange for the reappearance of his true self.

Such a revival couldn’t last, at most it would allow Di Jun’s true self to remain in the mortal world for a mere instant. But even an instant was enough for Di Jun.

Because Di Jun’s true form was truly a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial. Relying on no external power, truly possessing the realm of a Daluo Jinxian, a flawless Primordial Dao Master.

An instant is eternity; to Di Jun, an instant was enough to do much, like, for instance, kill Jiang Chen!

In a single instant, Di Jun would disappear without a trace. Since that was the case, there was nothing left to hide. Boldly and openly, he announced his return to all the powerhouses between Heaven and Earth of the Chaos World.

"What is Di Jun doing?"

"Granting resurrection to the utmost?"

"This Jiang Chen is truly formidable, having forced Taiyi to manifest an avatar hundreds of years ago. Not much time has passed and he has now forced an avatar of Di Jun to seek resurrection in desperation."

"Even in the Ancient Era, such a stunning figure was never seen."

After Di Jun exposed himself, all was unable to be concealed, and with a mere thought, all the Great Divine Transcendents knew the causes and consequences of the events.

It was then that they realized, though they had long deemed Di Jun to have perished, he had, many years ago, been active between Heaven and Earth under the guise of an avatar.

This discovery sent a chill through the Great Divine Transcendents. If Di Jun’s avatar had only recently appeared, it wouldn’t be much; but if it had been around for a long time without anyone noticing, that was a serious problem.

No one believed that the avatar of Di Jun wandering between Heaven and Earth hadn’t done anything; he surely must have made some arrangements.

So, what exactly had he arranged and against whom? Against the Witch Clan, or perhaps the Western religions, or maybe the Mystic Sect, and it could certainly have been the Human Race.

The more the Great Divine Transcendents thought about it, the grimmer their faces grew—for they couldn’t be sure how Di Jun’s arrangements might affect them. These days, who didn’t have their own setups between Heaven and Earth?

How do the Great Divine Transcendents usually end up as enemies? Isn’t it because you have setups on Earth and so do I?

Then, unknowingly, everyone affects everyone else, and inadvertently, one disrupts another’s setup, and thus a grudge is born.

The Six Saints, far off in the chaos beyond the sky, were also looking quite grim. Di Jun’s death had been personally confirmed by them, dead beyond any doubt.

If so, how could this avatar have emerged? It meant they had been mistaken before, fooled by Di Jun.

This was truly a slap in the face, telling the Saints outright, "When I lived, you couldn’t trouble me; even in death, you still cannot."

Di Jun revealing his avatar seemed unrelated to the Saints, but in reality, it was a direct slap in their faces, nearly swelling them.

...

"Di Jun is seeking revenge for the Demon Clan of the Beijulu Continent, so he wants to kill me, and for this, he’s willing to sacrifice an incarnation," Jiang Chen said.

At this moment, as Di Jun fully revived, Jiang Chen felt an unprecedented crisis.

The Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial is really too powerful, far surpassing Great Divine Transcendents. Di Jun has not fully arrived yet, but just the aura he emitted was suffocating Jiang Chen, making it hard for him to breathe.

Too strong, so strong that Jiang Chen, even if he wanted to interrupt this revival process, could not do it.

"Jiang Chen, you have already reached the Quasi-Saint realm, existing alongside Heaven, enduring with the Dao. I know that, even for me, it’s impossible to completely slay you."

"But it doesn’t matter; I don’t actually intend to kill you outright. I just need to suppress you for a while."

"Killed by my hand, even if the Human Race and friends from the Shangqing fully revive you, it won’t be possible without tens of thousands of years."

"A thousand years may be short for other Quasi-Saints, but for you, it is exceedingly long, possibly ruining the foundation of your Dao. Even if that doesn’t happen, delaying you for ten thousand years will allow me to be much more relaxed in the times to come."

Unbeknownst to all, Di Jun completed his full revival, that supreme powerhouse from the Ancient Era, the highest Heavenly Emperor, once again emerged between Heaven and Earth.

Then, time at this moment froze, as if a pause button had been hit, everything ceased to operate. Only Di Jun and Jiang Chen were unaffected in the entire world.

In an instant, eternity—a concept not just mere words for a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial. As long as Di Jun wished, this moment could last a very long time.

"Die!"

Knowing his appearance would surely invite an attack from the Saints, Di Jun, after reviving, directly pointed his finger towards Jiang Chen, intent on killing him with that single touch.

Facing such a powerful strike, Jiang Chen knew he could not defend, nor did he want to; he simply let his spirit empty, ready to shift everything beneath Mount Buzhou to his Divine Fetus afterwards, aiming for an escape like the cicada shedding its skin.

But just then, from the Duotian Shenfan in his hand, Mother Earth’s voice suddenly emerged,

"Di Jun, you truly regress as you live, shamelessly attacking a junior."

Along with the voice, a powerful force of reincarnation burst forth, transforming into a colossal wheel in the mid-air, pressing down toward Di Jun.

"Hmph!"

Facing the mockery and attack from Mother Earth, Di Jun snorted coldly, with no expression, not even resisting, allowing the wheel of reincarnation to press down on him. He continued to extend his finger toward Jiang Chen, resolute in killing him.

He truly feared Jiang Chen, thus Jiang Chen must die. And his power, eternal for Jiang Chen but merely a moment for a peer like Mother Earth, would naturally dissipate after a moment.

"Di Jun, how dare you!"

Though Mother Earth was fully resisting and even at the last moment, Empress Nuwa’s power also transmitted over.

Alas, it was in vain!

When a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial truly intends to kill someone, even peers can’t stop him.

Boom!

Di Jun’s finger struck, and before Jiang Chen could even resist, he felt a sharp pain in his brow, and then, he and the supreme golden man exploded together.

Then, a tyrannical rush came, intending to grind his broken flesh to nothingness. Fortunately, at that moment, countless strands of mystical light descended, protecting Jiang Chen’s shattered flesh.

In a critical moment, seeing she couldn’t stop Di Jun, Empress Nuwa instead came beside Jiang Chen, protecting him with her supreme divine abilities.

"Life, fate, destruction!"

Di Jun’s power represented destruction, Empress Nuwa’s power represented life. Between this rise and fall, Jiang Chen gained a new understanding of the Dao of Destruction and Creation, a mysterious power emanating from his flesh, bringing forth unknown changes.