I'm Dreaming of a Journey to the West

However, in stark contrast to Pangu's scarred and bloody body, Li Chen was virtually unscathed, save for a little dust from the explosion on his armor.

Suddenly, with a loud "Puff!", Pangu's body gushed out huge mouthfuls of bright red blood like a flood. His arms were battered and bruised by Li Chen's stick and the Annihilation Soul Axe, and he could no longer exert any strength.

His body was covered with dense scars, as if it had been bitten by millions of poisonous insects. Blood flowed out from these scars continuously, dyeing the ground beneath his feet scarlet.

Recalling Li Chen's attack just now, it was truly ruthless! He was able to absorb the power he used to attack into the black hole, and then forcefully stuffed the black hole into his mouth. In this way, the black hole caused a shocking explosion in his mouth.

The power of this attack was simply staggering. If Pangu's true body hadn't possessed such a strong physical quality, that attack would have been enough to instantly kill a Saint-level immortal!

"Hahahaha! My attack tastes pretty good, right?!!!!" Li Chen's laughter exploded in the universe like thunder. His face was full of pride, as if he had already stepped on Pangu's real body.

Pangu's true form was in a horrific state, a far cry from the majestic presence he had displayed when attacking Fairy Hibiscus. His massive body now appeared incomparably battered, covered in wounds, blood constantly gushing from the wounds, splattering across the universe.

Li Chen's pleasure grew stronger as he watched Pangu's body in such a miserable state. He put away his stick and stepped forward, standing before Pangu's body. He stretched out his hands, gripping Pangu's mouth tightly like a pair of iron pliers as it vomited blood into the universe.

Pangu's true body's mouth was pinched by Li Chen, and he could no longer spit out blood. He could only let out a vague roar. Li Chen's eyes were red and his face was full of murderous intent. He stared at Pangu's true body's face, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burn it to ashes.

Suddenly, Li Chen raised his palm and slapped Pangu's face fiercely. There were only two crisp "slap" sounds, and Pangu's cheeks were instantly swollen.

"Damn it! Li Chen!"

Although Pangu's true body had its mouth pinched by Li Chen, it still managed to squeeze out these words from its throat, its voice filled with anger and unwillingness. However, he had lost the strength to fight back at this time and could only watch Li Chen continue to inflict this humiliating torture on him.

This scene was so ironic. The true form of Pangu, formed by the twelve ancient witches, possessed the divine power to create the world and heaven, and should have been unparalleled. But who could have imagined that he would be insulted in this way, and he would be powerless to fight back.

"This slap is to punish you, the twelve witch ancestors, for slaughtering innocent people and oppressing the people!"

Li Chen's eyes widened in anger, his heart blazing with rage. His mind replayed the horrific scenes he had witnessed along the way: demons rampant, slaughtering innocents at will; demons wreaking havoc, devastating the people, and the people living in dire straits. These images pierced his heart like sharp blades.

Li Chen concentrated all his rage and powerful magic power into his palm, which radiated a dazzling light, as if it contained endless power. Without hesitation, he fiercely struck Pangu's true body in the face with his palm!

"This slap is for inheriting the power of the great god Pangu, but not following the right path!" Li Chen's voice echoed between heaven and earth like thunder. His second slap followed closely, lashing out at Pangu's scarred face like a torrential rain.

Each slap carried Li Chen's anger and determination. When his palm collided with Pangu's true body's cheek, a crisp sound was emitted, as if the whole world trembled. And each of Li Chen's palms was more powerful than the last, and each one struck faster and faster than the last. He wanted to make these twelve ancient witches feel his anger and dissatisfaction.

Along the way, Li Chen had experienced many vicissitudes of life and suffered countless pains. Some of these regrets he could still make up for through his own efforts, but many more regrets he would never be able to make up for.

The mother and son from Chang'an City and a group of Chang'an City residents should have been enjoying the family happiness in the prosperous times, but they were brutally murdered by Xiong Shanjun and Te Chushi; the residents of Jiuhua Mountain originally lived a peaceful life, but were killed by the ancestor of wood, Ju Mang, with poisonous flowers and weeds; the residents of Putuo Mountain could have lived and worked in peace and contentment, but were ruthlessly drowned by the ancestor of water, Gong Gong; and the villagers of Ping'an Village, who were kind and simple, were devoured by Benboerba and Baboerben, it was a horrible sight!

These tragic scenes kept flashing in Li Chen's mind, making him heartbroken and angry. So, he vented all his anger on the face of Pangu's real body.

Li Chen mercilessly launched round after round of fierce attacks at Pangu's face. Each punch and palm strike contained endless power and resentment. As he attacked, Pangu's face gradually became unrecognizable, as if it had been roasted into a braised pig's head.

However, Li Chen didn't stop there; his fury seemed endless. When his hands grew tired, he unhesitatingly drew his stick and continued his frantic assault on Pangu's true form. Furthermore, he unleashed his clone technique, creating a swarm of identical clones that surrounded Pangu's true form, unleashing a terrifying assault.

This beating lasted for a long, long time, so long that Li Chen himself didn't know how long it had been. Finally, at a certain moment, Li Chen stopped what he was doing. But this wasn't because he felt pity, but because he had a more important goal - to split Pangu's true body into the twelve ancestral witches and seal them back up!

At this moment, Li Chen's eyes suddenly burst into a blood-red light, like a burning flame, instantly illuminating his entire face red. Immediately afterwards, his hands were also enveloped by colorful lights, which intertwined to form a gorgeous and strange ball of light.

Li Chen's speed was as fast as lightning. He rushed past like a meteor and arrived in front of Pangu's real body in the blink of an eye. He swung his claws covered in light without mercy, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and fiercely tore at Pangu's real body.

Pangu's true body finally recovered from Li Chen's fierce attack at this moment, but the severe pain in his body was unbearable. This pain seemed to tear his body into countless pieces, making him feel the pain of being cut into pieces and having his heart cut out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Pangu's true body let out a series of screams like a pig being slaughtered. The sound resounded through the sky and was horrifying. However, Li Chen's emotions did not fluctuate at all. In his heart, there was only hatred and anger towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had an extremely bad reputation in this world. The evil deeds they had committed were simply too numerous to list, bringing immeasurable disasters and suffering to countless lives. Under the tyranny of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, these lives lived in dire straits and suffered unspeakably.

However, good and evil will eventually be rewarded. It's not that there is no retribution, it's just that the time has not come yet. Now, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have finally received the retribution they deserve. This is entirely their own fault and they cannot blame anyone else!

The screams of Pangu's true body were initially just low whimpers, but as time went on, they gradually became louder and louder, and finally transformed into the screams of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. This strange change was creepy, as if the Twelve Ancestral Witches were enduring tremendous pain and torture.

Obviously, all this indicates that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are about to be unable to maintain the existence of Pangu's true body. Their power is constantly being consumed, and Pangu's true body is gradually losing control.

Finally, under Li Chen's final blow, Pangu's once enormous body suddenly dissipated like a popped balloon, without a trace. At the same time, the world created by the Twelve Ancestral Witches seemed to have its foundations ripped away, instantly crumbling and disappearing completely.

The scene before Li Chen suddenly changed. The place that was originally blocked by Pangu's true body now revealed the twelve seriously injured Ancestral Witches. They were covered in blood and were barely breathing. It was obvious that they had suffered a severe blow and had lost their former majesty.