Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

Dijiang, with a pig-like face, cried out in a mournful voice.

"Even if there are many of you, I'll kneel down before you!"

"That's enough, okay? Stop fighting!"

"I admit I was wrong, okay? I'll return everything I swindled from you, double the amount!"

"That's too brutal! You're all too brutal!"

However, before he could even breathe a sigh of relief...

The Queen Mother of the West and Bai Ze, who had been standing at the back without making a move, suddenly stepped forward, eager to fight.

The Queen Mother of the West put on sunglasses and picked up the Purple Gold Hammer.

Bai Ze took a deep breath and picked up the pink dress.

The two men glared fiercely at Dijiang and sneered.

"Dream on! You think you can just let it go after a few words?"

"You'll suffer the same hardships we went through!"

"This isn't over until I've made you sick of thunder and let you experience the love of a tough, strong woman!"

With a deep breath, Bai Ze fearlessly unleashed the pink fairy dress.

hum!

The pink mist exploded instantly.

As the smoke cleared, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Then a terrified scream erupted.

"Holy crap, holy crap!"

"What did I see?! My eyes!!!"

There stood the originally refined and easygoing demon saint, Bai Ze.

At this moment, his muscles swelled up, transforming him into a three-meter-tall, monstrous muscle man.

But he was wearing a tight-fitting pink slip dress with lace trim.

Her legs were still covered in white stockings that were stretched taut by her muscles.

That scene was absolutely horrifying!

"Ugh, this is way too abstract!"

"Besides inflicting a psychological attack on Dijiang, what other purpose can this serve?"

"Should we just disgust him to death?"

The next second, something happened that shocked everyone.

Dijiang, who was kneeling on the ground sincerely admitting his mistakes and weeping bitterly, was originally kneeling on the ground.

The moment he saw Bai Ze's face, his body trembled violently.

Then, his eyes, which had been filled with fear, lit up.

Two pink hearts suddenly appeared!

Dijiang stared at Bai Ze intently, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He cupped his hands around his heart and uttered a voice like a pervert.

"Beautiful...beautiful woman!"

"How could there be such an ethereal and stunningly beautiful woman in this world!"

"Hey, give me a flying kiss!"

The onlookers, who were simply watching the spectacle, were completely bewildered.

Everyone was devastated; their worldviews were shattered.

"What the hell did I just see, Ah-yi?!"

"Senior Bai Ze's dignified appearance... actually captured the heart of Ancestral Witch Dijiang?!"

"Uncle-Master Dijiang's sexual orientation... is actually quite unique? He only likes this kind of thing?!"

Despite his nausea, Bai Ze, speaking in a rough, husky voice, issued a command to Di Jiang.

"Hehehe~ Little Jiang Jiang, bark like a dog for me!"

Without hesitation, Dijiang lay down on the ground, sticking out his tongue.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Bai Ze then pointed to the side: "Spin around, spin around!"

Dijiang immediately stood up and spun around in place like a happy little fool, his face beaming with a blissful smile.

Below, Zhao Gongming, lying in a rocking chair, watched this scene and sighed with a smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Poor Uncle-Master Dijiang, he's being played like a puppet."

"This is the true value of conceptual allure: ignoring aesthetics and forcibly lowering one's intelligence."

Just then, the Queen Mother of the West, who had been waiting for the right moment, finally found an opportunity to make her move.

She put on sunglasses, held the Thunderclap Purple Gold Hammer, her face serious, exuding an aura of power.

"It's my turn to perform!"

The Grand Master Xuandu, who was watching the show below, exclaimed in surprise.

"There are more experts?!"

The Queen Mother of the West pointed one finger to the sky, her body swaying wildly to an unknown rhythm.

He stared into the microphone and screamed out that classic rap lyrics with all his might.

"Thunderclap! This heaven-shattering, earth-shattering purple-gold hammer!"

"Purple Lightning, speak of the astonishing change in the Nine Heavens Hanging Sword of the Mysterious True Flame!"

Rumble!

With each word uttered, above the heavens...

One after another, streaks of purplish-gold, violent heavenly lightning instantly condensed.

With an aura of annihilation, it slashed fiercely at Dijiang, who was spinning around.

"ah!!!"

Dijiang was struck by lightning and his body was charred black, with his hair standing on end.

The intense pain instantly snapped him out of his trance.

He shook his head and saw the muscular Barbie-like Bai Ze in front of him, and anger welled up in his heart.

"Wait a minute!!!"

"Bai Ze, you son of a bitch..."

Before she could finish speaking, Bai Ze swayed her hips again and said in a coquettish voice, "Look at me~"

hum!

The charm effect has been activated again.

The anger in Dijiang's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by heart-shaped eyes once more.

"Yes, that's right!"

"What a beautiful fairy~~"

"A beating is a sign of love, a scolding is a sign of affection; the fairy is testing me!"

Snapped!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhen Yuanzi rushed up, grabbed a size 45 cloth shoe, and started slapping Di Jiang across the face.

"Are you bringing pies or not? I'm asking you, are you bringing pies or not?!"

Thus, Dijiang fell into an extremely tragic vicious cycle.

After being struck by lightning and waking up, he started cursing, but ended up being bewitched by Bai Ze.

Meanwhile, Zhen Yuanzi's cloth shoes kept whipping him, and he would be awakened by being struck by lightning.

Just when Dijiang was suffering double, or even triple, torment.

In the distance, Dong Wanggong, who had noticed the commotion, finally finished treating his injuries and came running after hearing the news.

He spotted Hongyun standing to the side watching the show, occasionally casting a spell to freeze him.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, what are you doing?"

Hongyun pointed to the battlefield and said excitedly.

"Can't you see? Everyone's ganging up on Dijiang! Everyone's getting revenge!"

Upon hearing this, the Eastern King Duke immediately rolled up his sleeves, his eyes turning red, and roared.

"Damn, why didn't you tell me about this great opportunity?!"

"That's so unfair!"

Without saying a word, Dongwanggong took out a golden finger glove and formed a hand seal.

With a signature lewd smile on his face, he teleported into the battlefield.

At this moment, Dijiang had just been awakened by the lightning strike and was about to curse Bai Ze.

Suddenly, a spatial fluctuation came from behind.

"Secret Technique: Mud Dragon Enters the Sea!"

puff!

"Aww!!!"

Dijiang let out a howl ten times more devastating than before.

He covered his private parts tightly with both hands, his whole body curled up like a shrimp.

"Dong Wang Gong, you son of a bitch..."

Before he could even finish suffering...

boom!

The Queen Mother of the West's thunderbolt struck again, and Dijiang's whole body became paralyzed.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ze winked at Di Jiang, whose face was contorted in pain.

A strange, blissful smile appeared on her face as she drooled over Bai Ze.

"What a beautiful fairy..."

"My butt hurts so much... but I feel so sweet inside..."

Looking at this chaotic, bloody, yet comical scene...

Zhao Gongming lay back in his chair, eating spiritual fruit while shaking his head with a sigh.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Physical assault, mind control, thunderous baptism, thousand-year kill sneak attack..."

"This isn't fighting, it's clearly stacking buffs!"

"The prize pool is still piling up! Uncle-Master Dijiang, your life has been truly worthwhile!"