Chapter 1249 Chapter 540: If Saints Are Not Enough, What About Those Beyond Saints? Zhao Feng's Scheme!

Watching Zhao Feng's display, observing the power he manifests with the time rule.

Pignite wore an expression of contemplation, evidently weighing things in her heart.

"When the power of the time rule reaches a certain level, it can indeed reverse time, entering the river of time."

Pignite spoke slowly, her voice gentle, yet carrying an indescribable skepticism.

"But in reality..."

Pignite paused slightly, her eyes flickered with a complex expression as she continued, "Even the power of the time rule at the Saint level struggles to bring a fallen being back from the river of time."

"For you, it's merely an almost impossible hope."

Pignite gazed at Zhao Feng, speaking softly.

Yet at this moment, her expression was no longer as calm and unperturbed as before, her eyes carried some fluctuation.

"But it is a hope."

Facing Pignite's gaze, Zhao Feng responded firmly, without hesitation, "Moreover, Lady was trapped in the Underworld by Hong Jun for countless years. In the past, because of Hong Jun, she watched the Witch Clan's extinction with open eyes. Such hatred, does Lady not want revenge?"

In his words.

Zhao Feng took a slight step forward, without any fear.

"Furthermore..."

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, continued, "I can clearly tell Lady."

"Hong Jun's goal is to control the entire Primordial, to use the Primordial Heaven and Earth to establish his path to transcendence. Perhaps one day, the entire Primordial, under his manipulation, will succumb to infinite tribulations and be destroyed."

"This was created by Pangu God, does Lady want to watch the Primordial Heaven and Earth be destroyed in the future?"

Zhao Feng spoke solemnly, at this moment, he wanted Pignite to truly become serious, to genuinely confront the Heavenly Dao Hong Jun, unlike before.

Of course, Zhao Feng could understand why Pignite, after being trapped in the Underworld, never thought of resisting, never thought of returning to the Yang Realm.

It's naturally because in the Yang Realm, all her brothers, and her sister have already fallen.

Perhaps the Witch Clan still exists, but in the end, there is no one of her generation, she doesn't have many feelings for it.

"Revenge?"

Pignite murmured to herself, her voice light, seemingly lifeless.

But as she murmured, her eyes gradually became distant, as if she was falling into remote memories, thinking of her brothers, thinking of the Witch Clan of the past, thinking of the wonderful memories of the past.

Gradually, her eyes released a cold intent, that coldness like the water of the Nine Nether Cold Pond, making one shiver.

To her, as the Earth Ancestor Witch of the past, she is virtuous and supportive.

Even when the Witch-Demon War reached a stalemate, Houtu tried her best to remain restrained, and she believed that when the calamity entered the world, the final result of the two clans' battle would be mutual destruction.

But under the grand trend, she could not defy it.

After transforming into the Underworld, she watched all her brothers fall, leaving no trace of their existence in the world.

For countless years, Houtu was no longer Pignite, but in truth, Pignite did not want to recall the past anymore.

Living for years within the Six Paths of Reincarnation, she did not want to touch anything of the mundane world.

Pignite!

Ultimately, this name was also her self-consolation.

But in the end, it is impossible to forget.

"My Witch Clan perished, all my brothers fell."

Pignite's voice trembled slightly, filled with infinite sorrow and anger: "All because of Hong Jun."

She clenched her fist tightly.

"Why am I still alive? Because of the protection by my brothers back then."

Pignite's eyes flashed with determination, and hatred towards Hong Jun: "If I am still alive, naturally, I will avenge them."

"Otherwise, what am I still alive for?"

Pignite muttered, her aura becoming increasingly violent, the surrounding air seemed ignited by this aura, emitting a sizzling sound.

The void trembled, seeming to reach the verge of collapse.

Gradually, an aura almost reaching the limit of the Earth's Rule erupted.

Bang! Bang!

This majestic momentum, like surging waves, spread out in all directions once more.

"Why has Lady become angry again?"

"What exactly did the Crown Prince of Qin say to Lady?"

"The Crown Prince of Qin definitely did something to Lady."

At this moment, the momentum crushed forward, a hundred times more terrifying than the previous pressure.

This was the Earth Power, and it was also Holy Power.

Pignite, when creating the Underworld, possessed a soul, had already ascended to the Earthly Dao Saint, but was confined by the Heavenly Dao Hong Jun in the Underworld and could not leave.

Even now, it is the same.

Heaven Dao exceeds Earth Dao, Houtu cannot leave.

The terrifying Holy Power swept across the entire Underworld, where it passed, the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling became more and more shrill.

This led to a scene even more ghostly crying and wolf howling than before.

All ten Halls Yama, Ksitigarbha King, were overwhelmed by this terrifying pressure on the ground, unable to move.

Their faces were filled with pain, their bodies were trembling under the mighty pressure.

Even Zhao Feng, under this powerful Holy Power, was trembling violently, his Emperor's Robe shaking madly, rustling, as if it would tear apart at any time.

If it were an ordinary Quasi-Saint, if subjected to this close range, perhaps the physical body would be torn apart.

However, Zhao Feng mobilized all the Gang Yuan, along with Rule Power for protection, and with his strong physical body and Primordial Spirit, he could still stand proudly in this Holy Power.

He still stood firmly on the ground, like a rock rooted in the Underworld, despite his body enduring immense pressure, his gaze showed no sign of retreat.