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Chapter 333 Hongjun's Background

"Snapped!"

The bamboo staff pierced the air, faintly touching the center of the Order Demon God's brow.

This attack seemed to shatter the balance between order and chaos, causing the demon god's form and spirit to collapse.

"You are!"

The God of Order was resurrected from the dead. He stared at Hongjun, a glint of light flashing in his deep eyes.

"The progenitor of immortality, Hongjun!"

The bamboo staff was unleashed once more, and the immortal sword intent tore a rift in the void. Unparalleled divine might swept outwards from within, causing the River of Order to tremble incessantly.

"Immortal Hongjun? Hahaha!"

The God of Order laughed loudly, and with a wave of his hand, the Scroll of Order swept away the bamboo staff.

Looking at the Taoist priest before him, the God of Order asked, "Is this your choice?"

"Fellow Daoist Balance!"

The last four words, "order," were emphasized.

balanced?

Nuwa and Yu Chen Daojun looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Dao Ancestor Hongjun is actually the God of Balance?!

Hongjun glanced at the two of them indifferently, then with a wave of his sleeve, he isolated the world from the outside world.

Nuwa and Yu Chen appeared in the chaos in the blink of an eye.

After seeing off the irrelevant people, Hongjun finally looked at the God of Order.

"Isn't your dream, fellow Daoist, to build a perfectly ordered world?"

"I am currently working towards this goal and urgently need your help, fellow Daoist."

Hongjun looked sincerely at the God of Order.

"To build a perfect world of order?" Seeing that Hongjun had no intention of making any more moves, the Order Demon God also stopped and agreed to talk.

"What do you want to do?"

"Construct the Heavenly Dao!"

Hongjun went straight to the point: "Construct the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World!"

"The Primordial Heavenly Dao?" The Order Demon God looked up at the sky.

"Yes, it is the Primordial Heavenly Dao!"

Hongjun said, "The world and all things are governed by laws and order. To achieve this goal, we must establish a Heavenly Dao that governs everything."

The God of Order smiled: "Speak your true thoughts."

His ideal was to build a perfectly ordered world.

Hongjun now says this is also the philosophy of the Immortal Path, but the Order Demon God doesn't believe it at all.

“Everything I’ve said is true, why don’t you believe me, fellow Daoist?” Hongjun sighed.

"If you don't tell the truth, we won't have a chance to cooperate." The Order Demon God gripped the scroll, ready to fight.

"Ok."

Hongjun held a bamboo staff and pointed to the sky: "In the past, Pangu had a round sky above his head and a square earth under his feet, and he nurtured all things."

"To construct the Heavenly Dao in the primordial world is to control the will of Pangu."

"By controlling Pangu's will, one can be invincible!"

“To be honest.” The God of Order nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face.

At this moment, Hongjun asked, "Why are you willing to descend upon the primordial world, fellow Daoist?"

"To fulfill my ideal," the God of Order said truthfully.

"By the hand of a ferocious beast?"

"Use the ferocious beast's hand!"

Hongjun asked with a smile, "Can it be done?"

"If you immortals don't cause trouble, you will surely succeed!" The Order Demon God was very confident.

There are many powerful figures in the Immortal Path, including many old friends from the Chaos Era. Their fate greatly increases the difficulty for the Beast Clan to unify the prehistoric world.

"But you have already failed!"

Hongjun pointed at the constantly retreating Chaos Gods.

Especially the group led by the Beast King Shen Ni.

After Hongjun stopped the supreme being, the Order Demon God, Shenni and his companions were captured by the Demon Ancestor Rahu for the third time.

"Don't stop me!"

The Order Demon God's body was imposing, his eyes shone with the light of cold stars, his eyebrows were as black as ink, and with each breath he exhaled, he stirred up a vast expanse of cloud-piercing energy.

He mustered his spirits and prepared to challenge the Immortal Slaughtering Formation.

Anyone can die, but Shenni absolutely cannot die!

As long as the gods are rebellious and immortal, there is still a chance!
"Fellow Daoist of Order, are you still so stubbornly clinging to your delusions?" Hongjun rebuked sternly, "The ferocious beast has already been defeated!"

"shut up!"

With a roar, his imposing figure seemed to support the entire world.

With a single punch, it seemed as if the shackles of time and space had been broken.

In an instant, the void trembled violently, like a calm lake surface tossed with a boulder. Ripples spread out into the endless distance, as if to engulf the entire world in this turmoil.

"Fellow Daoist, please calm down!"

Hongjun pushed up his Daoist crown, and auspicious clouds spread out, revealing the three corpses: Emperor Hong, Juntian, and Hongyuan.

The four Taoists walked hand in hand, stepping on the blooming flowers of the Great Dao, their figures standing proudly, manifesting the four great barriers of earth, fire, water, and wind.

In an instant, the power of the four elements surged and converged in every corner of endless space and time.

"Boom!"

Spacetime trembled, and all rules and order of the past, present, and future trembled before the four Taoists.

Hongjun said to the Order Demon God, "Fellow Daoist, the ferocious beast has been defeated. If you want to realize your ideals, you will have to change sides."

"Change allegiance?" The God of Order looked at Hongjun with profound eyes.

"We lost, can you do it?"

"Of course!"

Hongjun was full of confidence: "As long as you help me construct the Heavenly Dao, anything is possible."

The Order Demon God glanced at Hongjun, then looked at the Immortal Slaughtering Formation beneath Mount Sumeru.

He said resolutely, "I only have two requests."

"Please speak." Seeing that the God of Order was willing to relent, the four Taoists' expressions softened.

"Firstly, those who defy the gods cannot die!"

"Absolutely impossible!" Hongjun refused without even thinking.

"The defeat of the ferocious beasts is a foregone conclusion. After the great calamity, the cause and effect will be settled. Everyone can run away except for the Beast Emperor Shen Ni."

"Shennie must die!"

Hongjun Daoist's attitude was resolute.

The God of Order remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he shook his head: "So be it, the final outcome of this calamity depends on his fate."

"What is your second request, fellow Daoist?" Hongjun asked.

The Order Demon God held up the scroll in his hand: "I want to see just how strong you can become after abandoning your demon god form and throwing yourself into the embrace of Pangu!"

"We agree to this request!" the four Taoists said in unison.

"kill!"

The sky was filled with crimson light, a chilling aura, and fluttering demonic flames. Billions of vital energies hung low, and even a slight leak of divine power could cause the entire universe to crumble into dust.

Boundless clouds, responding to the laws of the Great Dao, surged and rushed in from all directions.

The terrifying will of the Great Dao raged forth, roaring towards Hongjun Daoist.

Wherever it passed, space was compressed and distorted, and time seemed to be pulled into chaos by this force.

"combine!"

In the endless expanse of time and space, the flowers of the Great Dao bloom.

Hongjun Daoist merged with the Three Corpses.

He raised his hand gently.

The staff rises.

The stick falls.

Order has completely collapsed.

The demon god's eyes dimmed.

He looked at the Taoist standing in the sky, nodded slightly, and said two words as if in approval: "Very good!"

Hongjun cupped his hands in greeting: "Fellow Daoist, please!"

"please!"

The enormous demonic figure vanished as specks of light.

Hongjun took out the Jade Disc of Creation and gathered all the radiance of order.

The Demon God of Order has fallen!

~~~~
Order collapsed, and the heavens wept blood.

All the powerful beastmen from all corners of the world, both within and outside the primordial wilderness, felt a deep sorrow upon seeing this.

"We've lost, we've all lost!"

The fierce god is terrified, the demon god is miserable.

Countless ferocious beasts howled in agony.

They witnessed the fall of the Order Demon God, the failure of the Destruction Demon God, and the end of the Beast Emperor God of Rebellion.

"Fellow Daoists, let's retreat!" The God of Destiny, who had been defeated by Fuxi, rose again.

Faced with the defeat of the ferocious beast race, he felt neither sadness nor despair, only an eerie calm.

【Wise Fellow Daoist, the rest is up to you. I hope you can lead everyone to a different way of life.】

The primordial chaos is invincible, Pangu is invincible. Remember this well!

He silently murmured twice, then opened his arms and chose to transform into Tao.

"Fate is guiding us!"

The God of Fate sacrificed himself to guide all the Beast Kings, Ferocious Gods, and Demon Gods.

Endless beams of light burst forth from the primordial wilderness, escaping into all the heavens and myriad realms, and into countless times and spaces.

"Farewell, fellow Daoist!" The Wise Demon God reached out and accepted a beam of light. This was the Stone Tablet of Destiny, on which the fate of the ferocious beast race had long been written—defeat!

Despite knowing it was impossible, many demons were still willing to do it.

why?
"The great path leads to heaven, but all are struggles to cross it!"

The wise demon goddess sighed softly. Using the Stone Tablet of Destiny as a shield, she gripped her battle axe tightly in her right hand, gathered many demon god relics, and fought her way out of the encirclement following the guidance of fate.

"Where to escape!"

With a flap of its wings, the Kunpeng Ancestor gave chase and vanished into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"I'll go help!" Emperor Donghua picked up the Pure Yang Sword and was about to give chase.

"Get out of here!"

The Killing Sword slashed down, and a bloody storm instantly enveloped Emperor Donghua.

The Demon God of Slaughter cut off Emperor Donghua's path.

It also severed the life force of Emperor Donghua.

"I..." Donghua Dijun's eyes were filled with relief.

I knew it!

The moment he was killed, the substitute figurine given to him by Nuwa was activated.

"Thank goodness, Fellow Daoist Feng is still very reliable." Emperor Donghua was extremely relieved to have escaped a calamity.

He unfurled the Heavenly Diagram to protect himself, then charged into the Chaos once more to pursue the God of Wisdom.

"He's not dead? Stop him!"

Many demons who were covering the rear attacked.

"Evil, eternal damnation!"

"Evil, never see the light of day!"

"Sin, all works are suffering!"

"Evil, eternal decay!"

"Death, certain death!"

The overwhelming forces of slaughter swept in like a torrent, completely engulfing Emperor Donghua.

Upon seeing this, the powerful immortals rushed to the rescue.

"Fellow Daoist Donghua, please don't die! Please don't die!"

~~~~
"Fellow Daoist, let's go too!" [Yin Master] Jiufeng looked in the direction where the Wisdom Demon God had left. She knew that Fate and the others had arranged a backup plan.

"Fellow Daoist, please go first."

The warlord, wielding a nine-ringed sword, chopped down a large, azure-blue cauldron, then swung it out into the void.

"Pfft~~"

A giant divine turtle fell into the East China Sea.

"Kill!" The warlord's own blood surged, and his power was incomparably overwhelming.

A large sword stirred the void, slashing and hacking, its supreme divine power pressing down like a tidal wave.

"puff!"

Another blood flower bloomed, and the patriarch of the Void Whale clan of the Dragon Clan fell.

"presumptuous!"

Several angry shouts rang out.

The warlord looked over.

The Qilin, Yuanfeng, Bailong, and Yinglong all gathered around.

"Fellow Daoist, you should leave now, or you won't be able to leave later!"

The warlord looked at Jiufeng and smiled, "Isn't our wish to go ashore?"

"Unfortunately, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and I can no longer turn back."

"Take our seven wishes with you!"

The Lord of War handed the divine weapon in his hand to Jiu Feng.

"If there is an opportunity, hand it over to Fellow Daoist Samsara; if not, cast it into Samsara."

"Our hope lies in the future."

The Lord of War banished Jiu Feng from the prehistoric world.

Then he turned around, the smile on his face vanished, and his eyes were filled with boundless killing intent.

He killed quite a few powerful figures from the three races; how could he possibly escape?

Why not keep them and exchange them for a few more!
"Come!!"

The warlord roared, his voice like a lawful command.

All the weapons on the battlefield obeyed its command and soared into the sky.

"Now I'll show you what a true master of war is!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

~~~~
The headless demon god of slaughter eventually escaped.

It's not that he's a coward.

The Heavenly Emperor Taiwei is truly formidable!
If destruction fails, who can he kill with his slaughter?
"Fellow Daoist, don't be impatient. Opportunities to face the Heaven-Opening Axe directly are rare. If you miss this chance, who knows when the next one will come?"

The eyes of the Death God blazed with intense divine light; he was excited, and every single wisp of his soul was excited.

Death was his destiny.

It doesn't matter whether you kill someone or get killed by someone.

Boom~~
The winds stirred, thunder roared, and the axe that cleaved the heavens fell once more.

The killing intent is overwhelming, the strength and power are absolute!

The Death God stood motionless, his gaze still burning as he stared intently at the giant above the river of time.

He took the initiative to meet Xuan Qing's axe blow.

"madman!"

This is how the Demon God of Slaughter described it.

"Without madness, there is no life!" The Demon God of Disease suddenly appeared beside the Demon God of Slaughter.

He looked in the direction of the God of Death and said with great appreciation, "Now that's what it looks like to be sick."

"I've discovered that in this primordial world, only by falling ill can one survive," the Demon God of Illness said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" the Slaughter Demon God asked, puzzled.

"It means... Thank you, fellow Daoist, for helping me avert disaster. I'm leaving now!" The Demon God of Illness suddenly disappeared.

"Oh, the Demon God of Slaughter?"

The Demon God of Slaughter turned around.

Wuji Shenjun (Fuxi) appeared carrying a giant hammer.

Slaughter: "..."

After a brief moment of distraction, the Demon God of Slaughter roared and cursed.

"Holy crap! Serious illness, you wretched child!"

The Demon God of Slaughter was well aware that this was an enemy summoned by the Demon God of Disease.

"Kill! Don't run!"

The Styx River also caught up.

“Fellow Daoist, this is prey of my Qilin clan,” Wuji Divine Lord (Fuxi) emphasized.

"I'll add money!"

Styx said, "Kill him, and the Dao Fruit will be mine, while the body will be yours!"

"In addition, I would like to give you a lotus seed."

"Deal!" Wuji Divine Lord (Fuxi) agreed on the spot.

~~~~
At the foot of Mount Sumeru.

Rahu killed Gonggong, killed Zhurong, killed Xuanming, killed Rushou, killed Tianwu, and killed Zhulong.

Both Qiangliang and Minghe, and Xizi and Xuanqing were ruthlessly killed by the Demon Ancestor.

The entire formation was filled with murderous intent, leaving only Houtu, Shenni, and Xianggu.

"Fellow Daoist, we cannot survive this calamity," Houtu sighed softly.

Although the Witch God Organization had already written such a script.

But when the witch gods actually died tragically one by one, just like in the script, the feeling was completely different.

"It's just a little hardship." Shen Ni watched his companions die one by one, without a trace of sadness in his eyes.

“Death is not the end; our lives have another legend.” The corpse that looked at each other did not run away; it chose to live and die with the witch gods.

They have already written their legend.

The mission of God's rebellion and mutual support has come to an end.

Dijiang and Shebishi will be reborn.

[The inheritor of the will of the Chaos God, formed from the essence and blood of Pangu, our story is not over yet!]

The gods and the corpses of those who looked at each other bravely faced death.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Pan, please help us collect the corpses," Shen Ni said.

【Yes, Boss Dijiang!】

Houtu subsequently died by the Zhuxian Sword.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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