This is so dishonest!

Chapter 443 "Yuanshi" vs. "Pangu": The Ultimate Showdown, Ragnarok! [Two chapters combined, 7k]

On the other side of the Heavenly Battlefield.

Hongyun, the former greatest philanthropist of the primordial world and the most outspoken king of the Heavenly Court, is now in a sorry state, transformed into a swaying red auspicious cloud, struggling against the attacks of the gods.

His Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Red Gourd was already covered with cracks.

His face, which always wore a kind smile, was now stained with golden divine blood and weariness.

His comrades-in-arms have fallen.

Even his own good and evil corpses were blown to pieces.

Behind him stood more than ten menacing "rebellious" saints.

Myriad Manifestations God, Spirit Ruler God, Departure of Light God...

In their attempt to kill Hongyun, they also lost many fellow cultivators.

But at this moment, they were already enraged by Hongyun's "heart-piercing words," and had long since abandoned all reason.

Their only thought was to catch up with that damned Hongyun ahead and then use the most vicious supernatural powers to tear his stinking mouth apart!
"Hongyun! You lackey of the Demon Court! Don't even think about running away again!"

"Today, we will act on behalf of Heaven!"

One attack after another, filled with resentment and rage, relentlessly pursued them.

Although Hongyun relied on his superb speed to repeatedly dodge fatal blows in desperate situations.

But after all, he was all alone.

Seemingly realizing her fate, Hongyun suddenly stopped running away.

He slowly turned around, his eyes revealing an unprecedented calm and resolute acceptance that seemed to have seen through everything!
"What? Stop running?"

Upon seeing this, the Myriad Manifestations God and the others stopped in their tracks, surrounded him, and revealed cruel smiles on their faces.

"Did they realize they had nowhere to run?"

"Escape? Hahaha."

Upon hearing this, Hongyun burst into laughter, her laughter filled with endless mockery and tragic grandeur.

His gaze slowly swept over each familiar yet unfamiliar face before him.

"I just can't figure it out."

His voice became low and filled with confusion.

"I just can't understand why those who once listened to the Dao together in Zixiao Palace and studied at the Heavenly Dao Academy would now turn on their comrades for that vague and ethereal 'idea'?"

"Shut up!" Lord Li Ming shouted, interrupting him sharply. "Our actions are to restore order to the world!"

"It is you, a treacherous and wicked person, who has deceived the masses and assisted the Demon Emperor in his perverse and wicked actions!"

"We do not act for the selfish interests of one race, but for the freedom of all races!"

"Setting things right?"

The mockery on Hongyun's face deepened.

"What a wonderful act of restoring order!"

"Look up! Look at the Great Emperors who are fighting to the death with the Thirteen Ancestral Witches! Look at the countless Heavenly Soldiers and Generals who are filled with passion to protect the order of the Heavenly Court!"

"Look at yourselves!"

His voice suddenly rose like thunder, resounding in the hearts of every “rebellious” saint!

"Colluded with the witch clan, betrayed their colleagues, and divided the Heavenly Court, causing endless war and widespread suffering!"

"Is this what you call restoring order?!"

These hurtful words caused the faces of the Myriad Manifestations God and the others to turn pale, and they subconsciously took a half step back.

However, things have already come to this point, and there is no turning back.

"Stop spreading these false rumors and misleading the public!"

The eyes of the Myriad Manifestations God Lord flashed with murderous intent.

"Today, you will definitely die!"

"Charge! Blast him to smithereens!"

With his command!
More than ten deities simultaneously dissolved their physical bodies, or split into benevolent and malevolent forms.
In an instant, endless, destructive divine light, like a flood bursting its banks, surged from all directions toward the red figure at the center!

Faced with such a deadly situation.

Hongyun closed her eyes.

He offered no further resistance.

He simply opened his arms slowly, as if to embrace the entire world.

That face, which always wore a kind smile, now shone with a sacred, martyr-like radiance!
He ignited all the last of his magical power, along with the very essence of the nearly shattered Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Red Gourd!
He did not choose to self-destruct and perish together with the enemy.

Instead, he transformed this power into a final sermon filled with boundless Daoist wisdom and unwavering faith!

"The Qi of the heavens is vast and boundless, and my Dao flourishes daily!"

At that moment, his voice drowned out all the roar and shouts of battle!

Clearly, it resounded throughout the entire primordial world!
That voice was filled with boundless faith in and best wishes for the "righteous path of Heaven"!
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes!
Those eyes, which always seemed to belong to a "good old man," now shot out two beams of blood-red divine light filled with endless resentment and icy curses!
He used his last bit of strength to unleash a talisman—an enhanced version of the Heart-Piercing Talisman. (See Chapter 48: Everyone's Being Unserious)

This is Zhen Yuanzi's masterpiece.

The effect of this item lies in "attacking the heart".

The harsher the insults, the stronger the effect of attacking the spirit and the greater the damage.

On her deathbed, Hongyun used this object to unleash the most vicious curse of her life!

"You traitors and rebels! Today, you may kill my body, Hongyun, but you cannot extinguish my heart, which is loyal to the Heavenly Court!"

"I curse you! I curse your 'way' to live forever in the shadow of this betrayal!"

"I curse you! I curse your 'path' to be forever filled with endless infighting and distrust!"

“One day, you will all face judgment on the day of the end!”

"Just you wait, hahahaha."

Boom - boom - boom - boom -! ! !
The endless, divine light completely engulfed his figure.

That auspicious red cloud, symbolizing "friendliness" and "peace," was utterly torn to shreds at that moment!
The greatest good person in the primordial world—Hongyun.

Within the Heavenly Court, he sacrificed himself to uphold order.

His final curse, filled with endless resentment, transformed into invisible, blood-red karmic forces, silently imprinting themselves upon the true spirits of all those who had intervened, including the Myriad Manifestations God.

It lingers, haunting me forever.

"Damn it!" The faces of the Myriad Manifestations God and the others darkened.

They really didn't expect that Hongyun wasn't acting; he seemed to be a truly loyal minister of Heaven!
Otherwise, why send out such a curse?
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"Fellow Daoist Wuchen!"

"Fellow Daoist Li Guang!"

"Fellow Taoist Yuan Xi!"

"...Fellow Daoist Hongyun!"

Cries filled with sorrow and respect echoed from every corner of the Heavenly Battlefield.

Those surviving celestial beings who were still fighting bravely witnessed the tragic final scene of Hongyun and several other comrades who sacrificed themselves to protect order.

Their hearts were filled with an unprecedented emotion.

There was sadness, there was anger, and even more so, a burning fighting spirit born from being deeply moved!

"Since the beginning of time, our primordial world has endured countless calamities!"

In the void, the neutral gods who had been hiding in the shadows, cautiously observing the battle, were also deeply moved by Hongyun's death at this moment.

"When the Celestial Court was destroyed in the past, there was the loyal Kunpeng who did not forget his former master; today, when our Celestial Court is in danger, there is also Fellow Daoist Hongyun who is willing to sacrifice his life."

"How fortunate we are to have these two gods in our primordial world! How fortunate indeed!"

"Kunpeng and Hongyun are both men of noble character and unwavering loyalty! They are models for all ages!"

They unanimously set a tone of deep respect for Hongyun's "martyrdom."

If this were the primordial true world at this time, there would be a concept of "posthumous titles".

They would absolutely bestow upon Hongyun the posthumous title of "Loyal and Martial" on the spot.

"Red Clouds..."

Kunpeng gazed in the direction where the red clouds finally dissipated, muttering to himself.

Once upon a time, they listened to the Great Dao together in the Purple Cloud Palace.

They belong to the same discussion group.

Later, they served as ministers in the same court.

Kunpeng and Hongyun are both well-known "overtime maniacs" in the government affairs department.

One reason was to realize his own ambitions by continuously improving the scriptures of the demon sect and developing literature and Taoism.

One is a natural-born good-natured person who always has an endless stream of "letters of appeal" from all corners of the universe to deal with.

Although their relationship could not be described as that of close friends.

But during those countless late nights when we were "working overtime" together, we got along quite well.

Now, that person has passed away.

It would be a lie to say that Kunpeng felt no sadness at all.

"The Qi of the heavens is vast and boundless, and my Dao flourishes day by day."

Kunpeng whispered, repeating Hongyun's last words.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, all the sadness and reminiscence in them had vanished.

Instead, there was an unprecedented clarity and resolve!

He rallied.

"Tianwu!"

From the distant feng shui formation, a disheveled and listless figure crawled out.

It was the ancestral witch Tianwu who was almost buried alive by Kunpeng with a "feng shui killing formation".

However, before he could even catch his breath...

A killing intent, even colder and more terrifying than the previous "feng shui killing formation," locked onto him!
Tianwu suddenly looked up and gazed at the distance.

The demon master Kunpeng was seen hovering quietly in the void.

"Tianwu, return my fellow Daoist's life!"

Kunpeng transferred all its hatred to Tianwu, launching a fierce and relentless attack on him.

"Hey! I didn't kill anyone!"

"How can you be so unreasonable! It was the Myriad Manifestations God Lord and his group who killed him! What does it have to do with me!"

Tianwu was both shocked and furious at being suddenly blamed.

He was utterly speechless, but he had no time to think further. He could only force himself to focus on dealing with Kunpeng's frenzied attacks.

At this moment, he had lost all his former composure and appeared quite disheveled.

There was no other way; he had just managed to break the Kunpeng feng shui pattern and crawl out of that "grave."

He is at his weakest now, so he doesn't care about manners anymore.
"Tianwu!"

Just as Tianwu was frantically trying to fend off Kunpeng's relentless attacks.

Kunpeng's voice rang out again, cold and clear.

"Besides the principles of Feng Shui, I am also proficient in another great principle."

"Would you like to see its power for yourself?"

"What?!" Tianwu felt a sense of alarm.

He seemed to realize what Kunpeng's methods were.

"The Long River of Literature!"

With a loud shout, Kunpeng soared into the sky and stood high above the heavens!
He ceased all physical attacks and instead fully displayed his Dao achievements as a "Demon Master" and "Ancestor of Literature" at this moment!

Countless dazzling lights burst forth against the dark backdrop of the universe!

Countless characters emerged, some as large as buckets, some as thick as walls.

These words arose from the void, ethereal and colorful, brilliant and radiant, their light soaring straight to the heavens!

Under the will of Kunpeng, they frantically circle and converge along the mysterious trajectory of the rotation of "feng shui"!
Incredibly, a vast, civilized universe, composed entirely of "words" and "principles," was formed in the air!
The Kunpeng stands tall in the sky, roaming freely in the universe.

His figure appeared incredibly majestic at this moment, as if he had merged with the "civilization" and "wisdom" of the entire universe!
"When fortune smiles upon us, heaven and earth lend their strength!"

With a wave of his hand, he could transform the feng shui of heaven and earth, and connect the principles of literature and philosophy with the universe.

"kill!"

A single word, like a divine law, like an imperial edict, like the final judgment of civilization over barbarism!
The dazzling river of literature and the Dao is like a sword of destiny, slashing towards Tianwu!

"Pangu's lotus flower, why didn't you use such a method sooner?" Tianwu felt a pang of pain upon seeing Kunpeng's method.

Fellow Daoist, is your divine power boundless through offering sacrifices to Heaven?

"If we don't get serious this time, we're doomed!!"

"Bring the banner!" Tianwu waved his hand and retrieved the Wind Dao Heavenly God Banner.

Then, his aura was no longer concealed and was revealed, revealing him to be the fourth realm of the Great Luo – the Primordial Supreme!
In an instant, the long river of literature and the Way stood still, and the whole world fell silent.

All that could be heard was Tianwu chanting:

"In the primordial era, no years were recorded; in Chaoyang Valley, the innate was formed."

"Once the demons cause chaos, creation is achieved; the eight heads witness all the changes in the world."

"You gather the universe with all your methods, I use feng shui to prove the vastness of the world."

"If this body moves heaven and earth, the Great Dao can be overturned in an instant!"

As his final verse of praise fell to the ground!

His extraordinary and handsome ancestral witch form began to undergo an earth-shattering transformation!
His eight human-faced heads slowly converged towards the center, eventually transforming into the head of Pangu, whose face was ancient and whose eyes seemed to hold the rise and fall of the sun and moon!
His tiger-bodied, ten-tailed body began to stretch and recombine, transforming into the muscular body of Pangu, brimming with the power to create the world!

The Dutian Divine Banner in his hand directly merged into his body, transforming into endless chaotic divine runes that entwined around him!

In just a few breaths, Tianwu, relying on his supreme cultivation as the Primordial Supreme and his deep development of the Pangu bloodline, manifested a towering Pangu true form, whose aura was in no way inferior to that of the combined power of the twelve Ancestral Witches!

"Kunpeng!"

The voice that Tianwu, who had transformed into Pangu, uttered was no longer gentle, but rather like the roar of the Great Dao, shaking the universe!
"Come and fight me again!"

He stretched out his enormous hand, powerful enough to pluck stars and seize the moon, and without any regard for reason, grabbed directly at the dazzling river of literature!

"Tear!!"

The long river of literature and art has been broken.

Kunpeng cursed loudly, "Pangu's axe! If you have such a skill, why didn't you use it sooner!"

This sentence sounds familiar.

Tianwu remained silent, only continuing to throw punches.

The bottom card, of course, is the card used last.

If you don't test the waters first and go all in right away, what if you old foxes have even more powerful tricks up your sleeves?

I can still keep my trump card and run away!
However, Tianwu now believes that Kunpeng has no more trump cards left.

Therefore, we must strike hard!

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Tianwu's outburst seems to be a signal.

At the same time, in every corner of the Heavenly Battlefield, the remaining Ancestral Witches no longer held back!
They knew the moment of decisive battle had arrived!

"Banner is coming!"

Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Zhurong, Rushou... all the ancestral witches who were fighting at this moment once again raised their own Dutian Shensha Banner!

Thirteen enormous banners, filled with an aura of destruction and chaos, appeared simultaneously above the Heavenly Court, echoing each other from afar!
Beitianmen.

The aura of Wu Luo, the Ancestral Witch of Martial Arts, surged the moment he unleashed the divine banner!
Within his seemingly small and thin body, a pure and extreme "martial will" erupted!
"break!"

He threw a punch!
There are no supernatural powers, no laws, only a fist powerful enough to shatter everything!
The Black Emperor's True Martial Tortoise-Snake Dharma Form shattered instantly in the face of this pure martial arts intent!

His two corpses, one good and one evil, which were attached to the Dharma body, were completely annihilated by the violent fist intent before they could even utter a scream!
sun star.

With the blessing of the divine banner, Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire, became even more ferocious!

The divine fire he transformed into actually suppressed the power of Pangu, the sun star!

He led a group of great shamans whose auras were also surging, like a red-hot dagger, piercing into the core array eye formed by the sun star!

"Don't be so presumptuous!" The Fusang tree lowered its projection.

The young boy Xiao Sang appeared, standing guard in front of Xi He with his sword drawn, his expression solemn.

Zhu Rong grinned maliciously: "How long can you stop me?"

The most astonishing change occurred on the Moon.

Houtu was completely suppressed by Wangshu, and she finally lost her temper.

"Very well, then let's verify another of my Dao achievements!"

She used her true trump card!
brush!
With a flash of light, the golden longbow in Houtu's hand transformed into a mythical brush!

Then, she used this void as paper and her own Dao as ink to begin creating.

“In the past, the world was in chaos, like a chicken egg. Pangu was born in it. After 18,000 years, the world was separated. The clear Yang became the sky, and the turbid Yin became the earth.”

"Pangu changed nine times in a single day, becoming a god in the heavens and a sage on earth."

"The sky rises one zhang higher each day, the earth thickens one zhang each day, and Pangu grows one zhang taller each day, and so on for 18,000 years."

"The heavens are extremely high, the earth is extremely deep, and Pangu is extremely long!"

As she wrote those last words, the sound of the Great Dao resonated, mysterious and profound, and the light and shadow of the laws overlapped layer upon layer.

Endless primordial energy converged wildly, enveloping Houtu within it.

A moment later, a chaotic blue lotus, with countless Dao runes appearing and disappearing on it, was formed.

The lotus slowly opened its petals, exactly thirty-six in number.

A divine body of Pangu, with nine arms and wielding various divine artifacts, slowly emerged from the lotus platform.

And His face was none other than Houtu!
This time, it was Wang Shu's turn to be shocked.

"No, that's okay too?"

Her eternally cold eyes were filled with disbelief.

Making something out of something fake?!
Using the methods of traditional storytelling, is he reenacting the creation of the world by forcibly transforming himself into Pangu?!
For a moment, she really wanted to report this cheating guy to the god Pangu.

"Fellow Daoist, you are truly a hidden master!"

After regaining her senses, Wang Shu looked at the imposing nine-armed Pangu statue and exclaimed in sincere admiration.

Putting aside any stance, from the perspective of the Great Dao alone, anyone who can touch upon the Dao of Pangu deserves respect!

"Then, let's try again!"

An unprecedented fighting spirit ignited in Wang Shu's eyes!
The [Holy Heavenly Emperor Dao Fruit] above her head shone brightly.

She was completely fearless, and the "sword of time" in her hand, formed from moonlight, began to feel heavy and ancient.

With its grand and sweeping strokes, it evokes the grandeur of creation!
"Come and fight!"

Houtu transformed into the nine-armed Pangu, each of his nine arms wielding a divine artifact, and he also possessed the great power of creation!

One employed primordial methods, while the other displayed the might of Pangu.

The duel between the two goddesses reached its climax in an instant.

Their figures flashed by, breaking through the shackles of the Thirty-Three Heavens and charging towards the even more vast outer chaos!

"good chance!"

Jumang (Fuxi), the Ancestral Witch of Wood, who had been "slacking off" on the sidelines and supporting Houtu, finally stopped pretending after seeing Houtu reveal this ultimate trump card!
"Hou Yi, Chi You, Feng Bo, Yu Shi, come with me!"

He led the other great shamans, who were equally stunned, and transformed into several streaks of light. Taking advantage of the moment when Wang Shu was led away by Hou Tu, they launched a surprise attack on the vulnerable Taiyin Star Array Eye!
Without the suppression of the ruler Wang Shu, how could Chang Xi alone withstand the combined attack of an Ancestral Witch and several top Great Witches?
However, just a few breaths later.

It was accompanied by a mournful cry filled with resentment.

The star banners fluttering above the moon were shattered.

The core of the Zhou Tian Star Array has been declared broken!
"Om-"

A vast, resounding hum, seemingly emanating from the very depths of the universe, echoed throughout the entire Thirty-Three Heavens.

In that instant, countless stars dimmed and lost their light, and the ancient celestial map, which had suppressed the heavens for millennia, was on the verge of collapse.

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"when--"

Just when the Taiyin Star Array's eye was broken and the entire Zhou Tian Star Array was about to completely collapse, at the critical moment...

A mighty bell, filled with supreme majesty and suppressive power, resounded from the distant Changyang Mountain, instantly echoing throughout the entire prehistoric world!

The Heavenly Emperor, Taiyi, returns.

He looked at the shattering celestial chart, his eyes showing no panic, only absolute confidence in controlling everything!

The Chaos Bell in his hand shone brightly, and golden ripples that seemed to freeze time and space spread out, fixing the stars in the universe and the celestial map.

"Chen An!" The young man Xiao Sang, understanding his thoughts, immediately called out.

He was calling out to his good friend, the Star Tree.

"Coming!"

Countless branches reach into the myriad stars, replenishing their stellar energy.

Whoohoo! !

The ancient Daoist diagrams, which embody the profound principles of the movement of the stars in the heavens, have turned a new page!
The sun sets, its light fades; the moon sets, its brilliance fades; the stars set, their radiance fades!

The old celestial trajectories vanished at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, a brand new, more stable, and more powerfully aggressive celestial chart emerged!

Turning a page of the Dao diagram is like entering a new world!

As the new map unfolded, the surviving top combat forces of the Heavenly Court also moved simultaneously!
"Gods, return to your places!"

At a command, the gods abandoned their opponents and entered the battle.

Xihe and Changxi, with their supreme Dao attainments, assisted Taiyi in setting up the Zhou Tian chessboard anew.

[Xi Huang] Fuxi is in the east, [Bai Di] Shaohao is in the west, [Yao Shi] Kunpeng is in the south, [Hei Di] Zhenwu is in the north.

The Heavenly Emperor, Taiyi, sits at the center with the Chaos Bell.

Three hundred and sixty-five star gods waved their star banners, and thousands of star gods lined up as the vanguard!
Each of the gods held a number of stars in the celestial sphere, like the most skilled chess players, and began to place their pieces on this chessboard!

The Dao diagram is renewed, and the Great Dao is re-established.

The Four Directions Star Chart was completely updated under their joint management.

An unprecedentedly powerful Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array descended upon the world.

"fall!"

The Heavenly Emperor issued a decree.

The sky was filled with starlight, like a rain of arrows, covering the entire battlefield.

"Activate the formation!" One by one, the Ancestral Witches revealed their true forms, and one by one, the Witches roared like thunder, pointing to the sky and cursing.

Countless celestial deities rose into the sky simultaneously, converging into an array.

Under the starlight and rain of arrows, not a single member of the witch clan felt fear. They fought against heaven and earth, looking down on everything, and did not show the slightest intention to retreat.

"boom!!!"

The first ray of starlight fell, crashing into the Divine Fiend Array, and suddenly burst into bloom, like a dazzling firework.

"Boom boom boom~~"

One after another, countless stars fell from the sky, like an endless stream of comets crashing to the ground.

As the banners of the Heavenly Gods and Demons fluttered, endless divine and demonic energy transformed into a massive, all-consuming black curtain of the sky!

The starlight, powerful enough to destroy everything, fell upon the sky and burst open like colorful bubbles.

"Can we cut down their divine banners?" Emperor Zhenwu asked in a deep voice.

"can!"

Taiyi, the Heavenly Emperor, answered decisively!
The bell of chaos tolls once more, its vastness like the universe, ancient and boundless, surrounded by inscriptions of the Great Dao, fixed in the center of the sky, suppressing the universe.

The majestic bell covers the Heluo River, connecting the Hetu and Luoshu, regenerating the Dao patterns, and further developing the principles. The Heluo River revolves around the heavens, and the great bell stabilizes the universe.

"can!"

With the stars in the heavens as his children, the Demon Master Kunpeng, with a wave of his hand, had already established a grand scheme.

Embrace the sun, moon, and stars; keep the celestial bodies in your heart; the great formation will turn once more!

"can!"

Fuxi waved the star banner in his hand, and the Zhou Tian Star Array changed again and again. Thousands of stars retreated one after another, leaving only the three hundred and sixty-five main stars and the sun and moon to suppress the starry sky.

"can!"

The gods responded, and the stars moved in unison.

Three hundred and sixty-five beams of starlight converged in the heavens, the sun and moon harmonized the power of heaven and earth, and the starlight merged into a dazzling giant sword of starlight, almost as solid as a physical object.

Boom~~
The heavens and earth trembled, the mountains and rivers lost their color, and a terrifying power was unleashed.

This terrifying power startled all the gods in the past void, causing them to scatter and flee.

"Crazy, all crazy!"

"Hurry up, or we're doomed!"

“Run, run!”

Apart from Houtu who stormed into the Chaos Realm, the twelve Ancestral Witches who remained in the Heavenly Realm faced endless killing intent without fear, but instead were overjoyed.

"Hahahaha! The world is in chaos, this is even better!"

They threw a punch together, twelve punches combined into one.

The twelve laws of metal, wood, water, fire, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, time, space, and weather are combined into the ultimate martial art, manifesting as a world-destroying fist!
"Boom~~"

The sky shattered and the universe roared.

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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