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Chapter 587 Pangu? Xingtian!
The army of myriad races that surged out of the collapsed tower, under the control of the Logic Race's will, did not hesitate for a moment.

They roared and howled, unleashing all the power they had accumulated over 100,000 years!
In an instant, this shattered realm of logic was filled with a torrent of dazzling energy.

There are sword energies that stretch across the sky, flames that burn mountains and boil seas, ice that freezes time and space, and bizarre mysteries that distort the laws of nature.

Countless moves, countless energies, and even the power of authority unleashed by a few near-saint level experts, like a torrential rain of billions of tons of steel, swept across the sky and crashed down on the twelve towering ancestral witches!
Each attack was enough to easily obliterate an ordinary saint.

And now, it's tens of thousands!
These twelve ancestral witches were millions of feet tall, majestic as mountains, with chaotic primordial energy rising and flowing around their bodies, making them indestructible.

Even if one stands still and lets the attacks fall, most of the attacks will only create insignificant ripples on the surface of the body, not even enough to shake the body.

However, too many ants can kill an elephant.

These myriad races are by no means ordinary.

They have been immersed in this battlefield world for a full 100,000 years.

This is not about living peacefully for 100,000 years on the primordial continent.

In this battlefield where one cannot truly die, but only reincarnates in pain and despair, the negative emotions accumulated over 100,000 years are terrifying enough.

In addition, the Logic Clan's ingenious purification system can transform this negative power into a different kind of resource, allowing them to retain their sanity while constantly refining their soul essence in a way similar to reincarnation.

Ten thousand years of negative accumulation, ten thousand years of soul reincarnation.

This is what created the terrifying army before us.

Tens of thousands of warriors, each at least a Spirit Rank, with countless powerful individuals at the Saintly Rank!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The relentless attacks finally paid off.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

Even with their formidable physiques and protective essence, the twelve Ancestral Witches' massive bodies began to tremble violently under such relentless, saturation attacks. Their protective essence was rapidly depleted, and they were forced to retreat steadily, falling into a disadvantageous position.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Qi frowned.

His agreement with Jun was to refrain from taking action as much as possible, provided that Gu and the others' lives were not in danger.

But if the current situation continues, things could get very different.

He took a deep breath, just as he was about to break the agreement and directly wipe out the group of manipulated puppets of all races.

However, the situation on the field took another unexpected turn.

Faced with the endless torrent of attacks, the twelve Ancestral Witches, who were being suppressed and forced to retreat, let out a deafening roar in unison.

The next moment, their massive bodies began to approach each other, their flesh and bones began to writhe and merge, forcibly fusing together in an unreasonable way!
Flesh and blood churn, bones are remodeled.

In the end, the twelve colossal beings transformed into an even more terrifying existence.

It was a headless giant, its body so massive it defied description. It had eyes on its head and a mouth on its navel, and in its hand, it had somehow acquired a large, ancient axe.

"This is... Xing Tian?!"

Zhang Qi was stunned when he saw this.

He had imagined many possibilities, but he never thought it would be like this.

According to his understanding of mythology, shouldn't the combined form of the twelve Ancestral Witches be the true form of Pangu?

How did Xing Tian come about?
This unscientific!

In that brief moment when Zhang Qi was filled with doubt, the terrifying attack accumulated by tens of millions of races at the Saintly level, enough to completely blast this Logic Realm back into chaos, had already gathered into a world-destroying torrent and crashed down!
The so-called "approaching sainthood" does not mean that they possess the essence of sainthood.

The Saintly position is achieved by imprinting one's spirit upon the origin of the multiverse, existing in a dimension entirely different from reality. This allows one to be immortal and indestructible, living as long as the multiverse, wielding power, and possessing infinite energy through the power of the entire multiverse.

However, unlimited energy does not mean unlimited output.

This is the reason why the rank of "Approaching Saint" can exist. There are always some exceptionally talented beings who can break the rules and unleash combat power comparable to, or even surpassing, ordinary saints in their non-saintly stage.

At this moment, with the support of this special battlefield space, and under the combined attack of tens of thousands of Logic Clan puppets...

This torrent of power is so violent that it can instantly reduce a high-level saint to dust, and even the innate saint who controls the origin will be terrified by it!
however……

Facing this devastating blow.

The headless giant named Xing Tian simply raised his arm silently.

Then, he chopped down with an axe.

It's simple and straightforward, without any frills.

Just that one axe blow.

In an instant, time and space froze, and all was silent.

The energy tides powerful enough to tear space apart, the dazzling battle aura and magic, the raging earth, fire, water, and wind...

Everything was easily torn apart and shattered by this one axe.

Then, it returns to nothingness.

"This……"

Even Zhang Qi was surprised to see this.

This axe strike is no longer a simple physical attack or an energy attack.

The power it contains has already touched the "origin".

Simply put, any extraordinary world with enough intelligent life will give birth to a product similar to the Heavenly Dao when its collective will mixes with the rules of the universe. However, depending on the world, its properties and names will also be different.

For example, the Heavenly Dao of the Under One Person world, or the Root of the Type-Moon world, are essentially similar things.

Cultivators gradually comprehend the universe through their own training, with the ultimate goal of bringing their own state infinitely closer to the "Dao," which is also known as refining emptiness and uniting with the Dao.

The holy positions in this world are actually an incomplete product.

The vast majority of them did not achieve this through their own arduous cultivation and enlightenment, but rather took a shortcut, exchanging their fortune with that snake for the qualification of a saintly position, thereby forcibly obtaining similar authority.

This is precisely the difference between "ordinary holy positions" and "innate holy positions".

The latter are the true powerhouses in the traditional sense, who have mastered a portion of the universe's origins.

But what about Xing Tian right now...?

It doesn't possess the essence of an innate saintly position, but the axe it unleashed has already touched upon the power at the source level, which is truly quite strange.

Zhang Qi was able to do something similar because he could observe information from other worldlines.

This is similar to how a modern person, even without having seen it with their own eyes, knows what bacteria are.

No matter how intelligent an ancient person was, without a microscope, it would be impossible for them to imagine the existence of bacteria out of thin air.

But how did Xing Tian manage to do that?
However, before Zhang Qi could figure it out...

The next moment, the area that had been cleaved into nothingness by Xing Tian's axe began to circulate with black and white energy.

Those powerful beings from all races who had just been completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace, were once again enveloped by the black and white energies...

It was revived perfectly.

(End of this chapter)