Fairy Tail: I Am the God

If you lose, your body and soul will perish, and you will never exist again in the primordial world.

The Ancestors of Heaven and Earth and Yin and Yang looked at Mount Sumeru, where demonic energy raged, all things withered, and life was nowhere to be seen. They also developed hostility towards Rahu.

After all, the primordial world is where they depend on for survival. If they continue to tolerate Rahu's antics, the entire primordial world will eventually lose its spiritual energy and turn into demonic energy.

Ancestor Yangmei looked at Hongjun meaningfully. He had already noticed the aura of the primordial calamity earlier, and he was also clear about Hongjun's purpose.

However, Yang Mei had to come to help. Luo Hou's ascension to sainthood was an existence permitted by the Heavenly Dao, and Ancestor Yang Mei did not want to see the prehistoric world filled with demonic energy.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, please summon the Demon Ancestor Rahu. Let us settle our score with him and rid the primordial world of this scoundrel," the Qiankun Ancestor proclaimed.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor said loudly, "Excellent! Fellow Daoist Hongjun, now that we have arrived, we must eliminate this scoundrel."

Hongjun nodded, glanced at Yangmei Ancestor, but found that he had no intention of speaking.

Hongjun looked down at Mount Sumeru, feeling quite confident about the battle; he was now certain that he would become the first saint in the primordial world.

Hongjun was about to call out to Rahu.

Unexpectedly, Rahu had already discovered them and stepped from Mount Sumeru right in front of them.

"Hongjun, what can I say about you? Do you need to find helpers for our battle?" Luo Hou mocked the group that Hongjun had brought.

Hongjun was not angry when he heard this. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo Hou, you are cultivating the demonic path. If you continue like this, you will only cause the primordial world to return to chaos."

Therefore, several fellow Daoists came to advise Rahu, hoping he would reconsider. If he were to dissolve his demonic powers, we would retreat.

Hongjun's voice was loud and clear, filled with words of justice.

Luo Hou's face contorted with rage. If he were to dissolve his demonic powers, what would he become? A Golden Immortal? Or a Mystic Immortal? This was severing his path to immortality and destroying his foundation. How could he not be furious?

"You fool Hongjun, why be so hypocritical? In this great calamity, we are both destined to face it. Even if you have found helpers, what do I have to fear!"

Luo Hou knew that another battle was inevitable. Seeing that Hongjun had brought three people, all of whom were in the late stage of Quasi-Saint, Luo Hou showed no fear.

"Hmph, Luo Hou, I am the Yin-Yang Ancestor. You'd better disperse your magic power to save your life, otherwise today will be the day you perish," the Yin-Yang Ancestor roared.

The Ancestor of Qiankun was hot-tempered. Seeing that Luo Hou showed no sign of yielding, a murderous glint appeared in his eyes: "Why bother talking to him? Luo Hou, prepare to die."

As soon as the Ancestor Qiankun finished speaking, he took out a fan and offered it up.

The fan depicts a continuous range of ancient mountains and rivers. This fan is the Qiankun Fan, a supreme innate spiritual treasure born from the Qiankun Ancestor. Its power is immense; when the fan is unleashed, a miniature ancient world appears, crushing everything to dust.

The Qiankun Fan is also a magical artifact that traps people. It contains a strange space that is identical to the primordial world, but a miniature version of it. Once a person is trapped inside, they cannot escape without absolute strength.

The Ancestor of Heaven and Earth unleashed a series of fan-shaped gestures.

Suddenly, countless mountains crashed down on Rahu.

This startled the group, who had never expected that Qiankun Ancestor, a quasi-saint, would be so irritable and so forceful in his attack.

Chapter 878 The Primordial Treasure Qiankun Cauldron Appears, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Begins

Luo Hou, seeing the massive mountain crashing down upon him, remained unfazed, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked at the Ancestor of Qiankun: "A mere Quasi-Saint dares to be so presumptuous before me."

As he spoke, Rahu activated his supernatural powers.

A vast amount of demonic energy erupted from his body, covering the sky and earth. The demonic energy surged and instantly formed a colossal axe, tens of thousands of feet tall, covered with strange demonic patterns, which cleaved towards the towering mountain that was crashing down on him.

boom...

boom...

A single blow that shook the heavens.

The demonic axe effortlessly cleaved through the towering mountains, its axe beams surging into the primordial land, instantly splitting hundreds of thousands of miles of land in two.

The land sank.

Then it slashed at Qiankun Ancestor. Hongjun and the others saw this, but before they could make a move, the giant axe ripped through space and reached Qiankun Ancestor's face.

Before the ten-thousand-foot-long demonic axe, the Ancestor of Qiankun was not even as small as an ant, truly a mayfly trying to shake a giant tree, yet the Ancestor of Qiankun was not afraid at all.

Thump...thud...

The giant axe shattered with a crash, and a large azure cauldron floated above the head of the Qiankun Ancestor. Azure energy poured down, forming a protective shield that protected the Qiankun Ancestor. The giant axe's blows did not harm him in the slightest.

"The Primordial Treasure, the Qiankun Cauldron!"

Everyone, including Luo Hou, exclaimed in surprise that such a treasure was actually in the hands of the Qiankun Ancestor. The Qiankun Cauldron was both an innate treasure and a defensive treasure.

Furthermore, it has another function: to transform the acquired into the innate. Acquired materials, once refined in the Qiankun Cauldron, will become innate.

The Qiankun Cauldron blocked Luo Hou's attack, which relieved them. Fortunately, the Qiankun Ancestor was unharmed; otherwise, one of them would have been killed before the battle even began.

This made it impossible to fight, and at the same time, they gained a further understanding of Luo Hou's strength.

"Since Fellow Daoist Luo Hou is so stubborn, then don't blame me."

This time, Hongjun and the others attacked simultaneously. Hongjun had a Taiji diagram above his head, stood on a twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit, and held the Pangu Banner in his hand. Instantly, streaks of chaotic sword energy sliced ​​through the heavens and earth, striking towards Luo Hou with unparalleled power.

Yang Mei, the patriarch, did not take out any magic treasures. Instead, he used his spatial magic to shatter space, which then spread like a spider web, enveloping the void and cutting towards Rahu.

Although no magical artifacts were used, this attack was still enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor and the Qiankun Ancestor unleashed their magical treasures, the Yin-Yang Flag and the Qiankun Fan, respectively, and struck at Rahu.

"Hmph!" Seeing these people so shamelessly joining forces against him, Luo Hou looked at them with some contempt. Seeing their attacks, Luo Hou was not afraid, but a solemn expression appeared on his face.

After all, these people were all powerful quasi-saints. Although their strength was weaker than his own, there was also Hongjun, a master of the same level as him. Naturally, Luo Hou did not dare to be careless.

A twelve-petaled black lotus of world destruction emerged beneath his feet.

The Black Lotus of Annihilation emitted a blinding black light, protecting him. The black light pierced through the heavens and earth, like a gaping maw that seemed to devour the light. The attacks of Hongjun and the others were swallowed up by the black light, without causing any ripples.

After blocking the attacks of the four, Luo Hou sneered and casually tossed out a map that flew into the sky.

"Gentlemen, take my moves one by one!"

"Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, activate!" Luo Hou shouted, and four more top-grade innate spiritual treasures appeared in his hands. These were the Four Swords of Immortal Slaughtering. The four swords flew into the formation diagram and formed a profound formation.

The sword formation stretched for tens of thousands of miles, instantly enveloping the four saints. Rahu stood in the center of the formation, looking at the four with a solemn yet playful gaze.

"Gentlemen, this is the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. Please make your move!" Hongjun sighed. He recognized the origin of the formation at a glance. It was the number one killing formation under the Heavenly Dao, which could not be broken by anyone other than the Four Sages. This was also the reason why he had asked Ancestor Yangmei and others to come and help.

Once the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is activated, four portals appear within the formation, each bearing a sword: the four immortal swords of Slaughter, Slaughter, Traps, and Annihilation. Set up by a sage, it cannot be broken by anyone other than the four sages; even a Great Luo Golden Immortal who enters will suffer physical and spiritual damage.

As the poem testifies: It is neither copper nor iron nor steel, but was once hidden beneath Mount Sumeru.

Without reversing yin and yang to refine it, how can one lack the tempering of water and fire to hone its sharpness?

Slaying immortals brings profit, killing immortals brings death, and trapping immortals causes red light to rise everywhere.

The changes of the immortals are endless and wonderful, and the clothes of the great gods are stained with blood.

Hongjun was the first to enter the formation gate, entering the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation gate guarded by Luo Hou. Ancestor Yangmei looked at the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation with great interest, and then entered the Immortal Trapping Sword Formation gate. Ancestor Qiankun and Ancestor Yinyang entered the Immortal Severing Formation gate and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation gate respectively.

Upon entering the array gate, Hongjun had a Taiji diagram above his head, twelve golden lotuses of merit beneath him, and the Pangu Banner in his hand.

Those sword energies couldn't even penetrate his body. Luo Hou was right there, and the two of them immediately started fighting without saying a word.

After entering the formation, Yang Mei Ancestor did not have any magic weapons to resist the sword energy, but his body was filled with dense spatial laws. Before the sword energy even reached him, it was twisted and shattered. Therefore, after entering the formation, Yang Mei Ancestor did not feel any tension. Instead, he leisurely strolled around the formation.

With the Qiankun Cauldron protecting him, the Qiankun Ancestor was quite relaxed. However, the Yin-Yang Ancestor was in a difficult situation. The Yin-Yang Flag was an offensive treasure, and the Yin-Yang Ancestor had no defensive treasure. The sword energy in the formation shot towards the Yin-Yang Ancestor.

The sword energy contained karma, rendering the Yin-Yang Ancestor's Yin-Yang Flag completely ineffective. There are only two ways to deal with karma.

One option is to use the power of merit to offset it, and the other is to have a top-quality defensive treasure. Otherwise, even a quasi-saint would only suffer damage if bound by karma.

Hongjun and his three companions fought against Rahu on Mount Sumeru for over a thousand years. Fortunately, the battle took place within the Zhuxian Sword Formation; otherwise, Mount Sumeru would likely have been razed to the ground.

A thousand years have passed, and the others in the formation are still alright.

Yang Mei Ancestor was the most relaxed, as he could remove the Trapping Immortal Sword at any time and break the Trapping Immortal Sword Formation. Qiankun Ancestor, protected by the Qiankun Cauldron, was also getting closer and closer to the Absolute Immortal Sword.

Meanwhile, Hongjun and Luohou were still locked in a fierce battle. Both were at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm and possessed countless treasures. Their battle raged on for a thousand years without a clear victor.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor suffered for a thousand years. He had no defensive treasures, and he did not cultivate the laws of space. The laws of Yin and Yang had no effect on karma.

This battle was incredibly difficult; the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was far too effective against him.

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Inside the Dragon Palace of the Dragon Clan.

Leon sat on the dragon throne of the First Emperor, his eyes fixed on the front without blinking. In front of him was a transparent screen showing Hongjun and the others engaged in a great battle.

The once vast Dragon Palace was now like a ruin.

Clearly, a major battle has just taken place here.

There was still blood in the palace that had not yet congealed, emitting a fragrant aroma, like the smell of medicine, which was very nourishing. After all, this was dragon blood, which was different from the blood of other creatures.

Without the Ancestral Dragon, how could the Dragon Clan be a match for Leon? He made a ruthless move and wiped out the Dragon Clan's top experts with overwhelming power.

Chapter 879 Yin Yang Ancestor Self-Destructs, Extorting Hongjun

Over the past thousand years, he has thoroughly plundered the Dragon Palace, even taking the ancient luminous pearls that adorn it, as they are all worth points.

The same clone had already looted Buzhou Mountain.

Although the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan had become depleted of their resources due to the war between the three clans, the treasures they had accumulated still far exceeded Leon's expectations.

There are seven top-grade innate spiritual roots, twenty-five first-grade spiritual roots, and countless second- and third-grade roots.