Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

As for the Ten Demon Saints, under this Pangu Axe...!

Bifang's demonic body was cleaved in two, Feilian's fierce wind dissipated, Qinyuan's poison sac ruptured, Ci Tie Niu's horn broke, Guiche's nine heads fell to the ground, Jimeng's thunder magic backfired, Jiuying's nine heads were severed, Yingzhao's four symbols collapsed, Shangyang's calamity reversed, and Bai Ze's light of wisdom dimmed...

one strike.

With just a casual strike, all of the demon race's top combatants were severely injured!

The aftershocks of that axe blow only slowly dissipated after leaving a huge mark on the South Heavenly Gate behind the demon race.

"Retreat...retreat back to the Heavenly Realm..." Di Jun frantically absorbed innate spiritual energy while swallowing countless spiritual herbs overflowing with spiritual energy and permeated with Daoist charm to heal his injuries.

He then shouted to the other demons, though his voice was rather hoarse.

The Kunpeng and other demons then seemed to awaken from their daze and frantically rushed towards the South Heavenly Gate.

But the phantom of Pangu had already raised the giant axe in his hand, with strands of incredibly dense blood-fiend energy swirling around the axe blade.

This time, the axe flashed.

"Buzz—"

In the void, the Three Pure Ones manifested.

Lao Tzu stood beneath the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, his white hair moving without wind.

The illusory image of the Tai Chi diagram in his eyes spun rapidly as he deduced the secrets of heaven, only to see all the hexagrams crumble into chaos.

This sage, known for his tranquility and inaction, now looked quite solemn. He deduced that if the axe of the illusory image of Pangu were to fall upon the celestial realm...!

"This axe... has touched upon a trace of the power of the Father God when He created the heavens and earth." Lao Tzu's voice was calm. "If it were to strike the heavens, the Heavenly Court would collapse, the heavens would fall, and billions of living beings on the primordial earth would perish."

The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning had an ashen face, and the Pangu Banner in his hand radiated an unprecedented spiritual light, yet he hesitated to unleash it.

His gaze swept over Di Jun and the other demons who were fleeing toward the South Heavenly Gate, his eyes filled with murderous intent!

"Elder brother, should we intervene to stop it?" Yuanshi's voice was solemn. "The Heavenly Realm was created by our Father God. If it falls, the primordial world will be damaged, and the karmic consequences will be so great that we may also be implicated."

Behind the Tongtian Sect Leader, the phantom images of the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords resounded, their fighting spirit soaring to the heavens.

He stared at the axe light, a hint of fanaticism in his eyes: "What a magnificent Heavenly Divine Fiend Formation! The summoned Pangu phantom even possesses a trace of the Father God's divine essence! Such power should be tested with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!!"

"Third brother!" the father shouted sternly, "This is not the time for a contest! Just look at where that axe is pointing!"

Axe blade direction.

Not only targeting Di Jun and his group who were fleeing.

It is also the entire celestial realm beyond the South Heavenly Gate.

On the other side of the battlefield, the golden light dimmed.

The two Western saints, who also revealed their forms, showed a look of "fear" for the first time on the sorrowful face of the Guide.

The twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit beneath his feet spun wildly, but the rain of light that fell could not dispel the chill in his heart.

"Junior brother..." Jieyin's voice was hoarse, "If this axe falls, the Heavenly Realm will surely be difficult to protect."

The Seven Treasures Tree in the hands of the Daoist Zhunti shimmered with dazzling light.

He stared intently at the direction of the South Heavenly Gate, his voice trembling as he said, "Senior brother, if this axe falls and the Heavenly Realm collapses, our teacher will certainly not forgive me...!"

The two Western saints exchanged a glance and saw the choice in each other's eyes.

save!

We must save them!

They cannot bear the consequences of this axe blow.

not help?

At that time, the heavens will collapse, and all kinds of karmic obstacles will descend, and even Zhunti's holy position may be in jeopardy!

On the other side of the South Heavenly Gate, the red embroidered ball paled in comparison.

Nuwa's beautiful face was as pale as paper. With this axe, the entire Heavenly Court and the entire demon race would be destroyed. He, the saint who occupied part of the demon race's fortune, would also be implicated!

Beside her, Fuxi's aura was weak, a backlash from his deduction of what the Twelve Ancestral Witches' Great Formation would evolve into for Dijun.

"Brother...take good care of yourself!" Nuwa's voice trembled.

Regardless of whether it's because she possesses the fortune of the demon race, or because of the billions of living beings in the primordial world, he must intervene to stop this axe!

Just then—

The axe moved.

No sound.

Or rather, sound lost its meaning at this moment.

All living beings in the primordial world "saw" only a flash of axe light.

Where the axe's light passes—heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang again, the pure air rises to become the sky, and the turbid air sinks to become the earth. This process is compressed into an arc, blooming along the trajectory of the axe blade.

Wherever it passes, space is not shattered, but "returns to nothingness".

At the South Heavenly Gate, Emperor Jun's eyes were bloodshot with rage.

Behind him, the other demon saints let out desperate cries.

Taiyi shook the Chaos Bell with all his might, but the sound of the bell was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, not even causing a ripple.

The Kunpeng revealed its true form, spread one wing, and halved its speed, trying to quickly escape into the South Heavenly Gate, only to find that it could not even flap its wings—time froze before this axe.

"We... are finished." Bai Ze closed his eyes, and the Bai Ze Totem, which was branded with the spirits of billions of demons in his hand, dimmed.

In the void, the Three Pure Ones stirred.

Lao Tzu throws out the Taiji diagram, in which a golden bridge spans heaven and earth, attempting to stabilize the earth, water, fire, and wind; Yuanshi sacrifices three ancient banners, which transform into the phantom of Mount Buzhou and are planted in front of the South Heavenly Gate; behind Tongtian, the four swords of Zhuxian emerge simultaneously, forming a sword formation, with sword light like a waterfall slashing against the axe light!

The two Western Saints also made their move at the same time.

Jieyin throws out a twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit, the lotus platform radiating immeasurable light, transforming into an immeasurable world of ultimate bliss; Zhunti's seven-jeweled tree radiates seven-colored divine light, each sweep dispelling a piece of chaos.

Nuwa's red embroidered ball connects heaven and earth and all living beings, intending to use the power of all living beings to launch a powerful attack.

The Mountain and River Map unfolds a miniature version of the primordial world, and she is determined to "pack" the destruction of this axe into the map!

Six saints appeared together!

This is a scene that has never been seen since the birth of a sage!

However!!!

"Sizzle!!!!"

Before the attack of the saints arrived.

A hand reached out from nothingness.

It was a long, slender, fair hand with distinct joints.

It appeared so naturally, as if it had always been there, as if it had been waiting for this moment since the beginning of time.

The hand simply rose.

There was no radiance, no Taoist charm, and no earth-shattering phenomena.

But at this moment, all the rules of the primordial world came to life.

Pure energy descends from the heavens, while turbid energy rises from the earth. Yin and Yang energies intertwine to form a net, the power of the five elements transforms into chains, the river of time and space manifests as a phantom, and the threads of cause and effect are densely interwoven—the "power" of the entire primordial world is gently "held" in the palm of this hand.

Then, this hand squeezed against the beam of light from the axe that had cleaved the heavens.

"Pop".

A soft sound, like a bubble bursting.

That axe light, powerful enough to recreate the cycle of earth, water, fire, and wind, and to summon the six sages, was shattered just like that.

It shattered into countless drops of blood, scattering across the primordial wilderness.

At the same time, that slender hand shattered, turning into wisps of pure energy that drifted into the sky.

Dead silence.