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"Xuan Du".

Tongtian's voice rang in my ears, tinged with concern.

Xuandu slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at his master.

Tongtian stood three zhang to his side, his green robes fluttering, his sword intent still awe-inspiring.

Those eyes looked at him, not questioning, but inquiring.

"Did you know all along that Pangu's Axe would appear?"

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

"The phantom of Pangu summons the supreme treasures to merge and recreate the Pangu Axe."

His voice was calm, and his words were clear:

"This disciple has indeed foreseen this matter."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian laughed:

"it is good."

The laughter was soft, yet it carried undisguised satisfaction.

"What a magnificent Xuandu."

"With such a disciple, what has a teacher to worry about?"

Xuandu bowed slightly, as if to thank his master for the praise.

But his gaze remained calm.

He was as calm as if the Pangu axe, powerful enough to split the heavens and earth, was merely a chess piece already placed on his chessboard.

Within the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

Yuan Shi's face was ashen.

He stared at the figure in blue outside the formation, at those eyes that never looked at him, and slowly clenched his hands in his sleeves.

The Three Treasures Jade Ruyi hung above his head, its radiance flickering uncertainly.

He heard it.

They overheard the conversation between Xuandu and Tongtian.

They predicted the appearance of Pangu's axe.

They foresaw that the Three Pure Ones' most precious treasures would be taken away.

He foresaw that Yuanshi would lose the Pangu Banner.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Yuanshi said "good" three times in a row, his voice hoarse and his smile sinister.

But beneath that smile lay a bottomless chill.

This person is terrifying.

In a century, he attained enlightenment and primordial chaos; in a century, he broke through to the second heaven; in a century, he abolished Laozi, beheaded Nuwa, gathered fortune, awakened humanity, and accelerated the revival of the underground path.

Now, even before the Lich War, the appearance of Pangu's Axe was foreseen.

Every step, every game, every piece.

All of this was within his calculations.

He, Yuanshi, called himself the one who held the chess pieces and boasted of setting up the killing moves.

In reality, it was merely a piece on his chessboard.

Laozi's face turned deathly pale. The Taiji diagram had been taken away, and his already weak aura plummeted once again.

He gazed at the figure in green outside the formation, his eyes still filled with hatred, but beneath that hatred, fear had grown wildly like weeds.

As the guide chanted the Buddha's name, cracks spread across the golden body, and the light of the guiding banner in his palm dimmed.

Zhunti remained silent.

He just stared intently at Xuan Du, at those ever-calm eyes.

The Seven Treasures Tree trembled slightly in his palm, and the speed at which it was brushed down almost stopped.

Because he knew it wouldn't work.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is impossible to clear.

Xuan Du's schemes were no match for his.

At that moment, a terrifying aura surged forth from below.

Xuan Du's gaze narrowed slightly.

He was all too familiar with that aura; it was the primal fluctuation of the Zhou Tian Star Array.

But the fluctuations at this moment are completely different from before.

It is neither operation nor attack.

Instead... it burns.

The 365 main stars and 14,800 auxiliary stars of the entire formation no longer shone brightly; instead, they presented an eerie dark gold color.

That dark gold is the color of the star's essence burning to its extreme.

It is a harbinger of destruction.

"Di Jun..."

Xuan Du spoke in a low voice, his gaze piercing through the void and landing on the two figures standing at the positions of the Sun and the Moon.

The true fire of the sun surrounding Di Jun had completely turned into dark gold. The flames were no longer blazing, but instead exuded a deathly stillness that could burn everything away.

The Chaos Bell in Donghuang Taiyi's palm trembled with a buzzing sound, and the illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars on the bell rotated wildly, each one burning and crumbling.

They are burning their very essence.

It detonates the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array.

Thus... we perish together.

Xuan Du's eyes flickered slightly.

He understood.

Emperor Jun and Taiyi have no way out.

The Zhou Tian Star Array was suppressed by Pangu Axe, and the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Jie Sect caused the demon race to suffer repeated defeats. The Four Sages were trapped in the Zhuxian Sword Array and had no time to help themselves.

The fate of the Demon Court has reached its end.

If that's the case, then let's burn everything to ashes.

It burned the stars, burned the great formation, and consumed itself.

They perished together with the Wu tribe.

He perished together with the disciples of the Jie Sect.

To perish together with all living beings on this battlefield...

Xuan Du thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

Minor trends can be changed, but major trends cannot.

The fates of Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the eleven Ancestral Witches were still their demise.

"Xuan Du".

Tongtian's voice rang in my ears, tinged with solemnity.

Xuandu turned his head and looked at his master.

Tongtian stood three zhang to his side, his green robes fluttering, his whole body exuding a chilling sword aura.

He didn't look down at the increasingly intense dark golden starlight, but only at Xuandu.

"how?"

The two words were a question about Xuandu's decision.

Xuan didn't answer immediately.

He slowly raised his eyes and scanned the entire battlefield.

Below, the phantom of Pangu stands holding an axe, the giant axe suspended in mid-air, the axe patterns flowing endlessly.

Within the phantom of Pangu, the eleven Ancestral Witches and the Nine Phoenixes burned with their life force, pouring their blood power into the array diagram without reservation.

They were also burning.

For the last dignity of the Wu tribe, for the pride of the true lineage of Pangu.

But what they're burning is their vital energy.

What Di Jun and Tai Yi ignited was their very essence.

Even if one's vital energy and blood are completely depleted, recovery is still possible.

When the source is completely burned out, both body and spirit perish.

Once the Zhou Tian Star Array is detonated, all living beings within a radius of one million miles will be annihilated.

The Witch Clan and all the immortals of the Intercepting Sect are included within.

His gaze shifted again.

It swept across the exquisite pagoda in Duobao's palm, suppressing thousands of demons; it swept across Kong Xuan's five-colored divine light, annihilating ten thousand armies; it swept across the golden-winged roc, causing demon generals to fall like rain as it flapped its wings.

Sweeping past the myriad streams of light from the Intercepting Sect, they stood shoulder to shoulder with the Witch Clan, slaughtering the Demon Clan and causing them to suffer repeated defeats.

These people were all his disciples.

These are all the foundation of the Jie Sect.

They are all people that Xuandu wants to protect.

"Master."

Xuan Du spoke slowly, his voice calm:

"We cannot fight any longer."

Tongtian nodded slightly.

He didn't ask why.

Because he saw it.

He saw the increasingly intense dark golden starlight below, the resolute look in Di Juntai's eyes, and the destructive omens of the imminent detonation of the Zhou Tian Star Array.

The myriad immortals of the Jie Sect are still on the battlefield.

The young men of the Wu clan who joined the Jie Sect are still on the battlefield.

These people must be protected.

"good."

The character "通天一字" (Tongtian Yizi) descended.

He slowly raised his hand.

A clear light flowed within the palm of his hand.

The light was initially very faint, but in just one breath, it suddenly surged!

Amidst the clear light, Qingping's sword intent erupted with a thunderous roar!

"Buzz!!!"

The sword intent soared into the sky, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield!

at the same time.

Xuandu also made a move.

He stood amidst the chaotic halo, his blue robes fluttering slightly, and slowly raised his hand.

"The Light of Chaos".

Xuan Du's voice was calm, like a decree from the Great Dao.

"Buzz!!!"

Several beams of chaotic light burst forth from his palm!

The beam of light was chaotic in color and seemed turbid, but it contained the most original and purest source of laws from before the creation of the world!

Furthermore, a martial will that transcends all laws and is supreme runs through the entire story!

Several beams of light shot into the sky, intertwining and merging with Tongtian's soaring sword intent!

The clear light and the chaotic light merged.

The intent of swordsmanship resonates with the intent of martial arts.

In an instant.

A massive light screen covering the entire battlefield slowly appeared from the sky!

The light curtain is filled with a mixture of clear and turbid colors. The clear parts rise to become the sky, while the turbid parts sink to become the earth, evolving into the illusory images of mountains, rivers, the sun, the moon, and the stars!

Beneath the curtain of light, the void solidified.

The law is still.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.