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Seeing Jieyin's state, Zhunti hurriedly went to look.

"Two teams... are they going to self-destruct?!"

Zhunti's voice was hoarse, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with disbelief and horror.

He suddenly looked up in the direction where the figure in green had disappeared.

Tongtian is gone.

Xuan Du is gone.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation has been dispelled.

But they... are still here!

Still between these two massive formations that are about to self-destruct!

Yuanshi's pupils suddenly contracted.

He finally understood why Tongtian had left.

Now I understand why Xuan wanted to leave.

Finally, I understand that the clear and turbid light barrier removed the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect and the young men of the Wu Clan, but left only the eleven Ancestral Witches and the Nine Phoenixes.

Because they are waiting.

We've been waiting for this moment.

Wait for two rounds of self-destruction.

The four saints were completely devoured by this destructive power that was enough to annihilate even saints!

"not good!!!"

Yuanshi roared, and the Jade Purity Immortal Light around his body suddenly erupted!

He suddenly activated the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, and the Ruyi's radiance surged, transforming into a beam of pure jade light that shot into the sky!

He wants to leave!

I want to escape into the void, I want to tear apart heaven and earth, I want to escape this battlefield that is about to be destroyed!

But the next moment.

His expression changed again.

The void... is sealed off.

That was neither a formation restriction nor a legal blockade.

Instead...

Yuanshi slowly lowered his head and looked down at his feet.

There, the void remained as it had been before, and the array patterns had long since dissipated.

However, where the array patterns dissipated, a faint trace of sword intent remained.

The intent of the Immortal Slayer Sword.

Extremely pale.

It's so subtle that you can't detect it unless you're consciously trying to.

Yet this wisp of sword intent was enough to freeze the void.

That was enough to prevent him from tearing through space and escaping in that instant.

It was just a fleeting moment.

But this moment is enough.

"Reaching for the heavens!!!"

Yuanshi roared to the sky, his voice filled with barely suppressed shock, anger, and...fear!

He finally understood.

From beginning to end, from start to finish.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation trapped them, not to kill them.

Rather, it was to stay.

Save it for now.

Save it for the moment when the two groups self-destruct.

The guide remained silent.

He just stared intently at the battlefield beneath his feet.

The twelve pillars of energy and blood grew ever more intense.

The 365 rounds of dark golden sunlight grew increasingly dazzling.

The fundamental fluctuations of the two great formations have reached a critical point.

The intensity of that fluctuation was so great that even a sage felt a chill to the bone.

The power of the Heavenly Divine Array has now reached the fourth level of a Saint.

The power of the Zhou Tian Star Array has now reached the fourth level of a Saint.

The two great arrays of the fourth heaven were no more than ten thousand miles apart.

If they both self-destruct...

I dare not even think about guiding others.

But he had to think about it.

Because they were at the epicenter of the explosion.

Because the destructive power powerful enough to annihilate even saints is about to descend.

"Amitabha......"

The guide chanted the Buddha's name again in a low voice, his voice filled with sorrow.

The guiding banner in his palm flashed with light, and cracks spread wildly across its golden body, but he couldn't care less.

He desperately tried to activate the remaining Buddhist light, attempting to create layers of defense around himself.

But he knew it in his heart.

Unstoppable.

The self-destruction of the Saintly Fourth Heaven Grand Formation would surely kill even a Saint of the First Heaven.

Laozi's foundation was damaged, and his realm fell to the early stage of the first heaven.

Nuwa has perished.

His guidance was only to those in the third heaven.

Zhunti, it's only three heavens.

Yuanshi was the strongest, at the peak of the fifth heaven, but the Pangu Banner was taken away, and his combat power was reduced. No matter how strong the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi was, could it withstand the self-destruction of two fourth heaven formations?

Unstoppable.

No one can stop it.

The four exchanged a glance.

In that instant, the gazes of the four sages—Yuanshi, Laozi, Jieyin, and Zhunti—converged.

No words are needed; everything is already clear.

There's only one way left now.

That means asking the Dao Ancestor to take action.

If the Dao Ancestor were to intervene, they would certainly be safe and sound.

No, it's not just that they're unharmed.

With the supreme power of the Dao Ancestor, who merged with the Heavenly Dao and controlled the primordial world, let alone the self-destruction of the two fourth-level Heavenly Arrays, even if the entire Buzhou Mountain Heavenly Domain were to be completely annihilated, he could still determine the fate of the world and reverse life and death with just a wave of his hand.

Will the Dao Ancestor intervene?

The thought flashed through Yuanshi's mind, but he immediately gritted his teeth and suppressed it.

meeting.

Will.

He is a sage of the Heavenly Dao, whose true spirit resides in the Heavenly Dao, and is an indispensable part of the primordial order.

If he falls, the Way of Heaven will surely be damaged.

The Dao Ancestor would never stand idly by.

Lao Tzu was the same.

Although Jieyin and Zhunti are not direct descendants of Pangu, they are still saints personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor, and the fortune of the Western Sect is also part of the primordial order.

If the Four Sages perish here, the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World will surely be thrown into chaos.

The Dao Ancestor will not ignore this.

"teacher!"

Yuanshi spoke first, his voice booming like thunder, carrying all the magical power of the Jade Purity Saint, instantly piercing through the endless void and reaching the Purple Cloud Palace outside the Thirty-Three Heavens!

"Teacher, help me!"

Lao Tzu followed closely behind, his voice hoarse, yet it was equally imbued with the aura of a sage, shaking the heavens!

"Teacher, help me!!"

Jieyin and Zhunti shouted in unison, and two beams of Buddhist light shot into the sky, intertwining with the Jade Purity and Supreme Purity Immortal Light of Yuanshi Laozi, transforming into a pillar of light that pierced through heaven and earth!

At the end of the beam of light, beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, a purple aura lingered.

Zixiao Palace.

The ancient palace, which had been suspended in chaos since the beginning of time, now had its gates tightly shut.

Before the palace gate, a gray figure stood with his hands behind his back.

His white hair fell to his shoulders, his face was ancient, and his eyes were indifferent.

Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor.

His gaze fell, piercing through the endless void, landing on the pillar of light for help activated by the combined efforts of the four saints.

It landed on the two great formations that were about to self-destruct.

They landed on the illusory image of Pangu, on the figures of the eleven ancestral witches and the nine phoenixes burning their blood and qi.

They landed on the positions of the Sun and the Moon, on those two dark golden figures.

At last.

They landed in the direction where the long-vanished figure in green had disappeared.

Hongjun's eyes flickered slightly.

His gaze remained indifferent, yet deep within that indifference, a faint hint of...complexity flickered.

Xuandu.

That deputy leader of the Jie Sect who spent a century attaining the Primordial Chaos, a century breaking through to the Second Heaven, and a century destroying Laozi, beheading Nuwa, gathering Qi and fortune, awakening humanity, and accelerating the restoration of the Earthly Dao.

That was the third-generation chief disciple of the Xuanmen sect whom he personally appointed, that junior who should have followed the will of Heaven and quietly cultivated the orthodox methods of the Xuanmen sect.

Now, we've come this far.

We've calculated it to this point.

This forced the four sages to seek his help.

Hongjun did not move.

He simply stood with his hands behind his back in front of the Zixiao Palace, watching quietly.

Looking at the two destructive forces that were about to collide.

Looking at the four figures of saints, their faces pale and their eyes filled with fear.

Looking at the two great formations that had finally reached their critical point.

He did not make a move.

Because it's not the right time yet.

below.

Yuanshi's pupils suddenly contracted.

The teacher...didn't intervene?

The thought flashed through his mind, only to be overwhelmed by a bone-chilling cold.

impossible!

The teachers couldn't just stand by and watch them perish!

He is a Heavenly Saint! He is a pillar of the primordial order! If he were to fall...

boom!!!

A deafening roar, powerful enough to tear the heavens apart, interrupted all his thoughts.

below.

The two great formations finally clashed.

Within the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons, the eleven Ancestral Witches and the Nine Phoenixes burned their life force to its limit.

Jumang was surrounded by a surge of life force, but there was no longer any peace, only a tragic and resolute despair.

Zhu Rong roared to the sky, his figure, engulfed in flames, solidified at that moment like the ancestral fire god at the beginning of creation.

Gonggong remained silent.

He remained silent, channeling the last bit of Heavenly River power into the array's core.

Ru Shou, Xuan Ming, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiu Yin, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, She Bi Shi.

All ten Ancestral Witches remained silent.

Only streams of qi and blood, like smoke rising into the sky, disappeared into the phantom of Pangu.

Nine Phoenixes stood at the center of the formation, where the mingled energy of fire and earth was completely disrupted.

The faint primordial spirit power deep within her Purple Mansion burned into its last ray of light.

The light was faint, yet it illuminated the clarity in her eyes.

Jiufeng spoke in a low voice, so soft that only she could hear it.

"Nine Phoenixes... No regrets."

opposite.

Within the Zhou Tian Star Array, all 365 main stars have transformed into dark golden suns.

Fourteen thousand eight hundred auxiliary stars transformed into fourteen thousand eight hundred dark golden celestial rivers.

Di Jun stood at the position of the sun, his dark gold imperial robe fluttering in the wind. His eyes, which once looked down upon the primordial world, were now only filled with an unfathomable calm.

He looked toward the position of the Moon.

He looked at the figure who was born on the same day as him and who had been with him for hundreds of millions of yuan.

Donghuang Taiyi.

Taiyi was also looking at him.

The two brothers exchanged glances.

No words are needed.

Everyone understands.

"Taiyi."

Di Jun spoke, his voice calm.

"Let's be brothers again in the next life."

Donghuang Taiyi grinned.

That smile was arrogant, just like when they were first born on the Sun Star and opened their eyes to see this primordial world for the first time.

"good!"

He replied.

next moment.

The essence of the two great formations was completely detonated.

boom!!!