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Xuandu took a step forward and landed in front of the palm print.

He raised his hand and threw a punch!

The fist's energy was like a dragon, carrying boundless power of blood and qi.

It is imbued with a fierce and domineering martial will.

It carries the full power of the ninth level of the Primordial Great Luo Heaven!

It collided violently with Hongjun's palm print!

"boom!!!"

Fist and palm collide, and the void shatters!

The vast sky was annihilated inch by inch!

The force of the collision transformed into a massive aftershock, surging outwards like a tidal wave!

Xuan Du retreated rapidly, going back thousands of feet.

His complexion was slightly pale, and his blood and qi were surging.

But he blocked it.

It blocked Hongjun's full-force palm strike.

Hongjun stood still, gazing at the figure in green.

His gaze sharpened slightly.

Early stage of the Nine Heavens.

Did it block his full-force palm strike?

Hongjun's expression remained unchanged.

But deep within those indifferent eyes, a sense of gravity grew stronger and stronger.

This young man has already shown his potential.

If we give him more time...

Thinking of this, Hongjun's gaze grew cold.

"Early stage of the Ninth Heaven, able to withstand one of my palm strikes."

"You have indeed surprised me."

He paused, his voice as cold as ancient ice:

"But do you think this is all I have?"

The words fell.

Hongjun raised his hand.

The Jade Disc of Creation slowly rose from the palm of his hand.

The dish is a chaotic color, and its entire surface is crystal clear.

On the surface of the disc, the three thousand Dao patterns flowed endlessly.

Each line contains a fundamental law.

The light was so magnificent, so dazzling, so vast.

It illuminated the entire sky in an instant!

Illuminate the entire capital of Chen!

Illuminating billions of miles of primordial wilderness!

The voice of Hongjun Daozu was like a decree from the Great Dao:

"The power of Heaven has been bestowed upon me."

The eight characters have been determined.

Above the sky, a vast and boundless golden pillar of light crashed down!

The beam of light was about ten thousand feet thick and poured straight into Hongjun's body!

The origin of the Way of Heaven!

He is using the essence of the Heavenly Dao to bless himself!

Hongjun's aura surged dramatically!

That originally restrained aura was now erupting like a volcano, like a tsunami, like stars shattering!

The bottleneck of the ninth level of the Heavenly Dao Saint is as fragile as paper in the face of that power.

Half a step towards the Heavenly Dao!

The pressure was so strong, so vast, so domineering.

It instantly enveloped the entire capital of Chen!

Enveloping billions of miles of primordial wilderness!

Enveloped those million cultivators!

Enveloping the Three Sovereigns and Three Ancestors!

The golden light of humanity that enveloped the altar soared into the sky!

Xuan Du let out a muffled groan, his body swaying slightly.

Behind him, a million cultivators turned pale.

Those 50,000 Great Luo Immortals were surging with qi and blood, and were on the verge of collapse.

Those 300,000 Taiyi Golden Immortals felt their legs go weak and could barely stand.

The millions of Golden Immortals and Mystic Immortals knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.

The oppressive aura of someone at the half-step Heavenly Dao.

That was an existence they had never faced before.

That is the supreme power under the Heavenly Dao.

That is an unparalleled power capable of crushing everything.

On the altar.

Fuxi gritted his teeth, and his humanistic merits surged wildly to resist the oppressive force.

Shennong knelt on one knee, veins bulging on his simple face.

Xuanyuan gripped the Xuanyuan Sword, its blade trembling and riddled with cracks.

Suirenshi's beard and hair stood on end, and his golden light was dim, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Despite his hunched back, Youchao stubbornly held on and never collapsed.

Ziyi fell to the ground, but her gentle eyes were filled with determination.

They held on.

How much longer can it hold out?

Nobody knows.

In the capital city of Chen.

Billions upon billions of humans knelt on the ground, trembling.

Some people looked up at the sky.

I looked toward that gray figure.

His eyes were filled with fear.

"This is the Dao Ancestor..."

"This is the Way of Heaven..."

"This is the supreme being of the primordial world..."

"Master...can he stop him?"

No one answered.

Because nobody knows the answer.

Hongjun stood in the void, looking down at Xuandu.

Deep within those indifferent eyes, a chilling killing intent now filled the air.

"Xuan Du".

He spoke, his voice like a decree from heaven and earth:

"What else do you have to say?"

Xuan Du raised his eyes and looked at him.

There was not a trace of panic in the depths of those eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well.

Without the slightest fear.

Only peace.

A kind of calm that sees through everything.

"The Dao Ancestor".

He spoke, his voice low:

"I knew you would do this."

Hongjun's gaze narrowed slightly.

A slow smile crept onto Xuan Du's lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of complete control.

"Dao Ancestor, do you think these are all the disciples you have?"

The sound faded.

He raised his hand.

Deep within the Purple Palace between the eyebrows, the Chaos Pearl shone brightly!

A chaotic light gate suddenly appeared from the pearl!

The gate was about ten thousand feet high and a thousand feet wide, with innate Daoist energy flowing endlessly above the gate frame.

Beyond the gate, majestic mountains rise, rivers flow, and spiritual energy lingers like mist.

The sun, moon, and stars revolve in an orderly fashion.

That is the world of the Chaos Pearl.

That was the culmination of his Xuandu, tens of thousands of yuan of hard work.

That was his real backup plan.

"Come out."

The three words fell like the sound of a morning bell and an evening drum.

The sound faded.

Five figures slowly stepped out from behind the gate of light.

The first figure was about ten thousand feet tall, and its entire body was a chaotic color.

Its body was covered in chaotic-colored scales, each scale having innate Dao patterns flowing within it.

It exudes a chilling aura of destruction.

Above its head, a pair of blood-red eyes, as large as lanterns, shone.

chaos.

Peak of the seventh level of the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm.

The second figure was about ten thousand feet tall, shaped like a fierce tiger, and its entire body was as black as ink.

Its entire body was covered in jet-black scales, and its ferocious aura surged like a tide.

Qiongqi.

Peak of the fifth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm.

The third figure was about ten thousand feet tall, shaped like a giant tiger, and entirely black.

His body was filled with a fierce aura, and his blood-red eyes were full of killing intent.

Taotie.

Peak of the fourth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

The fourth figure was about ten thousand feet tall, shaped like a giant sheep, and entirely black.

A surging, devouring power emanated from his body, as if it could devour everything.

Taotie.

Early stage of the ninth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

The fifth figure resembled a giant python, its entire body silver-white, and its length unknown, spanning tens of thousands of feet.

Its entire body is covered in silvery-white scales, with innate Dao patterns flowing endlessly.

Mid-stage of the fifth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Chaotic Silver Python.

Five figures hovered in the void.

The auras of the five Primordial Great Luo were intertwined like a net.

It resonated with the blood and energy of those million cultivators.

It echoes the humane merits on that altar.

It merged with the crimson-gold light of the Martial Arts Heavenly Stele.

Above the primordial sky, four torrents converged.

Humanitarian merit is as precious as blood.

The martial arts qi and blood are crimson red, like a dragon.

The fortune of the Jie Sect is as golden as the sun.

The overwhelming pressure of the primordial chaos was like an abyss.

Four colors of light intertwine like a net.

It pressed down hard on Hongjun!

Hongjun's pupils contracted slightly.

He gazed at the five figures.

Looking at the four ferocious beasts.

Gazing at the chaotic silver python.

Gazing at those streams of Primordial Grand Luo aura.

His complexion remained unchanged.

Yet, a faint ripple flickered in the depths of those eyes that had been indifferent for countless years.

The fluctuations were very subtle.

So faint as to be almost imperceptible.

But if someone is nearby, they will definitely be able to see it.

That was astonishment.

It was a shock that had been suppressed to the extreme.

The Four Ferocious Beasts.

Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, Taotie.

There was also a Chaos Silver Python.

The Five Great Primordial Chaos.

They were all under the Xuandu Sect.

Is this his backup plan?

Is this the source of his confidence to challenge himself?

Hongjun took a deep breath, suppressing the astonishment surging in his heart.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at that young yet infinitely composed face.

silence.

a long time.

He spoke, his voice calm:

"Xuan Du".

"You have indeed surprised me."

"The four ferocious beasts are now in your hands."

"The five Great Primordial Immortals are all your disciples."

"The destiny of the Jie Sect, the foundation of the human race, and the world of the Chaos Pearl."

"The scheme you've set up is far larger than I imagined."

Xuan Du smiled slightly.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"The Daoist Ancestor is too kind."

"I was merely going with the flow."

"If the Dao Ancestor wants to suppress the Jie Sect, then his disciples will strengthen the Jie Sect."

"The Dao Ancestor wanted to suppress the Way of Humanity, so his disciples awakened it."

"The Dao Ancestor wants to maintain the supreme status of the Heavenly Dao, so his disciples must maintain a balance among the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man."

"The Dao Ancestor has the Heavenly Dao, and his disciples have the Martial Dao."

"The Dao Ancestor has a predetermined destiny, but his disciples are subject to change."

Hongjun looked at him and remained silent.

a long time.

He nodded slowly.

"it is good."

"What a magnificent Xuandu."

"What a fine martial art!"

"What a variable!"

He looked up at the altar.

The golden light of humanity soaring into the sky grew ever brighter.

That awakened humanitarian will grew stronger and stronger.

The human virtues surrounding the Three Sovereigns grew ever stronger.

He knew he couldn't delay any longer.

If this drags on any longer, humanity will be fully awakened.

At that time, the three principles of heaven, earth, and humanity will be in balance.

The era of absolute supremacy of the Way of Heaven is over.

He, Hongjun, will no longer be the sole ruler of the primordial world.