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"boom!"

The palm print landed.

Chaos flew backward and crashed heavily into Mount Sumeru.

The mountains crumbled and the earth cracked.

The chaotic-colored scales were covered with cracks, and dark red blood seeped from the cracks, dripping onto the dust.

Chaos struggled to his feet, his blood-red eyes filled with horror.

one move.

It was just one move.

Even at the peak of the seventh heaven, it couldn't withstand a single move from Hongjun.

Is this the strength of a half-step Heavenly Dao?

Qiongqi roared, its ferocious aura surging like a tide.

The Taotie roared, its voice like muffled thunder.

The Chaos Silver Python coiled in the void, its long, silvery-white tail swaying slightly.

The three beasts glared at Hongjun and were about to attack.

Hongjun gazed at them, his eyes remaining calm.

Beneath that calm surface lurked a despairing indifference.

"Are you all going to your deaths too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand again.

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.

The three thousand Dao patterns flowed endlessly, their radiance so brilliant, so dazzling, so vast, that it instantly illuminated the entire sky.

Illuminate Mount Sumeru, illuminate the paralyzed Jieyin and Zhunti.

The light illuminated the four trembling figures.

Chaos gritted his teeth, his bloodshot eyes filled with resentment.

But it had nothing to say.

We can't beat them.

Even if the four of them joined forces, it would only be suicide.

Even if ten more people were to come, they would not be a match for someone at the Half-Step Heavenly Dao level against someone at the Seventh Heaven level.

"Hongjun".

Chaos spoke, its voice hoarse.

"If you kill us, Master will not let you off."

Hongjun gazed at it, his eyes calm.

"Xuan Du?"

"He's here, just in time."

"That's exactly what I'm looking for."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand.

On the Jade Disc of Creation, three thousand Dao patterns lit up simultaneously.

A beam of chaotic light surged from the disc, heading towards Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, and the Chaos Silver Python.

It slammed down on the four trembling figures!

Just now.

"Buzz".

The void rippled silently.

A figure in green robes slowly emerged from the ripples.

Xuandu.

He landed in front of the four beasts and stood with his hands behind his back.

Her green robe fluttered slightly, and her black hair cascaded over her shoulders.

Within the palm of his hand, the Chaos Pearl shimmered with endless light.

He looked up at the chaotic pillar of light and gently pushed it.

The Chaos Pearl transformed into a pillar of chaotic light, heading straight for the target!

"boom!"

The two beams of light collided, shattering the void.

The vast sky, stretching for billions of miles, was annihilated inch by inch.

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

In Mount Sumeru, rocks crumbled and the earth cracked.

The Eight Treasures Merit Pool was completely reduced to ruins; the withered lotus flowers and the murky pool water all vanished into nothingness.

Xuan Du swayed slightly and took a half step back.

Hongjun stood still, motionless.

Yet, a faint glimmer of light flashed deep within those indifferent eyes.

Xuan Du has arrived.

They arrived as expected.

"Xuan Du".

Hongjun spoke, his voice calm.

"You've finally arrived."

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze calm.

"Dao Ancestor, your disciple has arrived."

"This disciple has been waiting for this day for a long time."

Hongjun gently shook his head.

"Waiting for this day?"

"Are we just waiting to die?"

Xuan Du smiled slightly.

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

"Does the Dao Ancestor think that his disciple has come to his death?"

"This disciple believes that the Dao Ancestor is the one who has come to his death."

Hongjun's expression remained unchanged.

"You're quite confident."

"But you, a mere peak ninth-level cultivator, think you can kill me?"

Xuan Du gently shook his head.

"This disciple alone cannot kill the Dao Ancestor."

"But what if we add her?"

The sound faded.

The void rippled silently.

A pale yellow figure slowly emerged from the ripples.

Her pale yellow dress hung down, and her dark, indistinct eyes were as deep as an abyss.

The karmic patterns around his body flowed as if they were real, and the source of the earth surged like a tide.

Houtu Niangniang (Goddess of the Earth).

She landed beside Hongjun, flanking Xuandu on either side, sandwiching the gray figure in the middle.

"Hongjun".

Houtu spoke, her voice clear and cold.

"Billions of dollars, you have suppressed the tunnel, trapping me in the netherworld."

"Today, it's time to settle this score."

Hongjun gazed at her, at that pale yellow figure.

His complexion remained unchanged.

Yet, deep within those eyes that had been indifferent for countless years, a faint trace of solemnity flickered.

Houtu.

The peak of the ninth level of the Earthly Saint realm.

Even if he were to join forces with Xuandu, he might not be able to secure a victory, even if he were only half a step into the Heavenly Dao realm.

"Houtu".

Hongjun spoke, his voice calm.

"So you also want to be my enemy?"

Houtu looked at him with a cold gaze.

"It's not about being your enemy."

"I'll kill you."

The three words fell like ancient ice.

Hongjun remained silent.

He gazed at Xuandu, at Houtu, and at the two figures flanking him from the left and right.

a long time.

He spoke slowly:

"it is good."

"Since you want to kill me, then come and do it."

"Let me see what you're really made of."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand.

The Jade Disc of Creation hung above his head, and three thousand Dao patterns lit up simultaneously.

The power of Heaven surged forth like a tidal wave, pressing down fiercely on Xuandu and Houtu.

Xuan Du's expression remained unchanged.

The Chaos Pearl hung in his palm, with forty-nine chaotic restrictions flowing endlessly.

He raised his hand and threw a punch.

His fist energy was like a dragon, carrying boundless blood and qi, and a fierce martial will.

Enveloped in the full power of the peak of the ninth level of the Primordial Great Luo Heaven, it collided fiercely with the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Houtu raised her hand, and the patterns of reincarnation surged from her palm.

The primordial essence surged like a tide, transforming into a chaotic pillar of light that collided violently with the power of the Heavenly Dao.

"boom!"

The three forces collided, and the void shattered completely.

Mount Sumeru was reduced to dust in that collision.

The vast sky was obliterated inch by inch, and the primordial earth trembled violently.

The force of the collision surged outwards like a tidal wave.

Wherever it passed, the void collapsed and the laws were annihilated.

The entire primordial wilderness trembled.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, chaotic energy surged like a tide.

Outside Kunlun Mountain, Taotie and the nine human saints sensed the force of the collision and looked up together.

On Shouyang Mountain, Shen Ni, Zhen Yuanzi, and Minghe sensed that power and each looked up at the sky.

Before Sishui Pass, Duobao, Kong Xuan, Zhao Gongming, the Three Immortals, and countless disciples of the Jie Sect sensed that power and all looked up.

In Chendu City, countless human cultivators sensed that power and looked up in unison.

In this moment, the entire primordial world and countless living beings all looked up.

Looking up at the sky, looking at that gray figure.

He looked at the two figures flanking him from the left and right.

Houtu Niangniang, Deputy Leader of Xuandu Sect.

They joined forces to besiege and kill Hongjun Daozu.

This was the Jie Sect's backup plan.

This is humanity's counterattack.

This is true revenge.

Above the sky, Xuandu and Houtu stood side by side, one green and the other pale yellow.

Peak of the ninth level of the Primordial Great Luo Realm, peak of the ninth level of the Earthly Saint Realm.

Two powerful pressures from the peak of the Ninth Heaven level pressed down fiercely on the gray figure.

Hongjun stood still, his gray Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

Deep within those eyes, which had been indifferent for countless years, a light flickered at this moment.

He gazed at Xuandu, at Houtu, and at the two figures standing side by side.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke.

"it is good."

"What a magnificent Xuandu."

"What a wonderful Houtu!"

"You have indeed surprised me."

"But do you think you can kill me like this?"

"You are wrong."

"I am the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, wielding the Jade Disc of Creation."

"Even if you are at the peak of the Ninth Heaven, you can forget about killing me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the Jade Disc of Creation hung above his head, with three thousand Dao patterns emitting a great burst of light at the same time.

The origin of Heavenly Dao pressed down on Xuandu and Houtu once again.