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Outside Kunlun Mountain.

Chaos surged, and the night was as dark as ink.

The Taotie's enormous, jet-black body hovered in the void, its blood-red eyes gazing southward.

The direction of Mount Sumeru.

The light from the three giant eyes soared into the sky, intertwining with gray-white, crimson-gold, and chaotic colors, like three deities confronting and fighting each other in the heavens.

Even across billions of miles of void, the force of the collision still caused his scales to tremble slightly.

"The final battle has begun."

Taotie spoke in a low voice, like muffled thunder.

Fuxi stood beside him, his blue light surging, his deep eyes filled with solemnity.

"Master and Empress Houtu have already made their move."

"The Eye of Heaven, the Eye of Humanity, and the Eye of Earth—all three eyes appear together."

"This battle concerns the very survival of the primordial world."

Xuanyuan gripped the Xuanyuan Sword tightly, its crimson light blazing like flames.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

"Quickly kill Yuanshi and rush to Mount Sumeru to assist in the battle!"

Shennong nodded, and a yellow light emanated from him.

Suirenshi's beard and hair stood on end, Youchaoshi's dark light flowed, and Ziyishi's white light was like frost.

Shaohao, Zhuanxu, and Diku.

Nine sages of humanity, nine gazes, all fell upon the disheveled golden figure in the Jade Void Palace.

Yuanshi stood atop the ruins of the cloud bed, the Jade Purity Immortal Light flickering erratically.

The Pangu Banner hung above his head, and gray, chaotic energy surged like a tide, protecting his entire body.

There was no trace of composure left on that dignified face.

There was only ferocity, only resentment, only the fear of losing hundreds of millions of yuan that they had never experienced before.

He sensed the aura emanating from the three giant eyes.

The eye of Heaven, the eye of Humanity, the eye of Earth.

Even if all three eyes were unleashed, even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun might not be able to secure a victory.

If Taotie and the others were to kill him here, the origin of the Heavenly Dao would be lost by another ten percent.

When the Heavenly Dao collapses and destiny is reversed, even if Hongjun Daozu is at the peak of the half-step Heavenly Dao, he will not be able to hold on for long.

"You...you really want to wipe them all out?"

When Yuanshi spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse.

Taotie lowered its eyes, its blood-red gaze filled with murderous intent.

"Yuanshi, you set out the Investiture of the Gods to destroy the myriad immortals of the Jie Sect."

"You sent your disciples to corrupt the merits of the human race, attempting to sever the foundation of humanity."

"Today is the day you pay with your life."

As the sound faded, the devouring power frantically gathered on the pitch-black giant claw.

Between heaven and earth, countless spiritual energies converged towards that giant claw.

The void itself was torn apart and distorted by the devouring power, and countless streams of black energy swirled around the Taotie like tornadoes.

Fuxi took a step forward, and a surge of blue light appeared.

The illusory image of the Eight Trigrams manifested behind him, with the eight trigrams—Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui—rotating endlessly.

Each hexagram contains boundless human virtues and merits, and each line embodies the hard work and dedication of the billion-dollar association.

"Yuanshi, although you are the true descendant of Pangu, you have lost the Way and have few supporters."

"Today, we act on behalf of Heaven."

Shennong raised his hand, and the illusory shadows of hundreds of herbs swayed gracefully.

The five grains are plentiful, and all kinds of grasses flourish, turning into a shower of light that falls from the sky.

Wherever the rain of light passed, the primordial Jade Purity Immortal Light quickly dissipated.

Xuanyuan drew his sword; the Xuanyuan Sword was unsheathed.

The crimson sword light shone like the blazing sun, and the blade was imbued with the endless flow of human virtue and merit.

"Yuanshi, prepare to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword and slashed out.

The crimson sword light slashed fiercely towards Yuanshi.

Suirenshi raised his hand, and the phantom of drilling wood to make fire appeared.

The first ray of firelight illuminated the entire Jade Void Palace.

Wherever the firelight passed, the void itself seemed to burn.

Youchao raised his hand, and the phantom image of building a nest of wood appeared.

The first nest, suspended in the void, protected the nine saints and blocked all of Yuanshi's counterattacks.

Ziyi raised his hand, and the phantom of sewing clothes appeared.

The first garment transformed into a sky full of clouds, enveloping the entire Jade Void Palace and completely sealing off Yuanshi's escape route.

Shaohao, Zhuanxu, and Diku attacked together, fiercely striking at Yuanshi.

Nine sages of humanity, nine deadly moves, merged with the Taotie's giant claw that devoured heaven and earth.

Yuanshi's pupils contracted sharply as he exerted all his strength to activate the Pangu Banner, unleashing a surge of gray, chaotic energy.

It transformed into a chaotic light curtain, protecting its surroundings.

However, the light barrier was extremely fragile in the face of the combined attack of Taotie and the Nine Saints.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens, and the Jade Void Palace collapsed completely.

Gold bricks flew everywhere, and jade pillars shattered.

The ancestral temple of the Chan Sect, which had remained steadfast despite the billions of dollars in investment, was reduced to ruins at this moment.

Yuanshi was sent flying backward and crashed heavily into the ruins.

The Pangu Banner slipped from his grasp and fell to the dust, its gray light flickering uncertainly.

The Jade Purity Immortal Light was completely extinguished.

That dignified face was now covered in cracks.

Dark red blood seeped from the cracks and dripped onto the ground.

He struggled to get up, but his injuries were too severe; his life force was exhausted, and his magical power was depleted, so he couldn't stand up.

Yuanshi collapsed amidst the ruins, gazing up at the sky.

Gazing at the enormous, jet-black body of the Taotie, and at the figure of Fuxi with its surging blue light.

Looking at the nine saints of humanity, nine firm and resolute gazes were fixed upon them.

A slow, bitter smile spread across his face.

"A billion-dollar event..."

"I am the Primordial Beginning, the true successor of Pangu, the leader of the Chan Sect..."

"To think I'd die at your hands..."

"I'm not reconciled..."

"I'm not reconciled..."

Taotie lowered its eyes, its blood-red gaze devoid of any pity.

"Yuanshi, when you orchestrated the Investiture of the Gods, did you ever consider the feelings of the myriad immortals of the Jie Sect?"

"When you sent your disciples to ruin the merits of humanity, did you ever consider the feelings of the billions of human beings?"

"When you colluded with Hongjun to suppress the billion-dollar underground temple, did you ever consider the feelings of Houtu Niangniang?"

"Now you say you're not reconciled?"

"Are you worthy?"

As the sound faded, the power of devouring condensed once more.

This time it wasn't suppression, but a decisive blow.

Fuxi raised his hand, and the illusory image of the Eight Trigrams rotated.

Shennong raised his hand, and the illusory shadows of hundreds of herbs swayed.

Xuanyuan raised his sword, and crimson sword light condensed.

"This sword strike is the blood of countless millions of members of my human race."

Suiren, Youchao, Ziyi, Shaohao, Zhuanxu, Emperor Ku...

The nine deadly moves merged with the giant claws of the Taotie, transforming into a chaotic torrent that crashed down upon Yuanshi.

"boom!!!"

As the torrent fell, Yuanshi's physical body was annihilated inch by inch before that power.

The last glimmer of Jade Purity Immortal Light faded away.

That golden figure vanished completely into the world.

The vast, desolate land trembled violently.

Blood rain poured down from the sky.

A sign of the fall of a saint.

When the sage of the Heavenly Way fell, blood rained down from the sky, and all living beings grieved.

The blood rain fell on the earth, on the ruins, and on the faces of countless beings who looked up at the sky.

Clothes were damp with sweat, and the cold was biting.

above the sky.

The Taotie retracted its giant claws and looked south with its blood-red eyes.

In the direction of Mount Sumeru, the light from the three giant eyes continued to collide wildly.

The Way of Heaven, the Way of Humanity, and the Way of Earth—these three forces are intertwined like a web.

Every collision is devastating.

"The Primordial One is dead, and the Heavenly Way has weakened by one part."

Taotie spoke in a low voice, like muffled thunder.

"Go to Mount Sumeru immediately to help Master besiege and kill Hongjun."

Fuxi nodded, and a surge of blue light appeared.

"Walk."

Nine sages of humanity rose into the sky with nine beams of light.

The Taotie followed closely behind, its enormous, jet-black body speeding southward.