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"Nuwa, where do you want to go?"

As the six characters "Tongtian" fell, Nuwa trembled.

She looked up at the figure in green, at that thin yet cold face.

My heart sank suddenly.

The Master of Heaven.

He was actually waiting for me outside Zixiao Palace.

She was too busy plotting Xuan Du's backup plan and keeping a close eye on Taotie and Shen Ni.

But they forgot Xuandu's master, Tongtian, the leader of the Jie Sect.

He remains a fifth-level Heavenly Saint.

"Tongtian, you!"

Nuwa spoke, her voice hoarse.

Tongtian looked at her, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

"You think Xuan Du would have missed you?"

"Do you think he could foresee Yuanshi's plea for help and Laozi's intervention, but not your arrival?"

"Do you think that just because he sent out backup plans, he didn't leave anyone waiting for you?"

"Nuwa, you are too naive."

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

The four swords of Zhuxian shone brightly.

The murderous aura pressed down fiercely on Nuwa.

Nuwa grunted and took several steps back.

She gazed at the four giant swords, at the intertwined sword light.

A chill ran through me.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

It cannot be broken without the Four Sages.

How could she possibly overcome this all by herself?

"Tongtian, you can stop me for a while, but you can't stop me forever!"

Nuwa gritted her teeth, her gaze sweeping across the formation.

"Once the Dao Ancestor recovers, your sword formation will be nothing but a tattered net!"

Tongtian gently shook his head.

"Stopping them for a while is enough."

"Once Xuandu and Houtu Niangniang kill Hongjun, do you think the Dao Ancestor will still have the strength to break my formation?"

Nuwa's expression changed drastically.

Tongtian is right.

Although Hongjun Daozu was at the peak of the half-step Heavenly Dao, he had already consumed 40% of the Heavenly Dao's origin.

With the combined forces of the Human Eye and the Earth Eye suppressing it, the Heaven Eye has become increasingly dim.

If she is trapped in the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation again, she will be unable to come to her aid.

If Jieyin and Zhunti were to perish, the origin of the Heavenly Dao would be lost by another 20%.

At that time, even if Hongjun were at the peak of the half-step Heavenly Dao, he would be powerless to reverse the situation.

"Tongtian! You're courting your own destruction!"

Nuwa spoke in a stern voice, and the chaotic light around her surged like a tide.

"If the Dao Ancestor falls and the Heavenly Dao collapses, do you think the Jie Sect can survive alone?"

"When the balance of Heaven, Earth, and Man is disrupted, the entire primordial world will perish!"

Tongtian gazed at her, his eyes calm as still water.

"Is the balance of the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man disrupted?"

"Buried in the primordial chaos?"

"Nuwa, you are wrong."

"The right path is to maintain a balance among the three principles of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity."

"The Heavenly Dao is supreme, and the billion-dollar gathering has already left the primordial world riddled with holes."

"Now that humanity has awakened and the earth has been restored, the balance of the three paths can begin."

"What you call being buried alive is nothing more than the end of the hegemony of the Heavenly Dao."

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

Within the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, four sword lights blazed forth simultaneously.

It pressed down hard on Nuwa.

Nuwa gritted her teeth and raised her hand to defend herself.

The chaotic light surged like a tide, colliding fiercely with the four sword lights.

"boom!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens, and the sword formation trembled violently.

But the tremor only lasted for a moment before it quickly returned to normal.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation remained completely still.

Nuwa retreated several steps, her face deathly pale.

Only the Four Saints can break the formation; even if she exerts all her strength, it will be in vain.

Tongtian gazed at her, his eyes, which once shone with the light of swords, now held a chilling depth.

"Nuwa, you should stay here and rest."

"When Hongjun falls, when the Heavenly Dao collapses."

"I'll deal with you then."

As soon as she finished speaking, her sword intent surged, and the four swords of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation rotated in turn.

Nuwa was trapped in the formation, with no chance of escape.

Nuwa stood in the center of the formation, gazing at the four endlessly rotating sword lights.

Gazing at the figure in green, and at that gaunt yet cold and stern face, he slowly closed his eyes.

Xuan Du, you've won.

You laid a net of heaven and earth, and killed all the sages of the Heavenly Way.

Now, even she, the last one, is trapped by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

There are no further changes.

There is no hope left.

There is no chance of turning the tide.

Nuwa slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the sky.

Looking at the night sky filled with the torrential rain of blood, looking at the three giant eyes piercing the sky with their radiance.

He spoke in a low voice.

"The Dao Ancestor..."

"Disciple...has done his best."

As the voice faded, the pale yellow figure slowly slumped down within the sword formation.

No more struggling.

No more resistance.

I just sat quietly and waited.

Waiting for that unchangeable ending.

Outside the Purple Cloud Palace, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation revolves endlessly.

Four sword lights intertwined like a net, completely trapping the pale yellow figure within.

Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the formation, looking up towards the south.

Looking towards Mount Sumeru, and towards the three giant eyes piercing the sky with their radiant light.

In those eyes, the light of swords surged like a tide.

"Xuan Du".

He spoke in a low voice, which drifted away on the wind.

"I've done everything I could as your teacher."

"It's up to you now."

After the sound faded, he closed his eyes.

His body surged with sword intent, and the four swords of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation rotated in turn.

They trapped Nuwa tightly.

She was never given another chance to step out of Zixiao Palace.

At that moment, the void rippled silently.

"Buzz..."

A figure in green robes slowly emerged from the ripples.

He landed beside Tongtian, standing with his hands behind his back.

She wore a light blue robe, her black hair cascaded down her shoulders, and she had a youthful face and deep, penetrating eyes.

Its aura was exactly the same as Xuandu's.

Tongtian's expression changed drastically.

Suddenly, a bright light shone from those eyes that seemed to gleam with the light of swords.

"Xuan Du?"

"How did you come to be here?"

He suddenly turned his head and looked south.

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.

The aura of Xuan Du's true form is still there.

He sensed it clearly.

"you......"

Tongtian spoke, his voice hoarse.

"You're not Xuan Du?"

The figure in green gazed at him, her eyes calm as still water.

"Master, there is no need to worry."

"This disciple is merely a Daoist body of Xuandu."

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

A chaotic light surged from his palm, condensing into an incomparably sharp pillar of light.

Above the pillar of light, innate Dao patterns flowed endlessly.

The power it contains is enough to tear apart the true spirit of a saint.

Nuwa's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Tao Shen?!"

"Xuan Du's Dao Body?!"

She tried her best to get up, but the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation held her firmly in place.

Even with the cultivation level of the seventh heaven, one cannot move an inch.

The figure in green didn't look at her; he simply pushed the beam of light straight down towards the center of the formation.

Nuwa gazed at the approaching pillar of light, and at the face that was identical to Xuandu's.

A slow, bitter smile spread across his face.

"What a magnificent Xuandu."

"Even his Dao body is so powerful."

"I, Nuwa...accept it."

"boom!!!"

The beam of light fell.

Nuwa's physical body was gradually annihilated.

The chaotic light was completely extinguished.

The pale yellow figure vanished into the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

above the sky.

The blood rain intensified.

The third Heavenly Saint has fallen.

The primordial earth trembled violently, and countless cultivators knelt on the ground, trembling.

The blood rain fell on Tongtian's body, soaking his clothes.

He gazed at the disappearing figure, and at the empty center of the formation.

A moment of silence.

Then, he turned to look at the figure in green.

"Are you truly the incarnation of Xuandu?"

The figure looked at him, its gaze calm.

"Yes."

"I am confronting Hongjun on Mount Sumeru."

"This disciple has been ordered to come here to slay Nuwa."

"Master, you've worked hard."

Tongtian looked at him, at that face that was exactly the same as Xuandu's.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

"What a fine Daoist body! It's even more agile than yours."

Dao bowed slightly.

"Master, you flatter me."

"Disciple has completed the mission and will now return to Mount Sumeru to report back."

"Take care, Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green robes vanished from outside Zixiao Palace in an instant.

Tongtian stands alone atop the ruins, gazing southward.

Looking towards Mount Sumeru.

The beams of light from those three giant eyes were still colliding wildly.

The Eye of Humanity and the Eye of Earth joined forces to suppress the Eye of Heaven, and its grayish-white light was much weaker than before.

"Nuwa is dead too."

Tongtian spoke in a low voice, his words drifting away on the wind.

"The origin of the Heavenly Dao has been lost by another 20%."

"Hongjun, how much longer can you hold on?"