Primordial Era: Starting by overwhelming the Sages, Hongjun was stunned!

at the same time.

Hongjun himself took a step forward and merged with the illusory image of the ancient tree!

His body swelled up dramatically, instantly transforming into a towering, purple-robed giant.

A purple Heavenly Dao halo appeared behind his head, within which the phantoms of myriad primordial spirits rose and fell, the sun, moon and stars revolved, and boundless calamity energy permeated the air!

"Kong Xuan!"

Hongjun's voice was like the thunder of heaven, resounding throughout the starry sky:

"Let me show you the power of the Dao!"

He raised his hand and slapped down!

His palm blotted out the sky and the sun, and within it unfolded all the scenes from the beginning of time to the present day: the Dragon-Han Calamity, the Lich-Demon Calamity, countless beings clashing, entanglements of cause and effect, and surging tides of karma...

This palm strike was no longer a supernatural power, but a manifestation of the authority of the Heavenly Dao!

It is the "momentum" accumulated by billions of yuan in the primordial world!

The torrent of divine light from the Great Dao collided violently with the giant palm of the Heavenly Dao!

No sound.

Or rather, the sound was completely annihilated the moment it erupted.

At the center of the collision, all existence vanishes into nothingness.

There is no light, no darkness, no time, no space.

Only the purest energy collides, laws are annihilated, and origins are slaughtered!

The Purple Cloud Palace trembled violently!

The chaotic starry sky crumbled inch by inch, and billions of stars exploded, turning into a rain of light that filled the sky!

The projections of the three thousand worlds all dimmed, the ancient tree's phantom branches broke, and the chains of the Heavenly Dao crumbled inch by inch!

The purple-robed giant that Hongjun had transformed into trembled violently, and a crack appeared in his palm, with golden blood scattering across the starry sky!

Kong Xuan's torrent of divine light was also mostly shattered by this palm strike!

The aftershocks caused Kong Xuan to grunt, a trace of pale golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He staggered back three steps, the chaotic lotus platform beneath his feet flickering erratically.

one strike.

have equal shares!

Kong Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his fighting spirit growing even stronger.

He never expected that Hongjun's strength after merging with the Dao would be so formidable.

With the power of the Heavenly Dao, the power of a half-step Primordial Limitless Great Luo is no weaker than that of a true Primordial Limitless Great Luo in its early stages!

No wonder he dared to say that the selfish desires of Heaven are comparable to the late stage of the Primordial Chaos Limitless Realm.

If even Hongjun is so difficult to deal with, how terrifying must the selfish desires of the Heavenly Dao be?

"You're fine."

Hongjun slowly withdrew his palm, and the crack in his palm quickly healed.

He looked at Kong Xuan, his eyes gleaming with purple light:

"Even someone at the ninth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm can withstand one of my palm strikes."

"If you can really break through, perhaps... there is a sliver of a possibility."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun dissipated the oppressive aura emanating from his body.

The purple-robed giant vanished, the ancient tree's phantom disappeared, and the star net and the Heavenly Chains were simultaneously withdrawn.

Peace returned to Zixiao Palace.

The shattered starry sky and the exploding stars silently testified to the horror of the battle that had just taken place.

Kong Xuan frowned:

"What does the Dao Ancestor mean?"

Hongjun slowly sat back on the cloud platform, his voice returning to its usual indifference:

"That single palm strike was enough to test your strength."

"At the peak of the ninth level of the Primordial Great Luo Realm, combined with the divine light of the Great Dao, he is indeed qualified to fight me."

"But... that's all."

He paused, his gaze deep:

"You just said that you would kill me first, and then destroy the Heavenly Dao."

"But if you can't even kill me, how can you destroy the Heavenly Dao?"

Kong Xuan remained silent.

He knew that what Hongjun said was true.

The attack just now seemed evenly matched, but in reality, he had used his full strength, while Hongjun... may not have held back.

Moreover, Hongjun is merely a Dao-merger, not the Dao itself.

If even Hongjun is so difficult to deal with, how should we deal with the selfish desires of the Heavenly Dao?

"but......"

Hongjun changed the subject:

"Since you are so determined, I... will give you a chance."

Kong Xuan raised his eyes:

"What opportunity?"

"An opportunity for a breakthrough."

Hongjun slowly said:

"Within the primordial world, restricted by the rules of Heaven, you have absolutely no chance of breaking through to the Primordial Limitless Luo."

"But beyond the primordial wilderness... there is a place that is not governed by the Heavenly Dao."

Kong Xuan's pupils contracted:

"You mean...chaos?"

"good."

Hongjun nodded:

"The chaos is boundless, and the origin of the Great Dao pervades it, making it the best place for a breakthrough."

"However... Chaos is dangerous; even a sage who ventures deep into it risks perishing."

"Moreover, if you break through in the chaos, you will inevitably trigger the Great Dao Tribulation. At that time, all kinds of demons will attack, and you will have a slim chance of survival."

He looked at Kong Xuan, his voice calm:

"Do you dare to go?"

Kong Xuan smiled.

His smile carried an undisguised arrogance:

"What is there to be afraid of?"

"It's just chaos; I was just thinking of going to take a look."

Hongjun gave him a deep look:

"In that case, I will see you off on your way."

He raised his hand and waved.

Deep within the Purple Cloud Palace, an ancient and simple gate slowly emerged.

The gate was three zhang tall, its entire body a chaotic color. There were no carvings or engravings on the gate, yet it naturally exuded the vast and boundless aura of the time before the creation of the world.

The Gate of Chaos!

"Beyond this gate lies chaos."

Hongjun's voice was ethereal:

"Once you step through this gate, you will be completely freed from the primordial world and the rule of Heaven."

Whether you can break through, whether you can return... all depends on your own destiny.

Kong Xuan said no more.

He took a step forward and walked towards the Gate of Chaos.

Just before stepping inside, he glanced back at Hongjun:

"Dao Ancestor, await the day I return..."

"That will be the time when the selfish desires of Heaven lead to its destruction."

"I believe this time will be incredibly short for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the Gate of Chaos without hesitation.

The moment the figure disappeared, the door slowly closed.

Silence returned to the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun sat upright on the cloud platform, gazing at the closed gate, remaining silent for a long time.

a long time.

He sighed softly:

"Chaos... Great Dao Tribulation... Ten Thousand Demons Attack..."

"Kong Xuan, your departure..."

"I'm afraid it's a one-way street to death."

"But if you could truly return..."

Purple light swirled in Hongjun's eyes as he gazed upon the primordial land, upon the rain of blood, and upon the mournful cry of the Heavenly Dao:

"This primordial world may... truly be able to usher in a new life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, starlight flowed silently.

Only a faint trace of chaotic energy slowly dissipated at the point where the portal closed.

It was as if witnessing... a Primordial Grandmaster stepping into chaos to challenge the Great Dao.

And within the primordial wilderness.

The blood rain continued to pour down.

The aftershocks of the fall of the Four Saints are still reverberating.

The Xuanmen sect collapsed, the Western sect perished, and the Jie sect became the dominant force.

The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods seems to be nearing its end.

But everyone knows...

The real storm has only just begun.

Jinji Ridge.

Duobao, Zhao Gongming, the Three Immortals, and others stood amidst the rain of blood, looking up at the sky.

They sensed the terrifying fluctuations coming from the direction of Zixiao Palace, and they also sensed... the disappearance of Kong Xuan's aura.

"The vice-leader..."

Bixiao's voice trembled.

Yunxiao sighed softly:

"He went where he was supposed to go."

Qiongxiao clenched her fist:

"He will definitely come back!"

Zhao Gongming remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking:

"Pass down the order."

"The Jie Sect has sealed off the mountain, and all disciples have returned to Jin'ao Island."

"Before the Vice-Sect Leader returns..."

"No one is allowed to leave the premises."

Duobao nodded emphatically.

He looked up at the sky, a resolute glint in his eyes.

Vice Leader, you can go with peace of mind.

The Intercepting Sect...we will protect you.

When you return, this primordial world...

It will surely be a completely different world.