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

Then Kong Xuan slightly raised his hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

hum!

It lacked any earth-shattering momentum or world-destroying pressure.

It was just a casual handshake.

But Yangmei Daoist's pupils suddenly contracted!

He clearly saw that the tiny patch of chaotic void in Kong Xuan's palm suddenly twisted, collapsed, and annihilated!

It's not broken, it's not disintegrated.

Instead... it returned to nothingness completely!

It's as if it never existed.

"This is......"

Yangmei Daoist's voice was hoarse, and his grip on the emerald green bamboo staff tightened slightly.

As the reincarnation of the Space Demon God, his understanding of the Way of Space is unparalleled. Even if Hongjun were here, he might not be able to surpass him in terms of spatial mastery alone.

But just now, Kong Xuan's casual grasp...

Yang Mei couldn't understand it at all!

That's not spatial magic, nor is it the application of laws.

Rather... it is... a direct intervention from the very origin of the Great Dao!

It was as if Kong Xuan could rewrite the rules of existence of a world with a mere wave of his hand!

"The divine light of the Great Dao..."

Yangmei Daoist murmured to himself, his eyes finally revealing a sudden realization, and... a hint of barely perceptible horror.

Yang Mei never expected that... Kong Xuan's divine power was so terrifying!

"good."

Kong Xuan slowly opened his palm, and in the center of his palm, a wisp of chaotic divine light appeared and disappeared.

The divine light seemed faint, yet it made the hairs on Yangmei Daoist's body stand on end, and he subconsciously took a half step back!

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

He had no doubt that if that divine light were to sweep towards him, even with his peak cultivation at the ninth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, even with his mastery of the Great Dao of Space... he would have absolutely no chance of resisting it!

"As I break through to the Primordial Limitless Golden Immortal realm..."

Kong Xuan's gaze remained calm as he looked at the divine light in his palm:

"The power of the Great Dao Divine Light has increased thousands of times."

"Hongjun is no longer my match."

"As for that heavenly desire..."

He paused, a slight, cold smile playing on his lips:

"With my initial stage of Hunyuan Wuji cultivation, I may not be unable to withstand its power at the later stage of Hunyuan Wuji."

"not to mention......"

Kong Xuan's eyes swirled with a chaotic light, as if he had seen through all illusions:

"Who said I could go back in my current state?"

Upon hearing this, Yangmei Daoist stood there stunned.

Based solely on the literal meaning and Kong Xuan's calm yet resolute tone...

He then knew that Kong Xuan could continue to break through!

What terrifying talent and cultivation speed!

"You want to... raise your cultivation level to the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos Realm? Or even the late-stage?"

Yangmei Daoist asked in a trembling voice.

In the realm of primordial chaos, every difference is like an insurmountable chasm.

The initial to the middle stage may seem to be only a hair's breadth apart, but in reality, it requires countless years of arduous cultivation and the absorption of endless chaotic origins to break through.

Kong Xuan has just broken through, and his foundation is not yet stable, yet he still wants to continue to improve?

"Why not?"

Kong Xuan countered with a calm tone:

"Chaos is boundless, and the origin is endless."

"Let alone the mid-stage or late-stage, even the peak of Hunyuan Wuji... or even higher, is only a matter of time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chaotic air currents rippled slightly.

Master Yangmei remained silent.

He looked at the young man in the black robe and with black hair before him, at those deep, unfathomable eyes, at that calm face that exuded immense confidence...

A thought suddenly arose in my mind.

Perhaps... the primordial heavens are truly about to change.

No.

The entire chaos, the entire Great Dao... will be engulfed in an unprecedented storm because of this young man!

"As for you, Fellow Daoist Yang Mei."

Kong Xuan suddenly turned his head, his gaze falling on Yang Mei:

"I think... you won't give up on this good show."

Yangmei Daoist was startled.

He looked up and met Kong Xuan's gaze. From that calm look, he read a hint of... amusement.

It was as if Kong Xuan had already seen through his thoughts, his past, and the hatred that had been suppressed deep in his heart for millions of years!

"you......"

Yangmei Daoist's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.

Kong Xuan continued:

"During the battle between Tao and Demon, Hongjun invites you to join forces with Yin Yang and Qiankun to jointly defeat Rahu."

"In that battle, the Yin-Yang Ancestor perished, the Qiankun Ancestor died and his Dao dissipated, and you... although you escaped with your life by chance, you were also seriously injured and had to flee into the Chaos, where you have been recuperating until now."

He paused, his voice calm, yet sharp as a sword piercing Yang Mei's heart:

"But in your heart, is there truly not a trace of resentment?"

"If it weren't for Hongjun's scheme, using the three of you as bait to weaken Rahu's demonic power, how could he have intervened at the last moment, easily suppressing Rahu, swallowing the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the God-Slaying Spear for himself, and ultimately achieving sainthood?"

Yang Mei Daoist's expression changed drastically.

His hand holding the bamboo cane had white knuckles and bulging veins.

That memory remains a permanent pain in his heart.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor, who wields the Great Dao of Yin and Yang, is a top-tier existence among the Chaos Demon Gods, and has an extremely close relationship with him.

The Ancestor of Heaven and Earth, who controls the laws of Heaven and Earth, once discussed the Dao with him for hundreds of millions of years, and they were both teacher and friend.

But that great battle...

The Yin-Yang Ancestor was strangled by Rahu using the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, and his true spirit was extinguished.

To protect him from harm, the Ancestor of Qiankun detonated the Qiankun Diagram, perishing together with Rahu... but only managed to inflict minor injuries on Rahu.

As for Yang Mei, although he escaped with his life thanks to his spatial supernatural powers, his origin was damaged and his Dao foundation was shaken. He had no choice but to flee to the chaos and has not yet recovered.

And Hongjun...

After the three of them fought desperately to exhaust Rahu, they finally arrived late and used the Jade Disc of Creation to suppress Rahu, easily seizing the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the God-Slaying Spear. Ultimately, they used this as an opportunity to merge with the Dao and become saints, taking control of the primordial world!

What a shrewd move to reap the benefits!

What a magnificent figure... the Ancestor of the Xuanmen!

"How...do you know all this?"

Yangmei Daoist's voice was hoarse, and blood vessels were visible in his eyes.

These secrets had long been concealed by Hongjun using his authority over the Heavenly Dao, and no one else in the primordial world knew them except for him.

How did Kong Xuan know this?

"Of course I know."

Kong Xuan smiled faintly and offered no explanation.

He couldn't very well say that these were secret legends passed down from his past life, could he?

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, you have been dormant in the chaos for billions of years, diligently cultivating the Great Dao of Space. Now your cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Hunyuan Daluo, and you are only one step away from the Hunyuan Wuji."

Kong Xuan's eyes were deep and penetrating, as if he could see through people's hearts:

"But this line...you've been unable to break through for so long, is it really just because your foundation is insufficient?"

Yangmei Daoist trembled violently.

Kong Xuan continued:

"No."

"It's because you have a knot in your heart."

"The deaths of the Yin-Yang Ancestor and the Qiankun Ancestor are like demons that haunt the depths of your primordial spirit, obscuring your Dao heart and hindering your path."

"If you don't sever this knot, you... will never have a chance to break through."

After the words were spoken, a deathly silence descended.

Yang Mei Daoist stood blankly in the void, his expression constantly changing. Sometimes his eyes were filled with boundless hatred, sometimes with overwhelming grief, and sometimes with... chilling killing intent.