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

Hongjun Daozu slowly rose to his feet.

The purple robe fluttered without wind, the chaotic starry sky above his head surged violently, and projections of the three thousand worlds appeared simultaneously. Each world projected a dazzling purple light, converging into a pillar of light that pierced through heaven and earth... the Heavenly Dao!

Within the pillar of light, the illusory images of all primordial beings rose and fell, the sun, moon, and stars revolved, and boundless calamity energy permeated the air.

That is the manifestation of the authority of Heaven!

It is the fundamental power that Hongjun has used to govern the primordial world for billions of years!

Kong Xuan.

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

"Do you think that by breaking through to the Primordial Chaos Realm, you can contend with the Heavenly Dao?"

"You think that by bringing Yang Mei along, you can overturn the primordial order?"

"You're so naive!"

He raised his hand and pressed it into the air towards Kong Xuan!

"Under the laws of Heaven, all are but ants!"

"town!"

boom!!!

The pillar of heavenly light crashed down!

Within the pillar of light lay the malevolent energy of the Dragon-Han Calamity, the killing intent of the Lich-Demon Calamity, the karma of the Xuanmen Calamity, and the karmic burdens of countless living beings...

This is the accumulation of all the eons since the beginning of time!

It is the sum of all karmic causes and effects!

It is the Heavenly Dao... the most fundamental suppressive power!

Wherever the beam of light passed, the void crumbled inch by inch, the river of time manifested and then broke, the laws wailed, and all paths retreated!

This strike was beyond the reach of even a saint.

Rather... it's the instinctive obliteration of Heaven!

Faced with this devastating attack, Kong Xuan... finally moved.

He no longer put his hands behind his back.

Instead, he slowly raised his right hand.

The fingers are long and slender with distinct joints.

He gently brushed his hand towards the descending pillar of heavenly light.

The movements were casual, as if brushing away the dust before one's eyes.

"brush."

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There was no cataclysmic impact.

There was only a faint, almost inaudible tearing sound.

then.

That pillar of heavenly light contained immeasurable eons, enough to kill all saints, and even severely injure those in the early stages of the Primordial Chaos Great Luo realm...

It was actually thwarted by Kong Xuan's casual flick of the wrist...

Scrape it clean!

Like ice and snow under the scorching sun, it melts away silently.

It transformed into countless purple-gold specks of light, drifting and scattering, before finally disappearing into the void before even touching the ground.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, all was deathly silent.

Hongjun Daozu stood frozen in place.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

For the first time, those eyes, which were in harmony with the Dao of Heaven, revealed...

Unbelievable horror!

"This... is impossible!"

He let out a low growl.

The pillar of heavenly light... was casually scattered?

What kind of tactic is this?

What level of skill is this?!

Kong Xuan slowly withdrew his right hand, his expression remaining calm.

He looked at Hongjun, his gaze as still as a deep well:

"Dao Ancestor, do you understand now?"

"Your Heavenly Way..."

"In my eyes, they are nothing but... clay chickens and earthen dogs."

The words fell.

Behind Kong Xuan, a chaotic halo silently manifested.

Not one.

Instead... billions of paths!

Billions of chaotic light wheels, layer upon layer, intertwined to form a chaotic sky curtain that blots out the sun!

Within the celestial canopy, the five elements revolve, chaos is created, three thousand demon gods pay homage, and the sound of the Great Dao resounds!

Even more powerful was the late-stage Primordial Chaos Primordial Chaos aura that transcended everything and existed beyond the ages!

"Buzz!!!"

The Purple Cloud Palace trembled violently!

The palace walls collapsed, the floor tiles flew, the chaotic starry sky was annihilated inch by inch, and the projections of the three thousand worlds were all blown up!

Hongjun Daozu let out a muffled groan, actually forced to take a step back by this oppressive force!

His purple-gold Taoist crown shattered with a bang, his white hair danced wildly, his purple robe fluttered, and the purple light of the Heavenly Dao around him flickered uncertainly, showing faint signs of... disintegration!

"You...you actually...went this far?!"

Hongjun's voice was hoarse, and finally, a look appeared in his eyes...

A hint of fear.

Late stage of Hunyuan Wuji Luo!

Moreover... it is a perfect and flawless later stage, with its original essence intact!

How is this possible?!

Kong Xuanming was clearly flawed in his origins; he was clearly just a being born after the primordial era!

What gives him the right?!

"Surprised?"

Kong Xuan stepped forward.

Beneath their feet, the chaotic lotus platform silently bloomed, its twelve petals each representing chaos.

With each step he took, the Purple Cloud Palace trembled, and the purple light of the Heavenly Dao surrounding Hongjun dimmed slightly.

"Dao Ancestor, you have been in harmony with the Dao for too long and have been scheming too much."

"I have long forgotten... what the Great Way is."

"The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and one is hidden away."

"That one is not a sign of life."

Kong Xuan's gaze suddenly turned cold:

"It's... a variable."

"And I..."

"That's the variable."

Before he could finish speaking...

Behind Kong Xuan, Yang Mei Daoist made a move.

He held a jade-green bamboo staff and gently touched the void of Zixiao Palace.

"Space... stripped away."

hum!

The entire Zixiao Palace seemed to have been ripped out of the primordial world by an invisible giant hand!

The scene outside the palace changed abruptly.

It is no longer the Thirty-Three Heavens, no longer the chaotic starry sky.

Instead, it was a...absolute, deathly silent, boundless...nothingness!

Zixiao Palace was destroyed by Yang Mei using the Great Dao of Space...

They were forcibly banished to the space between the primordial wilderness and chaos!

Here, the authority of Heaven is at its weakest!

Here, Hongjun's advantage in achieving Dao... vanished completely!

"Yang Mei! You're asking for it!"

Hongjun's expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily.

He hadn't expected that Yang Mei's spatial mastery had reached such a level!

It was able to temporarily sever the connection between Zixiao Palace and the primordial world!

It has clearly regained some of its power as a space demon god.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun."

Yang Mei slowly raised her head, and for the first time, a smile appeared on her aged face...

A cold smile.

"The cause and effect of the past, today... it's time to settle it."

The words fell.

Kong Xuan and Yang Mei attacked simultaneously!

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

Kong Xuan raised his hand, and billions of chaotic light wheels suddenly merged into one, transforming into a chaotic divine light that pierced through the void, and swept fiercely towards Hongjun!

Where divine light passes, all laws retreat, and the heavens cry out in sorrow!

"Spatial...strangulation!"

With a flick of his bamboo staff, countless transparent spatial blades appeared out of thin air, hurtling towards Hongjun from all directions!

Each blade contains the essence of the Great Dao of Space, incomparably sharp enough to slay even a saint!

A pincer attack!

A decisive victory!

Hongjun's pupils suddenly contracted.

He knew that he... had nowhere to retreat!

"Heaven's will... help me!"

He roared to the sky, holding nothing back!

His body erupted with a burst of celestial purple light, instantly bursting into flames!

He is burning...in harmony with the origin of Tao!

At the cost of damaging the foundation of the Heavenly Dao, in exchange for... the strongest strike!

"The primordial chaos is the furnace, and the Way of Heaven is the fire!"

"Refine!!!"

Hongjun held out his hands in a gesture of respect, and behind him, the phantom of an ancient tree supporting the sky suddenly appeared!

That is... a projection of the Heavenly Dao itself!

The ancient tree's three thousand branches suddenly burst into flames, transforming into three thousand streaks of purple-gold fire that rushed madly toward Kong Xuan and Yang Mei!

Amidst the flames, all spirits wailed, entangled in cause and effect, their karma surging like a tide!

This is the final counterattack of Heaven!

The chaotic divine light and the heavenly flames collided violently!

The spatial blade clashed fiercely with the burning ancient tree!

From the void, the most terrifying energy storm since the beginning of time erupted!

The eye of the storm.

Kong Xuan's black robe fluttered in the wind, his eyes flashing like lightning.

He gazed at the wildly burning Hongjun, and at the mournful ancient tree of the Heavenly Dao.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

"It's... time to end this."

He muttered to himself.

Then.

Hands form a mudra.

Behind them, those billions of chaotic light wheels...

It exploded with a bang!