Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Before the words were finished, the Tai Chi diagram suddenly pressed down.

The image depicts a scene of sword intent, water and fire intertwined, and yin and yang rotating.

Wherever it passed, space shattered completely like a mirror, revealing the dark and profound origin of the void.

"Well done!"

Chonglou's eyes shot out excited red light, and the phantom of the demon god behind him roared to the sky.

Each of the six arms wielded a demonic weapon, and they charged fiercely towards the Tai Chi diagram.

boom--!!!

At the moment of impact, heaven and earth fell silent.

The winds and clouds swept across a thousand miles, and the mountains and rivers crumbled.

The shock wave spread in a ring, turning mountains to dust and causing rivers to evaporate and stop flowing.

The outer peaks of the Qingyun Mountains collapsed in the aftershocks of this attack.

Only seven main peaks remained, teetering on the brink of collapse despite the desperate efforts of the protective mountain formation.

Dao Xuan retreated a hundred miles, his Daoist robe sleeves torn, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But the glint in his eyes was even brighter.

The more they fought, the more terrifying Chonglou became. This Demon Lord Chonglou had accumulated a foundation over countless years that was terrifyingly deep.

Each injury allows them to retaliate with even greater ferocity in an instant.

It was as if they were constantly pushing their own limits on the edge of life and death.

"This can't go on..." Dao Xuan's mind raced.

"Chonglou is actually using war to fuel his own power, honing his demonic body through my hands, and he seems poised for a breakthrough!"

Suddenly, Dao Xuan's eyes lit up.

He pressed his hands down, and the Yin and Yang energies around his body suddenly exploded, causing Chonglou, who was rushing towards him, to retreat three steps.

In that instant, Dao Xuan looked up to the sky and roared:

"Sword, come!"

The sound pierced through the heavens and reverberated throughout the six realms.

On Qingyun Mountain, at the Cloud Sea Square, a hazy, gray sword light shot into the sky.

At first glance, the sword light seemed ordinary, but upon closer inspection, it made everything tremble; the sword itself was simple and unadorned.

Yet it seemed to embody the will of all killing and destruction in the world.

Wherever the sword's edge passed, even light was swallowed up.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword!

The divine sword pierced through the air and landed steadily in Dao Xuan's hand.

The moment the sword was in his hand, Dao Xuan's aura changed drastically.

His original ethereal and otherworldly demeanor was suddenly replaced by a fierce and malevolent aura that seemed capable of annihilating all heavens and slaughtering gods and immortals.

His long hair moved without wind, and his eyes shimmered with azure and gold light.

He seemed to become one with the ancient sword in his hand.

"Good! Good! Good!" Chonglou said three times.

His scarlet eyes burned with the fiercest fighting spirit. "This is more interesting! Dao Xuan, let me see."

"You, the number one person in the mortal realm, wielding the Immortal Execution Sword, how much of its power can you unleash!"

Dao Xuan did not answer, but slowly reversed the sword so that the tip was pointing downwards.

The next moment—

A sword strike was unleashed.

There was no dazzling sword light, no deafening roar.

This sword strike was simple and unadorned, yet it caused Chonglou's pupils to shrink sharply.

He felt the laws of the world around him begin to crumble under this sword strike.

Space froze, time slowed down, and even the surging demonic energy within him momentarily stagnated.

"Drink!"

Chonglou roared, six pairs of demonic wings sprouting from his back, and crimson demonic blades crossed in front of him.

The demonic energy around him was compressed to its limit, transforming into layers of dark red crystalline shields.

The sword arrives.

Click, click, click...

The crystal shield shattered layer by layer, like paper.

The double blades of Chonglou clashed with the blade of Zhuxian, and the ear-piercing metallic clang resounded throughout the universe.

Fine cracks appeared on the demonic blade, and Chonglou was sent flying backward like a meteor.

He barely managed to stop his body after crashing through three void rifts.

He looked down at the demonic blade in his hand, then looked up at Dao Xuan, who stood a hundred miles away holding a sword, and suddenly burst into laughter:

"That was exhilarating! It's been so many years since I've been injured! Dao Xuan, you are worthy to be my opponent!"

Before he finished speaking, Chonglou's demonic energy surged once again.

This time, ancient totems faintly emerged from the demonic energy.

That is the mark of the ancient demon god Chi You.

The aura of Chonglou began to transform, changing from its original violent and domineering nature.

Evolving in a more ancient and more fundamental direction.

"He's about to break through!"

Dao Xuan felt a chill run down his spine as the Zhuxian Sword sensed its master's thoughts.

The sword vibrated and hummed, and a hazy, gray sword aura spread out on its own.

Can't wait any longer!

Dao Xuan held his sword in both hands and soared into the sky.

The Tai Chi diagram around him unfolded once again, but this time it no longer depicted Yin and Yang energies.

Instead, they are countless fine sword energies, each containing the profound meaning of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique, where all swords return to their origin and converge into one diagram.

"Slay the Immortals - Slay the Demons!"

The moment those four words were uttered, the world changed color.

The Immortal Execution Sword flew out of his hand and merged into the Tai Chi diagram.

In an instant, the sword and the image merged into one, transforming into a gray-white sword light that pierced through heaven and earth. Where did that sword light pass?

All things return to nothingness, laws are annihilated, as if even the concept of "existence" is about to be eradicated.

Chonglou felt an unprecedented crisis of death.

He roared to the sky, and the phantom of the demon god Chi You appeared behind him.

The two blades merged, transforming into a colossal blade capable of splitting the heavens and earth, slashing upwards against the sword light.

"I am the supreme ruler of all demons, how could I be defeated by a mere mortal's sword!"

Double-edged swords clashing.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Then—

An indescribable burst of light erupted.

That was not light; it was the ultimate collision of Tao and Demon, life and death, existence and nothingness.

Wherever the light reaches, heaven and earth are turned upside down, and yin and yang are shattered.

All common sense was brutally torn apart and reassembled.

The sky for thousands of miles around turned pure white, and all the spectators lost their sight, hearing, and even senses in that instant.

Only a very few beings can still "see" the center of the collision.

Deep within the vast mountains of China, the Beast God stood atop the altar, beast patterns appearing all over his body, staring intently at the sky, muttering to himself.

"Dao Xuan... don't die in a place like this... only I can take your life..."

Deep within the Celestial Realm, an unknown Celestial King opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing within them:

"The Zhuxian Sword can actually be used to such an extent..."

And the realm of gods

In that magnificent temple, with its towering silver trees, the gods were silent.

A bronze mirror floats in the center of the main hall, reflecting the final showdown between Dao Xuan and Chong Lou.

When the destructive light erupted, the mirror trembled violently, almost shattering.

Except for the figure sitting on the Nine Dragon Throne at the very top, none of the gods could maintain a calm expression.

Their expressions were complex.

They have an innate contempt for all living beings in the mortal world.

There was a fear of that world-destroying power, and even more so, an indescribable... terror.

Yes, fear.

These high and mighty gods, who regard all beings in the six realms as ants, are now filled with fear.

Fear of the sword named Zhuxian.

Fear of that mortal wielding the sword.

In the end, all the gods turned their gaze to the figure on the throne.

I dared not say more and awaited his verdict.

The figure was shrouded in endless divine light, obscuring its face.

One can only sense a majestic aura that transcends all paths and reigns supreme over all living beings.

He is the King of Gods, who has been above all living beings since the birth of the Six Realms.

Heavenly Emperor Fuxi!

The three ancient emperors, Shennong and Nuwa, returned to chaos.

Only Fuxi grew stronger and more majestic with the passage of time.

In the past, the supreme ruler of the demon realm, Chi You, defied orders and led billions of demons to attack the heavens.