After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

Chapter 236 The Ferocious Weapon Splits the Pure Land, Pangu's Divine Axe Appears in the World

Beneath the heavens, a tide of destruction surges.

The tip of the God-Slaying Spear is as black as ink, and it is filled with endless destructive karma. It is the most powerful killing weapon, capable of slaying even saints.

At this moment, as the two sides clashed, the Hunyuan Pure Land Formation at Jiepai Pass shattered completely beneath the spear tip, like a fragile layer of ice.

"Snap—!"

The crisp sound was particularly jarring in the deathly silence of the world.

As the jagged gap was torn open, the destructive demonic energy transformed into countless serpents, frantically burrowing into the interior of the boundary gate through the cracks in the array, instantly eroding the originally stable space into a thousand holes.

The figure of Yuanshi Tianzun hovered above the nine heavens, his black robes fluttering, the God-Slaying Spear in his hand trembling slightly, emitting a bloodthirsty low growl.

He looked down at the city wall from his high vantage point, watching the gradually dimming multicolored light curtain, his eyes flashing with long-suppressed madness and pleasure.

"Xiao Wuji, your greatest reliance has been destroyed."

The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable sounded like a judgment coming from the depths of hell.

His expression was cold and indifferent, devoid of any worldly concerns. He pointed his spear and unleashed the overwhelming pressure of a saint that made all living beings tremble.

"This tortoise shell protected you for years, allowing you to frolic happily in this chaotic world. But now, what do you have to resist the overwhelming force of fate?"

He descended through the air, and with each step he took, a black lotus flower bloomed in the void—the most domineering killing mark in the legacy of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

"Kneel down and die."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable spoke in a calm tone, as if he were recounting a predetermined ending.

"Out of consideration for Tongtian's last shred of kindness, I will spare a trace of your true spirit to fill the vacancy on the Investiture of the Gods. This will be your final blessing as a remnant of the Jie Sect."

At this critical juncture, the cold wind howled.

The guards at Jiepai Pass held their breath; the suffocating pressure made their weapons tremble, and some even collapsed to the ground.

That was the oppressive aura of a sage, an insurmountable chasm.

However, Xiao Wuji, who was at the very center of the storm, was surprisingly quiet.

He stood ramrod straight, like an ancient, unyielding javelin.

He slightly raised his head, looking at the arrogant Yuanshi Tianzun. The expected panic and fear did not appear on his face; instead, there was an intense and extreme mockery.

"God willing?"

Xiao Wuji repeated the two words in a low voice, then let out a cold laugh.

His voice, though not loud, instantly overwhelmed the earth-shattering roar, exploding directly in the ears of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

"Primordial Celestial Venerable, have you forgotten who created this world?"

"What you call destiny is nothing but the most ridiculous excuse in this game of chess!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wuji reached out with his right hand, his five fingers grasping as if he had grasped the heaviest thing in the world.

In an instant, an ancient wave that made the souls of all living beings in heaven and earth tremble erupted from his palm!

That was neither the divine light of a saint nor the malevolent aura of a demon; it was a power that transcended all concepts of the primordial world!

Rumble—!!!

The entire Jiepai Pass, and even the entire primordial land, began to shake at that moment.

The void was forcibly torn open, and the handle of a giant gray-brown axe slowly revealed its true form from Xiao Wuji's palm.

The axe handle is extremely ancient, with countless interwoven patterns faintly visible on it, as if it had suffered some kind of trauma.

However, upon closer inspection, one will find that each line is not a wound, but rather resembles a divine rune of the Great Dao, captivating the viewer at first glance.

As the axe body fully emerged, an invisible pressure transformed into a hurricane, blowing away all the demonic clouds within a hundred miles!

The moment that ancient and unadorned giant axe fell completely into Xiao Wuji's hands, the entire primordial world groaned in despair.

It was a fear that stemmed from the deepest recesses of the law, like a child facing a stern father, or a subject facing a monarch.

Before this giant axe, any acquired magical treasure, any innate supreme treasure, even the God-Slaying Spear in the hands of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, trembled wildly, as if begging for mercy or trying to escape.

It is the ultimate power, the master of creation, and the final destination of all things returning to stillness.

"This—this is—"

Just moments ago, Yuanshi Tianzun was confident of victory, but in this instant, his originally cold and arrogant face froze as if he had seen a ghost, becoming as stiff as a sculpture.

His eyes, which had always looked down upon all living beings, were now wide open to the limit, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints, and every hair on his body stood on end in extreme terror.

The God-Slaying Spear in his hand trembled violently, and the originally dark demonic light on the spear was now dispersed by a full thirty percent!

That was the God-Slaying Spear in fear, that was the instinctive trembling of the Great Dao of Destruction when facing the Great Dao of Power.

Yuanshi Tianzun stared intently at the gray-brown axe in Xiao Wuji's hand, his lips trembling violently, and he even let out a hoarse roar: "How is this possible? This—this is impossible!!" Yuanshi Tianzun was completely in a state of confusion.

"This is Pangu's Axe? No! This is impossible!! How could this be?"

He was not only a saint, but also the embodiment of Pangu's primordial spirit. He understood better than anyone what this aura meant.

That wasn't some fake or counterfeit. The oppressive force, the bloodline imprint etched into his very soul, was so real that it made him feel suffocated!

As a direct descendant of Pangu, he had searched for this scene countless times in the memories of the ancient inheritance.

Legend has it that the Pangu Axe that created the world shattered during the creation calamity, transforming into the Taiji Diagram, the Pangu Banner, and the Chaos Bell.

This is an inalienable law!

This is a fact universally acknowledged by Heaven!

Even now, his true spirit still contains the corresponding memories.

But now, this ironclad rule has been broken by Xiao Wuji.

"This treasure has already transformed into three supreme treasures, how could it appear in its entirety? How could it still possess such overwhelming power?!"

Yuanshi Tianzun felt his mind go blank, and the saint's state of mind experienced a violent rupture in that instant.

The feeling was like a truth that one had believed in all one's life being denied at its very root in an instant.

That axe was like an ancient, ferocious beast that had been sleeping for millions of years, slowly opening its eyes.

Xiao Wuji gripped the axe handle, feeling the terrifying power that could return the primordial world to chaos. He looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"impossible?"

"O Primordial Beginning, are you still so confident even now?"

Do you truly believe that everything in this world revolves around saints like yourself?

Upon hearing Xiao Wuji's words, Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to refute them, but the suppression emanating from the giant axe in Xiao Wuji's hand prevented him from saying anything after he opened his mouth.

Only the mournful cry of the slaying spear echoed in the air, sounding particularly desolate on the empty battlefield.