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

As the ancestral witch's essence blood inside the twelve golden men was completely ignited without reservation, the Pangu phantom standing at the core of the great formation seemed to briefly possess real life at this moment.

Its previously indistinct face suddenly opened two eyes that resembled blood-red stars.

There was no roar to the sky, nor any unnecessary movements.

The phantom of Pangu simply raised its two thick arms, formed from endless chaotic evil energy, and grasped at the void.

In an instant, all the malevolent energy, the power of the five elements, and even the remaining laws of heaven and earth within Jiepai Pass were forcibly drained by an irresistible force.

A phantom image of a giant axe, its entire body displaying a hazy, chaotic gray hue, rapidly solidified in Pangu's hands.

The moment the axe appeared, the space-time within the great formation completely collapsed.

This is no longer a power that even a Great Luo Golden Immortal or a Quasi-Saint can attain.

This fatal blow, which embodies the essence of the twelve ancestral witches, has briefly crossed that insurmountable chasm, touched the threshold of sainthood, and reached the legendary Hunyuan realm!

"cut!"

Xiao Wuji's face was ashen, a backlash from overdrawing the array's source power, but the killing intent in his eyes burned like a raging fire as he swung his hands down sharply.

The phantom of Pangu moved accordingly, and the phantom of the giant axe that split the heavens and earth, carrying the supreme will to create the world and shatter the primordial chaos, poured down towards the immortals of the Chan Sect below.

The axe fell, without a deafening roar, only a deathly silence that sent shivers down the spine.

As the giant axe fell, the space resembled a black cloth easily torn apart, revealing the profound emptiness behind it.

"No!!!"

Faced with this overwhelming attack that could split the heavens and earth, Kunpeng's usually gloomy and arrogant face finally revealed an expression of extreme fear and despair.

Faced with this power, his proud peak Quasi-Saint cultivation was like a thin sheet of paper in a raging storm.

In the face of life and death, all calculations and reservations are thrown to the winds.

"The River Chart and the Luo River Book! Hold them off for me!"

The Kunpeng let out a hoarse roar, frantically pouring all the demonic essence within its body into its companion treasure.

The star chart tortoise shell and the catalog burst forth with unprecedentedly brilliant starlight, transforming into a vast galaxy that fiercely protected his head.

At the same time, the immortals of the Chan Sect also went mad.

The Antarctic Immortal no longer cared about longevity and immortality. He spat out the essence of longevity he had accumulated over tens of thousands of years onto the Coiled Dragon Staff. The illusory image of the Azure Dragon swirled and intertwined, transforming into layers of thick barriers of life.

Guang Chengzi pushed the Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe to its limit, and the purple aura enveloped him layer by layer like a silkworm cocoon.

Manjushri, Cihang, and Dipankara unleashed their respective magical treasures and supernatural powers into the air.

But this is a devastating blow.

Faced with the power of a true sage, all these defenses seem too hasty and powerless, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"laugh--"

The phantom of the giant axe that split the heavens fell lightly.

The dazzling starry sky, the swirling azure dragon, and the boundless radiance of the axe blade were all instantly melted away without a trace, like thin snow under the blazing sun, without even a moment's resistance upon contact with the blade.

"BOOM—!!!"

It wasn't until the axe cleaved into the crowd that the indescribable, terrifying explosion completely raged in the center of the formation!

The destructive storm devoured everything.

Cihang Daoren, whose cultivation was relatively the weakest, didn't even have time to let out a scream before the Pure Glass Bottle in his hand shattered into powder the moment it came into contact with the storm.

Immediately afterwards, his physical body, and even his primordial spirit that had cultivated for many years, were instantly evaporated completely under the crushing force of this chaotic power!

A wisp of true spirit drifted out from nothingness, carrying endless confusion, and was forcibly taken away by the Investiture of the Gods, dying and being listed on the list!

On the contrary, Manjushri, because he was standing on the edge of the field and had been in a state of high tension since entering, although his physical body was destroyed and his primordial spirit was severely damaged, he ultimately survived.

As one of the primary targets, Guang Chengzi met a rather tragic end.

That ethereal purple robe with the Bagua symbol, impervious to water and fire, was torn to shreds.

His body, which had endured countless tribulations, was now covered with dense cracks like fragile porcelain from the aftershocks of the giant axe.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

Guang Chengzi's physical body instantly shattered into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only an extremely weak primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit screamed in terror, and only by using the recoil from the self-destruction of its physical body did it barely escape the very center of the storm.

The Old Man of the South Pole was not faring much better; his indestructible dragon-shaped staff let out a mournful cry, and a deep crack appeared on its surface.

Seventy percent of his immense life force was instantly evaporated. He was struck as if by lightning, gushing out blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs. He was violently thrown away like a rag doll and crashed deep into the ground, already critically injured and on the verge of death.

As for the most powerful demon master Kunpeng, he bore nearly half the power of this heaven-opening axe.

Even the supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Hetu Luoshu, could not completely protect him.

"Sizzle!"

The enormous demon master's avatar was cleaved in two diagonally from the right shoulder to the left abdomen by this devastating blow!

"ah--!!!"

The Kunpeng let out an extremely mournful howl, and scalding golden demon blood gushed out like a waterfall, dyeing half of the sky above Jiepai Pass a shocking dark gold.

He endured the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart, completely disregarding his lower body. His upper body coiled up the Hetu Luoshu, transforming into a faint black light, and frantically fled towards the outside world.

With a single blow, the immortals were beheaded, and the demon master was dismembered!

Blood rain and malevolent energy mingled together, turning the entire Jiepai Pass into a hellish inferno.

Xiao Wuji stood on the city wall, panting heavily.

Forcibly unleashing this attack, even with the enhancement of the Ancestral Witch's essence blood, almost drained the five elements' source within his body, leaving him somewhat unsteady on his feet.

But the light in his eyes was frighteningly bright.

Taking advantage of the enemy's heavy injuries and confusion, Xiao Wuji steadied himself and suddenly grabbed at the void with his right hand.

"Come on, Zhong!"

The Chaos Bell, which Kunpeng had been holding tightly in his arms, fell as his body broke. At this moment, it let out a cheerful chime in mid-air, transformed into a stream of dark yellow light, and landed steadily back in Xiao Wuji's palm.

The priceless treasure was finally returned to its rightful owner.

Xiao Wuji held the Chaos Bell in his hand, his gaze quickly sweeping across the devastated battlefield.

Soon, his gaze settled on a pool of blood.

There, lying quietly, was a golden coin. The coin had two wings, and was round on the outside and square on the inside; it was the treasure-dropping coin.

Xiao Wuji's lips curled into a cold smile. With a flick of his sleeve, he directly absorbed the Treasure-Dropping Coin into his sleeve and put it into his pocket.