Outside the great formation, Ancestral Dragon, Primordial Phoenix, and First Qilin witnessed this scene. Forcing themselves to endure their injuries, they mobilized their remaining Origin.
Ancestral Dragon drew upon the power of the Four Seas, transforming it into a golden water dragon that crashed toward the eastern Formation Eye.
Primordial Phoenix sprayed out the Southern Bright Leaving Fire Origin, scorching the southern Formation Eye. First Qilin drew upon the Earth Vein of Cangwu Plain, and surging earth energy completely dispersed the demonic flames around the Formation Eye.
"No—!" Luohu let out an unwilling roar.
He wanted to regain control of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, but his Origin had been depleted too severely. He simply had no power left to turn the situation around.
Under Hongjun and Yang Mei's attacks from within and the Three Clans' assault from without, the final two Formation Eyes of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation also exploded into pieces.
"Crack!" The entire Immortal Slaying Sword Formation shattered like glass.
The black demonic flames and slaughter sword qi instantly dissipated. Luohu was struck by the backlash from the formation's collapse and spat out another mouthful of demonic blood, staggering backward.
His black robes were torn, his hair disheveled, and the demonic flames around him were nearly extinguished. Yet his pitch-black eyes remained filled with unwillingness and venom.
He had been just one step away from controlling the Primordial Wilderness, only for these old bastards to ruin everything!
Hongjun and Yang Mei descended into the void and looked at Luohu, their eyes brimming with grief and icy killing intent.
The deaths of Yin-Yang and the Qian-Kun Ancestors had filled their hearts with murderous intent.
The allied cultivators outside the formation and the remnants of the Three Clans cheered at the sight, but their cheers carried a trace of heaviness.
To break this killing formation, two Innate Great Powers had paid the price with their lives. No one knew how many more would fall afterward.
At that thought, everyone fell silent. Some stood wordlessly.
Some knelt on the ground and wiped the bodies of their companions, while others stared blankly at the shattered starry sky.
Having watched it all, Luohu suddenly let out a cold laugh.
That icy laughter fell like frost, instantly freezing everyone's joy.
Though the demonic flames around him were as dim as a dying candle, they exuded a madness bent on mutual destruction.
His pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at Hongjun and Yang Mei. His voice was hoarse, yet filled with heart-rending unwillingness.
"Hongjun, Yang Mei, do you think you've won? If the Heavenly Dao had not favored you, did you really think you could defeat me?"
"Hahaha!" Luohu suddenly burst into wild laughter, his voice filled with venom and madness.
"If I cannot have the Primordial Wilderness, neither will you ever possess it in peace!"
The instant his words fell, four black demonic runes silently flicked from his fingertips and disappeared into the void.
This was the signal he secretly sent to Wuxin, Wuxiang, Wufa, and Wutian, the four Demon Venerables, ordering them to withdraw with the remnants of the Demon Race.
Deep within the void, the four Demon Venerables, who were being restrained and pursued by Daoist Cangxuan and the others, sensed the demonic runes. A flash of ruthlessness and reluctance passed through their eyes.
They understood Luohu's temperament well. They knew what this signal meant.
Demon Lord Wuxin secretly crushed a Message Jade Slip, informing the Demon Race remnants hidden at the edge of the battlefield to retreat.
Wuxiang deliberately triggered an eruption of the Law of Death, drawing the allied army's attention.
Wufa and Wutian seized the chance to lead the remaining Demon Race Army away in a streak of black light, fleeing toward the Great Desolation Starry Sky.
They needed to leave the Demon Race with a remaining spark, so it could rise again one day.
The allied cultivators were drawn in by Demon Venerable Wuxiang's outburst, and not a single one noticed the Demon Race remnants' retreat.
Meanwhile, Luohu suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against his brow. The Demonic Path Origin around him began to burn madly.
Black Origin flames shot into the heavens like a demonic pillar connecting heaven and earth, burning countless pitch-black cracks into the surrounding void.
The cracks echoed with the howling of Chaos Airflow, as if they were about to devour the entire Great Desolation Starry Sky.
"This is bad! He's going to burn his Origin and self-destruct!" Hongjun's expression abruptly changed, his voice carrying unprecedented gravity.
As a peak Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, Luohu's Demonic Path Origin contained not only Chaos Demonic Nature dating back to the creation of heaven and earth.
It had also fused with an immense amount of Demon Race Fortune. Once it fully self-destructed, its might would rival the full-force strike of a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
It was a terrifying power capable of tearing apart the Primordial Wilderness's space and reforging an entire territory!
Sure enough, as the burning of his Origin intensified, the billions of surrounding stars began to tremble violently, their cores emitting overwhelmed hums.
On the surfaces of several nearby stars, dense cracks first appeared, spreading like spiderwebs.
Then, with a thunderous crack, billions of stars in the starry sky exploded into fragments, becoming countless meteors wrapped in demonic flames that rained down upon Cangwu Plain.
"Run!" someone in the allied army howled, but the meteors fell too quickly.
Cultivators who failed to dodge were instantly smashed into ash by the meteors, with not even their primordial spirits able to escape.
The Earth Vein of Cangwu Plain shook violently beneath the repeated impacts of star fragments, and the layers of black-red blood crust that had formed over it shattered apart.
Spiritual qi and demonic qi surged up from underground and mixed together, turning into black poisonous mist that spread through the air.
Any living being that inhaled the poisonous mist saw their flesh instantly rot away, while their primordial spirits were corroded by demonic qi and turned into monsters that knew only slaughter before collapsing in self-destruction.
Luohu's figure blurred within the Origin flames, yet he continued frantically urging his demonic arts. His voice pierced through the flames and rang throughout the Primordial Wilderness.
"Great Dao above! Today, I, Luohu, am willing to transform my body into the Demon Realm and make a Heart Demon Oath."
"From this day onward, whenever the Dao declines, demons shall rise; whenever demons decline, the Dao shall rise. Until death, there shall be no end! May the Great Dao bear witness!"
"Stop him! He wants to use the Western Spirit Vein to destroy the Western Land!" Hongjun instantly saw through Luohu's scheme.
The Western Territory already bore demonic marks laid down by Luohu in his early years.
If his burning Origin connected to the Western Spirit Vein, the power of his self-destruction would increase tenfold!
He raised his hand and swung the Pangu Banner. As its surface unfurled, countless Chaos Qi blades shot toward Luohu like a torrential downpour.
Wherever the Chaos Qi blades passed, even the demonic flames were cut into fragments, while ripples spread across space.
Yang Mei also acted at the same time, the Space Rune on his brow swelling dramatically.
As his hands formed seals, he invoked the Space Law and condensed it into a Blade of Space tens of thousands of feet long, stabbing directly toward the World Destroying Black Lotus above Luohu's head.
Empowered by the Demonic Path Origin, the World Destroying Black Lotus blazed with brilliant light. Billions of demonic runes surfaced across it, and it forcibly blocked the Blade of Space.
This World Destroying Lotus, originally only a Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, had been driven by Luohu's mad burning of his Origin to become infinitely close to an Innate Supreme Treasure, its defensive power approaching that of the Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud.
"Stop him!" Ancestral Dragon forced himself to endure the injury from his broken dragon horn.
He summoned the waters of the Four Seas across billions of miles of void, turning them into a golden wall of water in an attempt to stop Luohu from moving westward.
Primordial Phoenix spread her scorched left wing and expelled the final wisp of her Southern Bright Leaving Fire Origin.
The flames transformed into a firebird that beat its wings and crashed toward Luohu's Heavenly Demon Pagoda.
First Qilin planted his feet on an Earth Vein node of Cangwu Plain. As profound yellow earth energy surged, it formed countless towering earthen spikes that wrapped around Luohu's body like a dense forest.
But Luohu no longer cared about anything. He urged the Heavenly Demon Pagoda before him.
The demonic light swirling around the pagoda erupted with a boom, forcibly shattering the golden wall of water and the firebird, while the earthen spikes were burned to ash by demonic flames.
His figure transformed into a streak of black light, ignoring the barriers of space as he sped toward the Western Territory.
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