"Heh heh heh, this old dog is dead too!"
Luohu appeared in the sky, God-Slaying Spear in his left hand. This spear actually had some connection to Qing Xuan.
The spear had formed when the roots and stems of the Chaos Green Lotus absorbed baleful energy, killing intent, and other fierce auras from Chaos.
This treasure possessed no sentience, yet it was indestructible. It contained endless Chaos Power and the will of Slaughter, capable of piercing all defenses and directly attacking an enemy's Primordial Spirit. It was an Innate Supreme Treasure of slaughter, its offensive power even surpassing that of the Pangu Banner.
The figure Luohu held in his right hand had died beneath this spear. He casually tossed the body aside.
Bang!
"No! Zaohua!"
"Luohu!!!"
Old Ancestor Creation's corpse crashed to the ground. At the sight, Hongjun immediately charged at Luohu, seeking revenge for his two friends.
"Heh heh heh, Hongjun, Zaohua and Qian Kun are dead. Though Yang Mei broke the formation, he has already been severely wounded. As for Ancestral Dragon and Yuan Feng, they are not far from death.
"I'd like to see who else can help you. Those little shrimps hiding off to the side? Heh heh heh!"
The two instantly clashed. Light flashed between heaven and earth, and thunderous roars rang out without end. The ground split apart, mountains, rivers, and lands were reshaped, and every collision between the God-Slaying Spear and the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler nearly tore space apart.
Hongjun knew that he could not deal with Luohu alone, so with a thought, he made his move.
Two figures appeared beside Hongjun: Evil Corpse Hongjun, who looked like a young man, and Good Corpse Hongjun, who looked like a youth.
"Luohu, you are going to die!"
"Fellow Daoist Luohu, please ascend to heaven!"
Luohu's pupils contracted slightly. Surprise and confusion flashed through his eyes, and a faint unease rose in his heart.
"Hmph, Hongjun, stop playing tricks. Do you think two more clones will be enough to defeat me?"
Though Luohu spoke disdainfully, he still halted his attack. The World-Destroying Black Lotus appeared beneath his feet.
"Hmph, Luohu, whether they are useful or not, you will find out soon enough."
Hongjun brought out various Spiritual Treasures to arm the two corpses. Evil Corpse Hongjun held the Pangu Banner, protected by the Green Lotus Banner, while Good Corpse Hongjun gripped the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler and stood atop the Twelve-grade Merit Golden Lotus.
Hongjun himself held the Taiji Diagram in his left hand and the Fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation in his right. The three of them charged at Luohu.
So this was the method of Severing the Three Corpses? It really was powerful.
Holy shit, they're all Innate Supreme Treasures!
I'm not jealous! I'm not jealous!
Qing Xuan could not help sighing inwardly. As expected of the Primordial Wilderness's greatest tycoon. When he thought of how the Creation Cauldron and Qian Kun Cauldron had also fallen into Hongjun's hands, even Qing Xuan felt somewhat envious.
Luohu faced three opponents alone. The longer he fought, the more alarmed he became. Those two Hongjuns did not seem like magical clones at all, but rather two real Hongjuns.
They both possessed the realm of a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and their divine abilities and spells differed as well. Yet that was impossible. Among all known divine abilities and spells, none possessed such a function.
"Hongjun, what kind of divine ability is this, to be so formidable?" Luohu asked darkly, clutching his wounded shoulder.
"There is no need to ask, Luohu. You will die today!"
Hongjun did not answer. The three Hongjuns continued attacking Luohu. Seeing this, Luohu hardened his heart, and a millstone appeared above his head.
"This is the World-Destroying Mill of the Destruction Demon God!!!"
Hongjun recognized the treasure. It was a supreme treasure once possessed by the top-tier Destruction Demon God among the Chaos Demon Gods. Yet Hongjun remembered that it had been destroyed during the battle between Destruction and Pangu.
"Heh heh heh, Hongjun, I was fortunate enough to obtain this treasure. After all my years in the west, it has already been linked to the Western Continent Spirit Vein. No matter what other methods you possess today, you are destined to lose!"
The World-Destroying Mill continuously supplied Luohu with spiritual power. Before long, his depleted reserves had recovered.
Holy shit, another twist? How was Hongjun supposed to win this?
Watching Luohu stand invincible beneath heaven, Qing Xuan truly could not imagine how Hongjun could win.
With the World-Destroying Mill supporting him, the three Hongjuns, who had originally held the upper hand, were gradually suppressed.
Evil Corpse Hongjun immediately sensed danger. He steeled himself and, during one collision between Luohu and Good Corpse Hongjun, slipped behind Luohu. Luohu turned and thrust his spear, intending to knock him away.
Evil Corpse Hongjun did not block the strike. Instead, he gathered all his spiritual power and pointed the Pangu Banner in his hand at Luohu.
A crimson divine light, carrying the might to tear apart primordial Chaos and the power to shatter all heavens, space, and time, shot toward Luohu.
Luohu's expression changed drastically. Though the God-Slaying Spear pierced through Evil Corpse Hongjun's body, he could not withdraw it in time. He could only use the World-Destroying Black Lotus to resist.
But at that moment, Scattered Corpse Hongjun seized the opportunity and used the Merit Golden Lotus to strike the World-Destroying Black Lotus. The two Lotus Platforms, alike in origin, one gold and one black, became hopelessly entangled.
"Bastard!"
Luohu had never expected that, after briefly gaining the upper hand, he would fall into such peril in an instant. With no other choice, he used the World-Destroying Mill to block the Pangu Banner's attack.
"Go!"
After standing around for so long, Hongjun finally saw hope. The Fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation transformed into clear light and merged with the crimson divine light of the Pangu Banner, rushing together toward the World-Destroying Mill.
Rumble!
Crack!
The entire Western Continent of the Primordial Wilderness shook. Qing Xuan steadied himself and saw mountains and rivers shatter as spiritual energy withered away.
That was damn awesome! But it looks like it's about to end!
Not good! I need to leave first!
Remembering a certain possibility, Qing Xuan used Vertical Ground Golden Light to flee toward the edge of the Western Continent.
On Hongjun's side, Evil Corpse Hongjun had already dissipated. Scattered Corpse Hongjun, holding the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler, stood in the air alongside Hongjun's true body.
Luohu, meanwhile, was in a miserable state. Half his body had been torn apart, the God-Slaying Spear was stuck in the ground, and the World-Destroying Black Lotus lay nearby, its spiritual radiance extinguished.
Yet Luohu only stared blankly at the cracks on the World-Destroying Mill, his heart filled with desolation. He had not expected that even after using his final measure, he still could not win.
"Luohu, you have lost."
Hongjun spoke calmly to Luohu. He knew that he had won this Dao-Demon Conflict.
"Hahahaha~ Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
"I lost. I lost!"
"Hongjun, just because I lost does not mean you have won!!!"
Luohu suddenly burst into mad laughter. Then his face turned vicious as he formed a hand seal and muttered to himself.
The World-Destroying Mill began to tremble, radiating ominous black light.
"Luohu! What are you doing?"
Hongjun immediately sensed danger. He swung the Taiji Diagram toward Luohu, but it was blocked by the black light emitted from the World-Destroying Mill.
"Hahahaha! Hongjun, in just a little while, the World-Destroying Mill will explode together with the entire Western Continent Spirit Vein! Let's see whether the blast can kill all of you!"
Luohu had gone completely mad. All his spiritual power surged into the World-Destroying Mill, which was on the verge of devouring him.
Luohu suddenly spoke to the heavens.
"Great Dao above, I, Luohu, hereby make a Great Dao Oath: from this day forth, when demons rise, the Dao declines; when the Dao rises, demons hide. Let the Demon Path be established!"
In an instant, the winds and clouds changed color. An invisible force of law began spreading through the heavens and earth of the Primordial Wilderness, quietly altering the laws of cultivation.
From that day onward, every cultivator would give rise to powerful inner demons at critical moments of breakthrough.
The inner demons would take the forms most feared and most desired in the depths of a cultivator's heart. They would constantly tempt and disturb them; with the slightest carelessness, they would lose their minds, suffer qi deviation, and see a thousand years of bitter cultivation turn to nothing.
"Hahahahahaha, Hongjun, I will ensure that your 'orthodox Great Dao' never knows a day of peace!"
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